Location: Ithor | Pilgram Staging Site South of the Tree of Life
Timeline: During the Attack on the Tree of Life
Death Enabled | Open to 1 Jedi or indie Agent | 2 Sith of Comperable Powerlevels
The holy week had gone surprisingly well. At first the Ithorians had been axious to allow pilgrams to visit the holy site that has, for the most part, remained hidden from the galexy at large, until recently. A number of Jedi, as arbiters of peace and protectors of the living force, had been requested to act as a security detail for this sacreligious event. It was to be unlike anything ever seen before. Timeline: During the Attack on the Tree of Life
Death Enabled | Open to 1 Jedi or indie Agent | 2 Sith of Comperable Powerlevels
The atmosphere above the floating city that had acted as a staging ground for their small group, deceptively hid the magesty of the large arborial lifeform that acted as a source of the living force that resided on Ithor. Padawan Chi'anti was dressed in simple grey robes, a durasteel chest plate covering her chest over top of the kimono style fold of the robe. A simple belt held her Jedi weapon, a simple saber hanging from her belt's right hip. She wore a Sentinal helmat, which hid her face as she acted as an escort for the Ithorian shuttle that was just returning from depositing a group of pilgrams, eager to pay homage to the life tree that served as an attraction for religious fanatics and tourists alike.
She could see the landing platform in the skycity approaching as she eased up on the control stick of her E-7 Ewing Escort Starfighter. This was one of the many standard equipments the Jedi had deployed in hope of giving a "Show of Force" with their security efforts for the regligious event they were suppose to be protecting. Thought completely armed, there was no intention of using these ships for combat, who would be crazy enough to attack Ithor when it was so heavily defended, Chi'anti thought to herself as her messy brown hair was a mop underneath her helmet. She lowered her rear thrusters to the lowest setting and activated the underbelly repulsors, guiding her ship down onto the landing platform next to the Ithorian Shuttle, which was preparing to realign itself to make another trip down to the planet's surface, to deposit and retrieve more pilgrams and civilians partaking in the tree of life.
Even being this close to such a magnificent wonder of the galexy was, to some extent, theraputic. Chi'anti had felt at peace each time their landing party would approach the surface. She flipped a switch in her cockpit which deployed the landing gear and her ship gently settled on landing deck. She popped open the release hatch on the cockpit and carefully climbed out while a polite crew of Ithorians replaced some of the fuel cells and charged the battery packs to ensure their return trip was fresh. She stood next to her vessel, looking out at the peaceful sight below, as the crew of the shuttle worked to prepare their vessel for their next return trip. This was the way of the Jedi, nothing could go wrong.
In a moment, something felt off, as if the radience of life that emitted from the planet had detected something sinister. A feeling of anxiety twisted at Chi'anti's stomach, as if suddenly something perverse had tainted the pure aura of Ithor. She saw it before the alarm sounded. A number of vessels, ominous in appearance, diving down towards the planet's surface. They hurled towards the surface like vile Gnats, looking to infect the tree of life with malicious sentiments of toxic hate. "What in the worlds?" Chi'anti questioned to herself as suddenly a large Ithorian paw came to rest on her shoulder, followed by a blaring alarm. The Ithorian shuttle crewmember adjusted their translation collar and spoke.
"The Tree is under attack, an evacuation has been ordered, we must return to the surface." The shuttle pilot stated, the calmness of the translation collar's tone was unsettling, but Chi'anti could tell that the situation was much tenser than a simple voice modulator could express. She nodded abruptly and spoke briefly, "we will do what we can, may the force be with you" the mantra like response seemed only comforting to herself as she returned to the cockpit ramp. She was POSITIVE that her collegues on the planet's surface had ordered the retreat. She had not spoken to any of the knights since they had departed with the party of Pilgrims on the planet's surface. The number and quality of their attackers was unknown. The Atmospheric rumble of the floating city let Chi'anti know that this was no cruel joke. They were under attack.
She closed the hatch on her cockpit and activated the airlock. Turning on the ventilation life support systems, she ran through a preflight check. Her R7 model astromech left standby mode and began assisting with the preflight check. She activated her comms array, linking up with the other starships in their column that would be making the return trip to the surface.
"call in to all evacuation taskforce vessels, status on all pre lift checks and assignment of all callsigns, we've got some civilians that need exfiltration from the surface." She called over the intercomm as the shuttle's engine's beside her E-Wing began to ignite as they were preparing to take off. They had no idea what they were expecting. She watched, out of the platform's bay port, as numberous dropships filled with feelings of the darkside descended upon the planet's surface. All she could do is watch on helplessly as she finished preparing for launch. Lives were being exterminated, but she would do everything she could to mitigate the damage.
OOC: This is initially starting just above the atmosphere in a floating city. Indie pilots who have been invited to work as Taxi shuttles from the cities down to the surface may partake! This will be a hybrid Fighter / Ground interaction with the goal being to evacuate as many civilians as possible. Sith may start on the surface or in a vessel. Lets add to the depth of this invasion!
\\Starship Vessel used is a E-7 E-Wing Escort Ship, which is standard Inventory for the Jedi, the Ithorian Shuttle is comperable to any regular dropship\\
