Stellar_Magic

OOC: I think you were thinking proxemity mines, these things track your ship and fire medium Plasma Blasts, ouch. The YT-2400 flashed as a brilliant gold blast from one of the mines hit its rear shields and penetrated blasting into the engine compartment. The center of the engine's exhaust flickered and a shower of sparks shot up and down from the ship's disk. The two remaining mines kicked on their engines and raced into pursuit, another fired and caught the YT-2400's tube between the saucer and the bridge nearly severing it. A blast from the dorsal gun battery destroyed the mine which detonated in a blinding flash. The shockwave rippled across the side of one of the Xityar transports which had entered the fight. It's shields shimmered under the heat and shock then failed. The wave rippled across the ship ripping plates free and throwing them like missles. A voice fo shock cut across the comm, "Jade Skimmer come, in damage report!" Then the ship broke at its center spilling both pieces toward the planet where they hit and detonated. Three of the X-wings that had entered the fight had died at the same moment and another one hurtled after the final mine its lasers blaze. A blast caught it dead center destroying both the X-wing and the mine. The shockwave ripped into the Outrider II ripping apart what remained of the sublight drive. Seryk heard Dash yell across the comm, barely audible over the whistling of air streaming through the hulled collar of the bridge, "We're toast I'm setting us down!" "Negative, you've got about a klick to go, we can hold off the fighters that long!" Jacen's voice flooded the channel and Seryk grimaced, so close. "Roger that, keep those sithscum at bay and I'll see how far I can get." * * * Seryk sighed as she broke away fromt he fight, "Malice, Tuvax, they're almost to the Savla, we're out of time!"

OOC: My pleasure... "Two, Three engage those E-wings, Four, you're with me, attack pattern Theta Claw," Shren smiled as she watched the two Raporan fighter's break formations and hurtle toward the distant E-wings. Between the fighters and behind the Jedi was the bulky hulk of an aging YT-2400, "Alright Four, we're taking on the frieghter, weapons to full!" The E-wings saw the flight coming and broke formation as the Rapora shot past the Jedi, ignoring them. A dual burst of plasma fire bracketed one of the E-wings ripping its starboard s-foil free and sending it spiraling into the ground. The second fighter only slightly luckier caught a glancing blast which charred through one of the engines. The pilot ejected, his couch shooting clear of the cockpit and into space. Shren dropped below the YT-2400 and fired a plasma blast that flashed into the ventral shields, some bits penetrating to scald the hull, then she was past looping up to come back down on her target. At that moment four criss crossed mere meters from her and broke in a mirror image of her attack. * * * Seryk hissed as the Rapora fighters broke toward him, "Here they come!" He bit his lip as he swiveled the laser cannons into line with one of the fighters, "Looks like they're not carrying Plasma bombs." "Thats an encouraging thought," Dash Rendar called from the cockpit. "In range!" Seryk growled and thumbed down on the trigger sending a barrage of brilliant red laser blasts at the target. The fighter broke off and suddenly collided with a ball of orange plasma from the Sekotan Skip as it moved to cover for them, "Nice shooting!" "Thanks, Outrider, be advised, we've got a number of Raporan mines up ahead, looks like three of them." Dash came back through the com, "Roger, I've picked them up, three mines shooting up from Beggar's Canyon." "This is Admun Spice to Outrider, where do you want us?" Another voice slid through the com. "Whats your force composition Spice?" A slight bemused tone entered the woman's voice that had spoken, "We've got a squadron of modified T-65Cs and three Xityar Transports." Anakin's voice entered the comm, "We could use you, cut across Outrider's vector. Catch those fighters in a crossfire." "Roger that, on our way." Jacen Solo's voice echoed across the com, "Outrider, thirty seconds to the mines." Seryk smiled, "We're ready."

Anakin is leading Jacen to the Rapora and you're all following him. No I'm not a trained artist, the image is a digital composite of about twenty different images. Took me about half an hour.

General Fel...without the eyepatch, dough! forgot the eyepatch. Um, you think I could fit everyone in the picture? I don't even have Darth Tuvax, Malice, or Admiral Oreton in the picture. Most of the people are the extremely Primary Characters, the Timeless One, Luke and Mara, Athien or Shren (Take your pick), Grand Admiral Thrawn, and a Rapora Warrior (Just so it had one on it.) There are a number of UDA ships above the planet at the bottom.

