I Am the Storm

[Crix Dolan (TL8)]

Crix landed his swoop in a clearing a few clicks from his objective. The clearing was nestled in the shadow of a looming slaver camp that had taken roost inside a wrecked Contemptuous Class Dungeon ship. Crix spit to the side as disgust soured his saliva upon laying eyes on the impending fortress. The Trandoshans were holed up in that massive complex rotting construct acting like the vile insects they were. Normally, the smuggler wasn't one to allow his anger to drive him, but as he gazed at the fortress, the pain of thousands called out to him... and he resolved to answer.

Crix was wearing his Scout armor from the chest down with his leather jacket over top. He carried his DL-7 in its usual thigh holster and his hold out blaster was hidden in its usual spot. Crix added an R5 in a reverse holster on the opposite hip for good measure and brought along a couple thermal detonators in case things got hairy, but he hoped he wouldn't need to use them.

The clearing was far enough away to avoid detection, but close enough to be dangerous. Crix'd taken precautions on his way in to avoid detection, it'd added a little time to his arrival, but he was still about fifteen minutes ahead of schedule. He moved his swoop under the cover of the local treeline and awaited his companions. Once they arrived, this mission would be good to go.

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[Tycho Draykon]

This is the first time that the criminal had been to Kashyyyk, well he came close to coming at one point but was called to be elsewhere. Though he does not remember where exactly he was dragged to instead since he was doing so much at the time. In all honesty the man is surprised he has not collapsed from exhaustion yet, though he was sneaking in rest here and there when he can. Like during the flight over to the planet. He slept like a rock until his partner woke him up when the planet came out of the hyperspace jump. It did not take long for Tycho to become fully awake and alert.

Now in the clearing of where the Dungeon Ship that the wookies are being kept in, the criminal looked at the rotting hull of the ship in disgust. He had seen different forms of cruelty but this was on a different level. His heart sank as he thought of what the poor souls are facing in there. He will steel his nerves and mind as the criminal thought about the task at hand. Unshouldering his rifle, the man prepared his rifle knowing that there may be one hell of a fight coming. Wearing his heavy combat armor with his echani vibrosword on his back the man was ready. The man then made the extra step to make sure he had his blaster pistol ready as well. Which the weapon was as well, located in its holster on his left side.

When he was ready, the rogue will approach from behind Crix to his right, "Have you spotted any guards on the outside or do you think they are all inside?" He will ask, his jaw going stiff from the closer view of the fortress they will be having to get inside. The group is far away enough go undetected, but if the enemy does get wind of the arrival of enemy forces coming to free the wookies.. well let's say that things will get ugly pretty fast. The rebel had to fight back the urge to go running in there when he heard the pained cry from a wookie that was enduring who knows what in the ship. As the two waited for the final member of the team, the rogue took the extra time to observe their destination as well as double check on his equipment.


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[Devrim Wolfe]

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Having been present for the war council where Greybok asked for the aid of his fellow rebels and the Mandalorians alike, Devrim was here to fulfill that promise. Arriving in his Enceladus, the Rebel Commander touched down not too far from where Crix and Tycho had rendezvoused before making the hit. Having made a short trip to his cell on Phaeda, Devrim had picked up six of his men from the moon base to accompany them all for the mission. "Alright boys," the Jedi announced, clad in his jet black armoured robes. "We're going to hit them hard and fast. Stay on your toes — these sons of banthas are strong and tough." He pulled on the helmet, completing the imposing figure of the Jedi. "For the Alliance!" he shouted, raising his R5R blaster rifle into the air. A unanimous cheer rose up from the inspired rebels, and they made their way off the ship with Devrim in the lead.

Approaching Tycho and Crix shortly thereafter, the black-clad Jedi gave them both a nod in greeting. He'd seen Tycho in action before, though this was the first time Devrim had met Crix — he knew nothing about the man save his name. Reaching out to shake Crix' hand, he said in a low tone, "Devrim Wolfe, Rebel Commander. Good to have you here." Without further ado, his men were already getting into position with one observing the crashed ship with a pair of macrobinoculars. "I see four patrols guarding the ship," she informed. ♦ "Medium armour, repeaters."

