Saga of Shadows, Episode I: The Rising Shadow

[Lirreka]

Dramatis Personae

Name: Kaanyr Vhok
Species: Human
Gender: Male
Height: 6’4”
Weight: 230 lbs.
Hair: Dark Red
Eyes: One green, one white
Homeworld: Coruscant

History: Kaanyr Vhok was raised in an Imperial orphanage on Coruscant. He never knew his parents or family and didn’t care if he did. He was a true child of the system in that he had no gentleness about him. He would have grown into another thug in the lower section of Coruscant had it not been for an encounter with the Infamous Lord Vader. Being fearless to the point of stupidity Kaanyr tried to steal from Vader’s belt pouch only to be caught. The rest of the urchins that put him up to it scattered but Kaanyr did not try to run. He stood there face to face with the man that made Generals and Admirals tremble yet he did not shake with fear. This did not pass by Vader’s notice. Without a word Vader’s guards took the boy to the Emperor and as Vader saw in the boy so too did the Emperor see the potential for a lethal fearless minion. Kaanyr was placed in a rigorous training program and eventually earned a place in the Imperial Guard. His loyalty to both Lord Vader and Emperor Palpatine is matched only by his drive to excel in their service. He has slain more then one Guardsman that failed to fulfill the Emperor’s desires. Though he has felt the death of Palpatine he continues to serve the fallen Emperor Ideals with steadfast devotion.

Name: Admiral Idiri Sharr
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 160 lbs.
Hair: black
Eyes: blue
Homeworld: Corellia

History: A veritable prodgy in the Flight academy, Idiri was destined for command. Her strong personality and a stygian grasp of tactics made her one of the youngest captains in Imperial history. Her dedication to the Emperor's ideals also played an important part in her rise to power. When word of the Emperor's demise reached the core worlds she was one of the few that called for unity among the Admirals and Governers and grew disgusted at their factuous infighting. Now she struggles to weld together the fragments of the Imperial Navies and find some stronghold with which to build up their strength to fight the growing rebellion. Her flagship, Fist of Empire is a Super Star Destroyer similiar to Lord Vader's Executor serves as her moble headquarters and her fleet grows daily as the charismatic Admiral convinces other admirals and even Moffs to follow her lead.

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In a galaxy far, far away...

<div align="center">EPISODE I: The Rising Shadow</span></div>
<div align="center">The Death of both the Emperor and his Apprentice, Darth Vader shook the Empire to its very foundation. Systems once loyal to the Emperor rebelled just as soon as news of his death reached them. The Moffs and Imperial Governers struggled to hold the empire together but without the strong will and personality of Emperor Palpatine to weld them together infighting brought down as many Imperial strongholds as Rebel attacks. ADMIRAL IDIRI SHARR, works to weave together a fleet of the fractured and broken Imperial forces to provide some form of resistance to the strenghtening Rebellion so the Imperial loyalists can find a Stronghold, a bastion from which to rebuild the glorious Empire. In her travels she encounters KAANYR VOKK, a member of the Emperor's own guard, the Imperial Crimson Guard and he too joins her in her quest to save the Empire but he has ulterior motives, following a vision he received he seeks the Shadowed One, one destined to rebirth the power of the Darkside... The Sith may be no more but Evil never dies...</div>

*** The Ventral surface of the massive Fist of Empire soars majestically into view over the shimmering blue orb that is Jagga Two. From it's forward hatch a Lambda class shuttle descends, its wings snapping into place as it makes course for the surface of this sparsely populated world. Four Tie-interceptors also descend acting as vanguard for the shuttle. These are perilous times afterall. Aboard the shuttle the austere form of Admiral Sharr can be seen as she watches the planetary surface swell in the forward viewport, her arms crossed over her chest. The shuttle with its escorts enter the atmosphere descending to one of the few settlements. The tendrils of smoke can be seen long before the buildings come into view. A squad of stormtroopers are on mop-up detail killing off the rest of the defenders. The Shuttle ignores these hot spots instead flying to the older section of the settlement where a red Tie-intersceptor sits in one corner of the pock-marked plaza.

Without a verbal order from the Admiral the Shuttle comes in for a landing in that plaza as well. Soon the hiss of hydralics can be heard as the Admiral is first off the ramp, her personal guards wearing sleek black armor of finer quality then stormtrooper gear following in her wake. She walks towards the ancient temple-like edifice, the two stormtroopers standing on either side of the blaster-shattered doors snap to attention as she walks by paying them no mind. A hint as to the anger seething within her. She arrives in the basement structure of the building, there crouched on his haunches is the source of her ire, Kaanyr Vokk. In his hand is an ancient data view, an equally ancient crystal stuck into one end of it.

"Is this what you waste men on?" the disdain in her tone bordered on outright anger. "Securing new worthless bits of antiquated data that some custodian forgot to get rid of? I am growing tired of your constant sidetreks to obscure backwater planets, Vokk, you may very well be a Crimson Guardsman but your usefulness to me and my cause is far outweighed by your preoccupation for esoteric wastril!"

The man in red armor did not rise nor even turn his head. This only served to infuriate her further. A near unseen gesture to her guards causted them to bring their blaster rifles up and the chargers activated with a very audible hum. He didn't look nor did he rise but the man in red armor did gesture and the rifles leapt from the hands of her guards to clatter to the floor in front of him. Only then did he rise and look at her. His one white eye always disconcerting but now it fairly glowed. He handed her the old data slate.

<span style="color:red">"This record, this bit of wastril is the key. It speaks of a birth, a Girl child born with a birthmark, a red cresent moon shape on her lower back, just over her spine. This is the one... Any deaths to achieve this knowledge was worth it."