If it has anything to do with the Star Forge...you've made a big mistake. Possibilities: A top secret hidden fleet, similar to the UDA. A cloning facility A superweapon of some type A research station for more advanced technology. Oh and I'm thinking of adding this to my signature: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v436/StellarMagic01/RaporaWars.jpg

No its not over, just go ahead and post

Jacen slid his X-wing behind the Sekotan Skip as its pilot expertly slid through the desolate canyon walls, ahead a large cave loomed. Without pausing or slowing in the least the skip shot into the darkness and Jacen felt fear begin to creep in as he followed into the darkness. Ahead he saw in the dim light the skip slow, then stop before descending to the craggy surface of the cave. Jacen managed to bring his fighter to hover and land beside the organic vessel. As his fighter touched down Jacen hurridly powered down and popped the cockpit hatch. The other pilot was already outside his craft, his hands crossed in front of him, and a slight smile slidding across his face, "Your piloting skills are much like those of your father." "Jaina is better," Jacen answered clambering out of the cockpit. The man nodded, "I haven't seen her fly, though news of her accomplishments has spread quite far, as have your own." Jacen shrugged, "I just did what I felt was right." The man's face seemed to darken slightly from the words, "Yes, for some that works I suppose." He smiled slightly, "It's been awhile since I piloted through this cave, and last time it was in a pod racer, fortunately nothing's changed since then." Jacen studied the cloaked man, "So who are you?" The man sighed and sat on one of the rocky outcroppings which littered the cavern, "Millenia ago, a Sith made a prophecy, one which was handed down by word of mouth for thousands of years, even the Jedi learned of it, but none of them knew its full nature. Just over fifty years ago the Jedi Council thought the prophecy was coming true, they found me, a boy born fatherless with a sheer strength in the force that was beyond all comparison. A boy called Anakin Skywalker." Jacen felt his nerves tighten, "It's impossible." "Luke thought the same thing when I told him, he didn't say it persay, but he did think it." Anakin slowly sighed, "The force is full of mysteries and enigmas, and as you have found, it has a will of its own, but it is a will divided like the polar ends of all sentient psyche, logic and reason against emotion and passion. The so called light and dark sides of the force, and each can work against the other, creating and destroying, guiding and nurturing, as each feels best." He paused, "And each can create a being in its own image, or as an image of the force as a whole." Anakin slowly seemed to tire, "There is more I must tell you, more that must be explained, but there is no time. The Rapora have captured your uncle, my son, and are preparing to leave the system with them." He stood and closed his eyes, "In two minutes three craft will fly over this region, join up with them, I'll lead you to the Rapora, we have no choice but to attempt a rescue." "I'll be ready," Jacen answered as his brain struggled to grasp the enormity of what had been said, suddenly the universe and the force seemed to have been tipped upside down.

Yeah, they're approxamently 1.5 km in length

Fortunately for you, I went on something of a Schematics binge... Ask and you shall recieve http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v436/StellarMagic01/KarLurPageSmall.jpg

What would be really cool is if we could do a Rapora Wars fan film, alas I'm no modeler nor do I have the programs for such an endeavor.

Um, what just happened? Is Ioor really dead or what? http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v436/StellarMagic01/RaporanFleet.jpg Oh and here's an image I just made, it shows two Kar Lurs and a number of Drefma class Corvettes.

Jacen felt eyes upon him as he eased the starfighter through the atmosphere. There below him Jacen saw the curving shape of a Sekotan ship rising swiftly to his altitude. His comm board crackled, "Jacen Solo, your Uncle and his family have been captured by the Rapora." Jacen felt his pulse quicken as he heard the voice an echo from a vision he'd held tightly to during the Vong invasion, "Who are you?" "It doesn't matter, you must know they're expecting you, follow me and I'll explain everything." * * * Luke felt the clawed hands of the Rapora lift him from the floor. He was thrown into the tiny cell with Mara and Ben. The Rapora warrior which had brought them there stepped back as Shren entered the chamber, flanked by Malice and Tuvax, "You gave us quite a chase." Mara smiled, "And we will again, you didn't catch the Mandalorians or Anakin. They'll spring us." Shren's head flashed to Mara as though she'd been slapped, "So the rumors were true. Anakin Skywalker is very much alive." Darth Malice gnashed his teeth in anger and frustration, "What does it matter." "It changes everything, don't you know what this means, the prophecy is coming true," Shren turned to Luke, "At least we have a bargaining chip with him." "Do you really think it will be enough? We should return to Raporan space immediately with our prize," Darth Malice answered. He glanced around the chamber, "No one is worth this much trouble." * * * The Advisory Council sat in full session, only a few of the chairs were empty, and the majority of these was occupied by a hologram. All except one. Luke Skywalkers seat remained painfully empty, and Cal found that his heart slowed every time he saw it. He still hoped that Luke would return, but with each passing day, the odds of it became less likely. Admiral Kre'Fey sighed as he finished giving his report and tossed the datapad to the table top, "There it is, in the last week the Rapora have effectively knocked the Empire out of the War." The melancohly mood of the gather was increased by the silent acceptance of his words. Slowly Admiral Kre'Fey sat back in his seat as an usher slipped in, "Councilors, Admiral Evahe has arrived." Cal sighed, "Send him in."