Devrim nodded upon hearing the info. "Thank you, Tinasha. I'll have you and Efrideet stay in position here and report if there are any reinforcements coming. If any of those lizards try to escape," he paused, eyeing the snipers both rebels carried at their sides. "You know what to do." Both women sounded their affirmation and began setting up their weapons. Looking to the remaining four Phaeda rebels as well as Tycho and Crix, he nodded to them as a sign they should begin the attack.

Advancing forward, Devrim kept to the shadows and behind cover as best as he could to avoid detection. Taking up a position at his R5R's optimal range, he leveled the rifle and peered down his sights at two of the Trandoshans standing together while keeping watch. He inhaled and exhaled, steadying his aim. It was always this moment before the first shot was fired that was the most tense — the realization that the fight would begin with one action. The Commander inhaled again, holding it and steadily squeezing the trigger. In a fraction of a second, the surprise break came and a plasma bolt sped toward its target. Before it even struck the first Trandoshan, Devrim had already adjusted his aim to the next one and fired a second shot. With the element of surprise in his favour, both green beasts were caught unawares and dropped with sizzling holes in their skulls. ♦

The fight had begun.

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[Crix Dolan (TL8)]

"Nah, can't get a clear sight." He responded to the approaching Rebel. The smuggler would introduce himself to the stranger, it'd be weird to not know who he was fighting with. Tycho began to check his gear and Crix noticed an incoming ship. The light freighter sat down in the clearing and the calvary filed out.

A warrior clad in black-robed strode forth confidently. He carried an air of authority about him and Crix caught himself giving the man an arising look. Given the smuggler's background, he wasn't keen on authority types, but The Rebel stepped forward and offer his hand in greeting. Crix obliged. As their hands touched, the smuggler could immediately feel a stirring in the force. It was a feeling he'd experienced a number of times and now it was a welcomed presence. With their current connection, the commander would undoubtedly notice Crix's own connection to the force.

"Pleasure to see you again." Crix smiled. The squad had finally arrived, now it was time to go to work.

Shortly after their introductions, Crix synchronized his frequency with Devrim's team and kept pace with the commander. The jog through the woods wasn't bad, but Crix wasn't in the shape he should have been. He'd need to start screening missions to avoid anything that could lead to a cross country treck without some form of transportation.

As they neared the dungeon, their pace slowed and their movements became deliberate and methodical. Devrim moved ahead took cover and with a perfectly executed surprise attack deftly downed two trandoshans.

Maybe I should just let him handle it... he considered before shaking the thought away and joining the fray. As he approached he slid in with Devrim, tapped his shoulder and let him know he was going to move forward and keep firing. With Devrim covering him, Crix vaulted over cover and sprinted to the next barrier.

Crix made it to cover, and with his DL-7 in hand, he prepared to fire on the enemy. Just as he peeked over the edge a blaster bolt slammed into the permacrete barrier he was behind sending debris ricocheting into his face. Crix swore and fell backward onto his haunches. He brushed at his face attempting to clear the molting permacrete from his eyes, and mouth. He breathed a small sigh of relief as he confirmed he was alright. He chastised himself for being sloppy and waited.

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[Tycho Draykon]

Tycho nodded silently as Crix told him that he can't get a clear sight. So it would appear that the team will be heading into that dungeon blind with no idea as to how many trandoshans they will find in there. Though the rebel lieutenant had an inkling of an idea that the place may be crawling with guards and troops. The worry to him though was the possibility of accidentally hitting one of the trapped wookies, or the trandoshans getting the sick idea of creating a hostage situation where they start killing the trapped beings. As he prepped his weapons, Devrim, someone that Tycho had fought along side of on a few occasions approached. So it is clear that the two have come a long ways since the last time they had fought along side each other. Though Devrim is a higher rank than the criminal. No matter, Tycho is not exactly racing to get a command since he is not ready for that kind of responsibility just yet. He doubted that he would ever be ready for a command post.

