- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
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Vrael frowned as looked down on the newly conquered jungle world. The viewport of the bridge ensured that the world was well in view below him, green as could be. When he'd first acquired it, he'd considered it a waste of effort almost. Not only had one of his more...unique acolytes fallen in the effort, but another had been captured as well. That didn't even begin to cover the lost assets in the other efforts, just the final elimination of the world leader. And it was only a single ball of dirt on the edge of the Republica, a world of no particular importance or tactical value. Yet, here he was basing an entire attack on it being under his control. How times had changed, that he would base such an operation on a no name world like Null. What a shame he would never be able to reward the ambitious Ewok for its acquisition. @Lucid
A beeping alert sounded behind him, and he turned to peruse the bustling bridge crew. He directed his gaze to one of the tactical displays and looked over the new readouts. Ah, another of the fleet vessels had just arrived, an Asperse Class Cruiser this time. Right on cue, a holographic feed popped up, one of his Lords appearing into view to check in. Vrael nodded and waved his way through the brief conversation, his focus simply directed elsewhere at the moment. Eventually he was done, and Vrael was free to return himself to the viewport, watching idly as the new vessel drifted into position with the others. It wasn't the first and it wouldn't be the last, a small squad of starfighters suddenly dropping into view as well.
He himself was at the center of the assembling fleet, standing tall in a Panopticon-class Command Frigate. He was also at the center of a nexus of pure power, the force presences from the congregating Sith constantly washing over him. It was no substitute for the sweet darkness of Korriban, but it was good enough to relieve the tension in his limbs. This was very crucial time. The missions within Republica space were all underway, the literal backbone of this operation. At the same time Varyn Rask up to his own schemes, trying to live up to his probationary ranking lest it killed him first.
Vrael just shook his head and returned to the commanders chair, glaring a hole through the control panels as he waited. He wished he could have more confidence in his Sith, he really did. The teams he'd sent had been well prepared and more than ready for their tasks, but nothing was clear cut or easy anymore. He would just have to trust in the force, and in the will of the dark side, to see things through. He cast an idle glance towards the monitoring equipment, the displays showing the multitudes of soldiers walking the halls. Sith had been positively pouring in for some time now, to his command ship and others. How were they taking this gathering?
Open to all OE Sith, provided you aren't participating in missions 2,3,4. Feel free to treat this as a social thread of sorts for the moment and mingle with other Sith! Also, while your more than welcome to dictate your arrival, keep your ship choices within reason please. No acolytes commandeering corvettes or frigates.