Brolo Furybrand
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- Joined
- Mar 7, 2019
- Messages
- 17
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Alderaan, House Thuul
0900 hours local time
The ground forces of the Old Empire were already engaged with House Thul's defenders. As the the battle raged below Brolo, a wicked looking Agent named Cher No Gorgon (@Nommie) , and a fellow acolyte Malius Vanis (@Nerovec) would drop in on a landing pad a few levels down from the throne room. They would fight there way up and confront the leaders of house Thul directly who could either agree to Old Empire authority or be "replaced".
As the Virus dropship descended toward the castle grounds the battle below could be seen through the view-ports. Brolo clinched his fists, not out of fear or anxiety, but pure anticipation. The Kiffar couldn't wait to get his boots on the ground and start busting some pompous Thul heads. This was what it was all about for him, the strong taking the power they deserved from these soft Republica pretenders. He hated this particular brand of republica fool as they had been simply born into wealth and and influence, while Brolo had worked his ass off for every ounce of power he currently had. It was time to show them what true power was.
The light by the dropship doors turned red to indicate they were 30 seconds away from the landing zone. The ship shook as the Thul anti-air defenses began to fire on them. It was quickly stopped as 2 sith fighters swooped past and blew the AA guns to slag. Brolo looked to his 2 companions and let a wide, wild smile spread across his face. "You guys ready to bash some skulls or what hahaha." The dropship lurched as it came to a stop over the landing pad and began to fire on any defenders still alive. The light turned green and the ramp lowered to let them out. "Last one to the throne room buys first round eh fellas!" With a wild laugh Brolo jumped from the ship and the assault was on.