with the arrival of the Rebel Commander it was time to get to work. His pace was in sync with the Commander. Moving fast then slowing down as they neared the rundown prison ship. The criminal was ready for the fight that will take place inside this hellish dungeon. Four guards? That should not be too hard to take care of. Well he was not sure how well Crix will handle it, but he knew that himself and Devrim will be able to handle it. It was confirmed as Devrim dropped two with two easy bolts, one to each of the two that he dropped. Crix on the other hand was spotted before he can get a shot in.


Raising his rifle the man fired off two shots, one for each of the two remaining guards. He did take down the both of them but one of the Trandoshans managed to squeeze off a shot that nailed Tycho's armored shoulder. Since he is in fact wearing heavy armor, though he felt the impact, it will not do that much damage besides a possible burn. The criminal nodded to Devrim, "That is the last of the two of the guards." He will say through the comm that is built into his helmet. The rogue moved over to a nearby bulk head to use as cover to watch out for any opposition that may come their way as the team slowly, but methodically moved.

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[Devrim Wolfe]

Upon shaking the hand of the scruffy-looking man, a spark of familiarity illuminated Devrim's memory. Indeed, Crix had been aboard the Stabird along with him during the war council with the Mand'alor. The Jedi was also able to discern the connection Crix had with the Force — untrained, but strong. Devrim would do what he could to help him on the path of the Light, but not now. First they had a job to do and plenty of Trandoshans to kill.

Feeling the tap from Crix, Devrim stayed in position to cover his teammates as Tycho advanced as well to eliminate the two final guards. Glancing toward Crix as he saw a blaster shot nearly hit his face, Devrim ensured that the rebel was okay before proceeding further. "Copy that," he replied upon hearing Tycho's relayed message. Finding no more guards as they reached the side of the ship, they were met by a heavily reinforced door. Backing up against the side of the ship, Devrim looked around for any sign of a camera — thankfully, there were none watching the rebels. ♦

Beckoning his teammates and squad forward, he called out, "Tormod, Nirwen, see if you can get in through that." Nirwen nodded silently, while Tormod quickly got to work with a "Yessir." Stopping by the reinforced door, he swung a heavy pack off his back and extracted a pair of door cutters. Pressing it against the lock, Tormod got to work with the help of Nirwen. A few moments later, the cutters sparked and dropped from their hands. Tormod stooped to look at the equipment, frowning as he picked it up again. "Kinda damaged Commander, it won't work as well but we'll giv'er another go."

Nodding in acknowledgement, Devrim watched as they hefted the cutters and got back to work. Though the blast door was thick, the locks broke audibly and it slid open to reveal a dark, foreboding shaft. Tormod cast aside the door cutters, now completely broken. ♦ "Let's hope we don't have any more of those to get through," Devrim commented as he entered the dungeon ship. "Be on your guard, it won't be long before they know we're here," he warned, keeping his R5R at the ready as he advanced inside.

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[Crix Dolan (TL8)]

Well... This is embarrassing. He mused sardonically as superheated plasma flew overhead. The smuggler mentally berated his fast and loose lifestyle quicky vowing repentance provided an escape. Luckily, his teammates were faster than the gods. Crix watched as the mysterious guy he'd met in the clearing appear seemingly from thin air and made two quick shots in succession.

These troopers are dangerously precise. He observed. Carefully standing from his makeshift barrier, the scoundrel rejoined the main party. He couldn't believe there were no cameras as he surveyed the area around them. Devrim's crew took care of the doors and suddenly the smuggler began to realize why surveillance was limited. This monstrosity was heavily fortified, but they got through the doors. Devrim made the initial entry, and Crix followed directly behind.

The path ahead was straight forward as the initial entrance led to a hallway culminating in three trandoshan guards barring their way into the main facility. Cover was limited as they moved into the main corridor. Crix rushed to the left attempting to spread their fire. As he ran, he took aim with his DH-7 and fired off four shots.

