Troiken was feeling less and less like a home to Param. Granted, despite what many thought she wasn’t the ruler of Troiken. Troiken was a self-governing planet loosely ruled by the Sith. Most of what wasn’t taken by the Hutts was sent to the Order from the spice mines. Only a fraction was skimmed off the top for Param’s own uses, but it was enough to buy a few… goodies.
Param stood in her black, urban outfit in the middle of enough mercenaries to storm a capital. Z98 starfighters and Justifier patrol craft surrounded the shuttles. The good news for them all was they were in fact storming a capital. That capital was the island Param had previously tried to take as an Acolyte but failed on Vaynai. Now would be different.
Disguised as an anti-crime vigilante group, paperwork and IDs for everyone, they were going to land peacefully on Vaynai. Their targets were only the crime families that ran each island, nothing more. And for that, Param’s mercenary band was briefed on the stakes and the consequences of failure. They’d been training for over a week for this mission, and because of Param’s last visit, they had exact schematics up until the capital manor to be able to silently murder their way to the governor himself.
There was just one missing link. A newly minted Sith Master, and one of the original Sith Param had ever known. She had called Cyu to Troiken to catch up, mentioning to bring something easy to fight in. They would catch up on the way to Vaynai, take Vaynai for the Sith, and present a new resort world with four armed masseuses to the Dark Lord herself. Of course, Param had plans for the seaweed and it’s hallucinogenic and healing properties.
Param stood in her black, urban outfit in the middle of enough mercenaries to storm a capital. Z98 starfighters and Justifier patrol craft surrounded the shuttles. The good news for them all was they were in fact storming a capital. That capital was the island Param had previously tried to take as an Acolyte but failed on Vaynai. Now would be different.
Disguised as an anti-crime vigilante group, paperwork and IDs for everyone, they were going to land peacefully on Vaynai. Their targets were only the crime families that ran each island, nothing more. And for that, Param’s mercenary band was briefed on the stakes and the consequences of failure. They’d been training for over a week for this mission, and because of Param’s last visit, they had exact schematics up until the capital manor to be able to silently murder their way to the governor himself.
There was just one missing link. A newly minted Sith Master, and one of the original Sith Param had ever known. She had called Cyu to Troiken to catch up, mentioning to bring something easy to fight in. They would catch up on the way to Vaynai, take Vaynai for the Sith, and present a new resort world with four armed masseuses to the Dark Lord herself. Of course, Param had plans for the seaweed and it’s hallucinogenic and healing properties.
@Xorism