He walked past her without another word leaving her to fume. She looked at the slate reading the midwife's record. She didn't know what angered her more, the loss of men she truly couldn't afford to lose or the fact he had been right all along. Though angry she wasn't so foolish as to destroy the crystal, she looked at her guardsmen. They gathered up their weapons and followed her out of the archives.***

 

[Lillianne Crasse]

Name: Aine Caireach
Age: 27
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 138 lbs
Hair: Violet (originally blonde)
Eyes: Violet
Home World: Nar Shaddaa
Faction: Dark Jedi
Rank: Master of the Dark Arts

Bio: Aine originally was sold into slavery as a child to one of the Hutts to pay off a debt her father had incurred. Forced to live the life of a dancer and waitress at one of the local cantinas, she knew she had to escape. It was only when Luke Skywalker had come to Nar Shaddaa that she believed she finally had her chance. Insisting on serving his table, she knelt down and spoke to him asking if the rumors were true. When he confirmed it, she asked for his help to get her out of slavery. How this was accomplished she was never told, but later that week, she found herself a free woman. On their journey away from Nar Shaddaa, Luke approached her about her abilities and strange happenings she might have witnessed as she grew up. Aine found it peculiar that this man could know so much about her when he had only met her. Not long after that conversation, she found herself soon learning the ways of the Force from Luke's hand. Slowly, he had gathered more and more students. It was then she met and became friends with Kael. During one of the missions when investigating a disturbance in the Force, Luke and his party (including Aine) ran into several persons who were able to use the Force, but in another way she hadn't seen before. She was intrigued by their power. During the battle, Luke and the other students began to be pushed back. Aine had somehow been separated from the group. All attempts she made to make her way back towards them were dashed. When faced with the decision to save her or save the other students, Luke had led the other students out to safety. She was abandoned to these persons. The long nights of torture and taunting began to eat away at her. Soon, she found herself denying all of the Jedi ways and embracing another path....the path of the fallen ones...the Dark Jedi.

Jedi Aine

Dark Jedi Aine

*Aine stood in the entrance of the cavern as the rain pelted the ground and the sky rumbled with vicious lightning and thunder. The weather fit her mood perfectly as she glanced across the foilage of Yavin IV. The cavern once was the home to a species of spiderlike creatures with deadly venom. She had slaughtered every one of them and taken this cave as a temporary base. Using the tools she obtained illegally at Nar Shaddaa, she had constructed some poisonous darts to aide her. Soon she would face Skywalker and make him pay for leaving her behind. None had come for her after he ordered them to flee. She had suffered at the hand of the Dark Jedi cult with no hopes of being saved. It was her hatred that helped her to survive and her hatred that drove her now. She would make him pay.*

 

[Lirreka]

***Two battered Star Destroyers, one trailing smoke moved passed the port side of the Fist of Empire while on the bridge Admiral Sharr received the report.

"...The engineers say it will take two days to repair the damage to the hyperdrive. Until then its top speed is barely twice lightspeed. Considering the amount of gasses the ship is leakin the Republic-" the Admiral cut him off.

"Rebels! They are outlaws and rebels. Nothing more. Send out a wing of tie fighters to far picket position along our flanks. I want warning should the Rebels follow the trail. That is all."

She walked along the bridge only slightly annoyed at the Captain's slip. She refused to accept the rebellion as being anything more then that. True it had been almost ten years but she still refused to accept them as the New Republic. The hiss of pneumatic doors drew her attention. She forced a frown from her face as red armored form of Kaanyr Vokk filled her view.

"Here..." he handed her a datapad.

"What's this?" she asked looking at the pad and seeing coordinates.

"It's a world that will suffice for your needs. It's in the Braxtan Sector. It's already heavily fortified and in Imperial hands. I found it listed in the Master's personal logs. You will be able to rebuild there."

"How long have you known of this world?" She looked up from the pad.

"A short time. Translating the Master's logs is not an easy thing and must be done carefully to avoid corrupting the files. I will be taking a shuttle." He turned to leave.

"A shuttle? why not your interceptor?"

"It only seats one. I will be bringing back a passenger... The Shadowed One." He left the bridge without another word.

She sighed. The timing of this discovered world was no accident. With this information in her hands she had no alternative but let him go about his business when otherwise she'd deny him the shuttle. He always had another reason for everything he did. He was her ally but only when he too gained something. She put it asside and turned to give orders to the navigator. She had the tall ship but now she had a star to sail her by.***

 

[Lillianne Crasse]

*She makes her way through the jungle quietly. Aine wasn't able to feel the presence of Luke Skywalker, but she knew someone within those walls knew where he was....and if he was on the planet, he would run to save his precious students. Her thoughts had gotten away from her as she barely stepped back in time to avoid falling into the rocky river below. Cursing at her own distractions, she looked up and down the riverbank looking for some way to cross it. The bank was too steep to jump on her own and she dared not use the Force yet and alarm the others inside. Her lightsaber's purple blade ignited giving off a pinkish glow to all around her. Clenching her jaw, she pulled the lightsaber back and swung mightily toward the tree trunk in front of her. The lightsaber cut through the bark with ease as it fell across the river. Smiling at how easy this was so far, she disengaged the blade and clipped it to her belt. Balancing her way across the slender trunk, she was that much closer to her goal. Even from a distance the rising of the ancient Massassi Temple could be seen over the tops of the trees. Once across, she took off at a run towards it. There would be guards outside, but she could handle them. Her cockiness always was considered a flaw by her former master. Luke warned her that confidence was good to have but not to the point of it blinding her. She couldn't wait to see the look on his face when she confronted him on his failings as a Jedi.*