His shots tracked across all three enemies starting with the guard furthest from him and ending with the nearest. His first shot slammed into the furthest guard's shoulder spinning the lizard's body to the right, his second shot slammed into the wall between the furthest guard and the middle guard. His third struck home on the middle guard, killing the guard instantly. His fourth shot also landed true producing a brief plume of gore as the guard dropped, lifeless. Only the wounded guard remained.

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[Tycho Draykon]

Tycho will be taking up the back of the group as Devrim made the initial entry, then followed by Crix. The lieutenant stepped in backwards though to watch their backs to make sure that no guards will be coming up from behind the group. The rogue didn't see any as he entered though and so turned back around. As he moved to a bulkhead to use as a makeshift shield, the man observed that there are no cameras. But seeing that the place is a fortress, he can see why there are no cameras. The dungeon is almost like a maze, that is purposely kept somewhat dark. If one was unlucky he or she may get lost then caught if they succeeded on getting inside alone. But the Rebels are coming in as a group, they can watch each others backs as they moved.

Upon entering the new section of the ship, three guards were encountered. Crix managed to kill two of them but the third was simply injured. Injured enough that he was taken out of action but the reptilian was still capable of fighting back even as he laid on the ground. But the guard had other ideas as he moved to get his comm out of his pocket. Tycho raised his rifle to shoot the guard dead before he gets word to the other Trandoshans. But just as he was about to make the shot, the guard got word out to the others in the ship in his own native tongue.


The rebel cursed under his breath when his bolt did finally go through the guard's skull. But it was much too late. The guard got word out and now they will be swarmed by however many guards there are nearby, "Kriff! We are about to have some company guys!" Tycho kicked himself mentally for not killing the guard quicker. Now they will be swarmed by guards.


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[Devrim Wolfe]

The quick action of Crix and Tycho proved to be successful at first, with none of the rebels getting hurt and all three Trandoshans going down almost instantly. However, none of them acted quickly enough to stop one of the hideous lizards from sounding the alarm — they had been made. "We still have a job to do, men," Devrim reminded them all. "Stay alert and don't get shot." Moving forward, they made their way closer to the control center. There they would be able to unlock all the cages and free the Wookiees. While there were plenty of Trandoshans standing guard, there were far more prisoners locked behind bars — and they were angry.

At the end of the corridor, Devrim extracted his Quickdraw and squeezed the trigger once at the panel. It blasted and sparked violently, and the door slid open to reveal the control center for the ship. What met their eyes was the sight of 13 snarling Trandoshan guards, weapons drawn and ready for battle. ♦ "Take cover!" Devrim shouted, hurling himself behind the corner of the doorway to avoid the stream of blasterfire that sped toward them. From his place in cover, the Jedi extracted a frag grenade from his belt, one of two. Priming it and lobbing it into the room, he heard the satisfying screeches of the lizards before it detonated.

Peeking around the corner briefly, he noted that his explosive had slain four of the creatures. ♦ "Nine left," he commented, ducking back as more blaster shots impacted the doorway. "They're approaching the door, we need to take them out before they get too close. They have the advantage up close," the Rebel Commander warned his companions. They needed to act quickly too, before the fighting brought even more of the Trandoshans from the depths of the dungeon ship.

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[Crix Dolan (TL8)]

Crix swore under his breath as the last guard was able to call back up, before being killed. Devrim roused their morale and lead them into the facility. the interior was as ominous as the exterior was foreboding. Wookie's in various limiting contraptions cried out in pain, as they watched the proceedings. Hope was starting to spread among the captive as the rebels continued to push further into the complex. Crix was just behind the commander and was able to react in time with him.

The Scoundrel pulled his secondary blaster and mentally prepared himself for the flurry he was about to unleash. He had a full clip in his R5, and six shots left in the DH-7. Pressing his back to the wall, Crix steeled himself and then bolted across from his position behind Devrim, looking to move to cover on the opposite side of the threshold. Devrim's grenade took out four of the bastards, but they'd recovered from the explosion much faster than they should have. One of the unafflicted spotted Crix and opened fire at the same time as The Smuggler.

