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- Apollyon
- Joined
- Jun 24, 2023
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Many of their kind had gone off to raid the Wookiees in their villages. The slaughter of barely sentient living carpets echoed through the force to J’aver, they relished in their suffering. But J’aver hadn’t come to this world to hunt the locals, they had come for worthy prey. While many Jedi had spread across the world to defend the weak and worthless, the greatest among them had stayed, to defend their bastion on Kashyyyk. J’aver felt warriors worth of their attentions there.
Dozens Sith moved through the underbrush of the trees on the approach to the temple grounds. They moved not in coordinated squads, rather in loosely concerted hunting packs. Each member less a wolf concerned about the whole pack and more lone predators temporarily working together to wound larger prey. This suited J’aver perfectly, none of their compatriots mattered to them. The other Sith were all ultimately expendable in pursuit of their own goal, killing as many Jedi Knights and Padawans as possible.
A chime echoed in J’aver’s ear as a sultry voice echoed over a closed comm in their helmet.
“Kill as many Knights and Padawans as you crave.” The feminine voice began. “But do not lose sight of our goals.” The Sith Master overseeing this ‘operation’ hissed. “Do not kill the younglings, they are to be captured and taken with us.” She reminded the Champions who enacted her will.
J’aver’s eyes rolled before they hissed in annoyance. Butchery wouldn’t reign supreme on this day it seemed.
Moments later the Jedi, already dealing with Hapan foot soldiers attempting to storm their compounds would see another insidious threat as it broke through the forest line. Figures armored or robed in black, crimson sabers in their tightened grasp, the Sith had come for their revenge.
Moments later, the Sith would charge the steps of the temple, J’aver amongst them. Murderlust sang in their mind, finally their bloodthirst would be sated and their passion fulfilled.
Open pvp capped at 3v3 for both sides.
Dozens Sith moved through the underbrush of the trees on the approach to the temple grounds. They moved not in coordinated squads, rather in loosely concerted hunting packs. Each member less a wolf concerned about the whole pack and more lone predators temporarily working together to wound larger prey. This suited J’aver perfectly, none of their compatriots mattered to them. The other Sith were all ultimately expendable in pursuit of their own goal, killing as many Jedi Knights and Padawans as possible.
A chime echoed in J’aver’s ear as a sultry voice echoed over a closed comm in their helmet.
“Kill as many Knights and Padawans as you crave.” The feminine voice began. “But do not lose sight of our goals.” The Sith Master overseeing this ‘operation’ hissed. “Do not kill the younglings, they are to be captured and taken with us.” She reminded the Champions who enacted her will.
J’aver’s eyes rolled before they hissed in annoyance. Butchery wouldn’t reign supreme on this day it seemed.
Moments later the Jedi, already dealing with Hapan foot soldiers attempting to storm their compounds would see another insidious threat as it broke through the forest line. Figures armored or robed in black, crimson sabers in their tightened grasp, the Sith had come for their revenge.
Moments later, the Sith would charge the steps of the temple, J’aver amongst them. Murderlust sang in their mind, finally their bloodthirst would be sated and their passion fulfilled.
Open pvp capped at 3v3 for both sides.