The Trandoshan's first bolt slammed into the R5 in his right hand, forcing it from his hand and the lizards second shot slammed into the pauldren of Crix's armor. The Smuggler was spun in the direction of the bolt and sent off balance losing balance, but luckily sliding behind cover before he could be killed. The pain in his shoulder was intense and he cursed the Tandoshan for forcing him to patch his jacket, again...

Then again, if things kept going the way they were, a hole in his jacket would be the least of his worries. The Smuggler felt for the grenades he'd brought. He had a feeling he'd be using these sooner than he'd like...

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[Tycho Draykon]

Tycho was still mentally kicking himself even as Devrim tried to boost their moral. He failed to kill that Trandoshan guard before the reptile called for help. Now they will be surrounded at any minute. And it was his fault. If anyone in the group got hurt, it is his fault. He should have been able to take out that guard.

Now that word had gotten out, the rebels moved on. Tycho wanted to make up for his screw up. So as the group moved, he was on high alert with his finger on the trigger of his rifle. They just needed to get to the control center. However as soon as the door slid open after the Commander blasted the control panel, Tycho counted maybe thirteen guards on the other side of the doorway. As the reptilians started pouring bolts, the Lieutenant ducked behind the rim of the doorway the opposite side of Devrim. He lost track of where Crix went though.

He watched as Devrim chucked a grenade into the room the Trandoshans are in. He pressed himself against the wall as the explosive went off. As soon as it did the man stepped out from his shelter. The criminal fired in the direction that two guards ran off to, taking down both of them. With those shots though the clip currently in his rifle was depleted. So he was forced to seek the safety of the wall so he could eject the current clip and replace it with a new one.

At least this time he didn't screw up. The man slipped the fresh clip in, and was ready for his next offensive move.

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[Devrim Wolfe]

While Tycho took down two more of the Trandoshans, leaving seven left, Crix unfortunately took a few hits from the ugly lizards. They hissed in triumph, but thankfully the rebel wasn't down for the count just yet. Right now, they needed to get the job finished as soon as they could. There were Trandoshans spread out across Kashyyyk, and if they waited any longer then the dungeon ship would draw the attention of reinforcements and further opposition. All that the rebels needed to do was reach the console — they were nearly there and the Wookiees could be freed from their cages. Devrim could sense their emotions, and they were filled with a mix of desperation, nervousness, and exhilaration. Now they just needed to focus that toward the rest of the prison guards — the Wookiees easily outnumbered the Trandoshans.

Stepping into the control room, Devrim commanded his Brylark lightsaber to his hand. Igniting the blade, it bathed the room in emerald light and struck fear into the hearts of the guards. Roars and hisses of fear and outrage escaped the throats of the Trandoshans as they viewed the Jedi. As one, they focused their fire onto the black-clad Jedi. He rushed forward, with the Force on his side, plunging his blade into the chest of one of the beasts. Two more approached, claws and teeth bared to tear flesh and crush bone. One reached out and clamped down onto Devrim's left gauntlet, but with a flick of his wrist the slaver was bisected and the second guard hesitated. Devrim lashed out again and the headless body of the Trandoshan slumped to the ground. ♦

The remaining four beasts, spread out across the room, stayed as best behind cover as they could. Now was the time for Crix and Tycho to act — they were fully focused on Devrim, laying down enough blaster fire to cause him to take cover. "Take them out!" he called out to his companions. "Release the Wookiees!"

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[Crix Dolan (TL8)]

From behind cover, Crix watched as Devrim and Tycho set upon the trandoshans, luckily they had better luck than he did. He tested his shoulder being sure it was fit for combat. Thankfully, everything felt fine. It was sore, but he'd survive. Crix pulled the damaged pauldron off and tossed it to the side. The snap-hiss of a lightsaber coming to life caught his attention, Devrim led the charge and seeing an opportunity Crix followed.

The Smuggler joined his comrade coving his back as they closed in. The Commander laid waste to the mass of lizardmen before him, Tycho took out two, and Devrim only left four. The enemies attention was directly on the Jedi and with obvious reason. Unfortunately, for the remaining lizards, Crix didn't need to get close to kill. Using The Commander as a distraction, The Scoundrel made his way to the enemies flank.

Once in position The Gunslinger sank into the force and stepped out from behind cover, allowing his hands to follow the flow of the force. His DL-7 performed a deadly dance sending four shots toward the remaining opposition. Each shot hit striking home. Four successive plumes of vaporized gore spouted from vital areas on each Trandoshan. Slowly they collapsed each death left a confused expression on their face as they tried to understand what happened. With the four guards down, they'd just have to release the Wookies and their mission would be complete!

"Clear." He said as the force receded from him leaving the Jedi Padawan far more tired than it should have. He made a mental note to ask Devrim for some training tips when they wrapped this up.

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[Tycho Draykon]

As Lieutenant Draykon reloaded his rifle with a fresh clip. Devrim and Crix took out the remaining guards. With the guards out of the way, Tycho shouldered his rifle. Making his way over to the series of control panels that controlled all the functions of the ship. One guard's body was covering the controls, so before the criminal could do anything he had to move the body.

Luckily the controls were not damaged during the fighting and the guards didn't think about sabatoging the system. A tap on the screen and a passcode request came up. Forcing the man to use his old skills to figure out the passcode to unlock the system. The rebel stood there for a second, having to work through the language barrier a little bit. Yes they were briefed on what to expect so he had an idea of what to expect as well as what to do.

After picking his brain apart for a moment the officer typed in what he guessed is the passcode. His heart was pounding hard in his chest as he watched the screen go from red to blue, signalling that the system has been unlocked, "We're in! Going to start releasing the wookies now." He reported to Devrim and Crix as the criminal brought up the system that kept the wookies in their cell or where ever the Trandoshans were keeping the wookies. Luckily for the next step to free the wookies didn't require another passcode. On top of that there was a single button that will not only open all the cells, "Alright! Wookies are free." He said loudly as Tycho pressed the button that opened all the cell doors. The trio will hear the echoing sounds of doors opening and wookies announcing that they are now free with their loud, pleased trills and roars.

The criminal could not help the smile that carved its way onto his face as the echoing cries of the now free wookies rang through the ship loud and clear.

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[Devrim Wolfe]

Without even needing visual or audible confirmation, Devrim could feel the life of the remaining Trandoshan slavers snuffed out as Crix took them out with extreme prejudice. After causing so much pain, anguish, and despair in separating these Wookiees from their families and tribes, they deserved no better. Finally able to catch his breath, Devrim knew that they only had a few minutes before even more of the beasts rushed into the control room from the winding corridors of the crashed Dungeon Ship. Sure enough, Crix sounded the all-clear and the Rebel Commander extinguished his emerald blade, returning it to its hidden spot under his cloak. Devrim realized that he had no expertise with locks other than blasting them, but thankfully Tycho was here to provide those skills.

Expertly cracking the panel, a smile crept up onto the face of the Jedi. The others wouldn't be able to see it, but they would be able to hear it in his voice. "Good work," he complimented his squad and fellow rebels. "I think the Wookiees will take care of any Trandoshans that are still alive on the ship." As if on queue, a cacophony of joyous roars filled the bowels of the ship. The sound of terrified hisses and shrieks were heard for a moment before they were instantly silenced by the freed prisoners. Devrim had never seen the brute force of a Wookiee in combat before, but after witnessing how easily Greybok was able to drunkenly hurl tables at patrons in bars, the Jedi knew there would be little left of the lizard slavers once the prisoners were finished with them.

"Let's head on back to Greybok. I'm sure he'll be more than pleased with our success." Devrim turned to both his companions and placed a hand on a shoulder of each. "The Wookiees will be celebrating tonight. Let's get them home."

Fin​

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