OOC: Double bladed, he'd be down to one blade, remember the Phantom Menace. (We should have posted in the OOC part).

Malice heard laughter, irksome, familiar laughter coming from his commlink, "Do you want me to save you now Malice?" Shren's mocking tone filled the air and was instantly replaced by a horrendous explosion. Slave VI began to fold in upon itself, smoke pouring from its innards as they liquified. Then with a ghout of flame it bulged outward and detonated. Boba Fett was thrown into the air like a rag doll, his seemingly limp form tumbled through the air and slammed into the hardpan. Boba groaned as he hit, obviously alive, and just as obviously hurting. The shockwave pitched Seryk forward, seeing his opportunity Malice thrust his blade upward gouging a pit in the side of the Mandalorian helmet. Seryk rolled back to his feet a blaster in one hand as Malice struck with his lightsaber, suddenly the aged blade in Seryk's hand flickered once and went out as Malice's saber crackled along it. The lightsaber's power pack went out, leaving it nothing more useful then a metal baton. Luke leapt back away from Tuvax as the Rapora leapt to his feet. He twirled his lightaber and suddenly rolled backwards. As Luke turned back toward them he saw a Rapora smash the back end of its rifle into Mara's shoulder. A pulse of brilliant blue electricity rocketed through her nerves, shorting her lightsaber and dropping her to her knees. Smoke wafted up from her shoulder as Ben dived down to grab the lightsaber from the ground but the blade clattered away from hima nd leapt up into Tuvax'soutstretched hand. Then he lit his own blade bringing it level to Ben and Mara's throat, "Surrender Jeedai!" Luke felt his knees go, week his nerves fray and his lightsaber roll from his hand and onto the floor. He knew then that he had been defeated. As he stumbled to his knees Boba lit his backpack and roared off. As he did Seryk heard a comm call in his ear, "There's nothing you can do, we have to leave." Seryk, his own spirits just as defeated as Skywalker keyed his own jetpack and shot away from the engagement, knowing the enormity of the defeat which had just happened to the Skywalkers. * * * High above Tatooine an X-wing winked into existance. In its cockpit Jacen Solo felt a feeling of anguish and despair wash over him. He recognized its source, his uncle and aunt. Now glancing down at the sensors he saw that Tatooine was surrounded by Rapora mines. Grimacing he keyed his holocom, "Jacen Solo to GFFA command, Tatooine has been mined by the Rapora, I'll try and make my way down there, but it will be hard." * * * Shren smiled as she saw the X-wing on her displays, "Well hello." She touched a panel on her comm, "Raporan Mines deactivate, lets let young Solo into our parlor." Smiling to herself she thought, my master will be pleased.

I'm planing on having the Skywalkers get captured after the lightsaber duel, Seryk and Boba will take off with their jetpacks, and Shren will destroy Slave VI? IV? I can't rememeber which one Boba would be on by now. The Skywalkers would escape soon enough with the help of the Mandalorians, and Jacen Solo, who should be arriving pretty soon at Tatooine. (It wouldn't take a genius to figure out thats where they went.) I think Thrawn will be rather, disheartened with the results from the last engagement. Now the Rapora will slow down, to replace the losses they've suffered and start to build vessels from the remains of the target worlds. By now there should be two Raporan Replicators and after Bastion and Yaga Minor, they'll have the materials to build two more. The Rapora will also launch a number of small raids into both Imperial and Alliance space. This should give you fleet weenies the opportunity to reedem yourselfs. Especially Mad, I'm thinking about having it so the Advisory council give you a rather thorough dressing down and maybe a demotion. (Of course if you won a victory against the Rapora your rank would immediately return to General.)

Well, the UDA is about to break through the enemies right flank with most of your ships in behind. As the Rapora formation breaks apart destroy as many enemies as possible, but remember you'll need to really get numerical superiority at the enemy you're engaging, or you'll be wiped out. Just look at what the imps started to do to get kills on the Kar Lurs...

The Timeless One smiled as the enemy manuevered against his force. They'd caught him by surprise at first, but now, he knew what they were planning. Slowly he keyed the holocomm, "Resurrector Task Force, change entry jump to be polar insertion, jump in five minutes, General Verah jump your ships along the original entry vector, we want to spring a trap upon them." He smiled, the Vagaari would be slaughtered to be certain, but that was what they were for. Already he could see the planetary defense fleet of ships moving to the exit point, "All forces, disengage and redirect on the following bearing..." The Alliance and UDA caught by surprise began to manuever to follow but it would take a moment before they could rengage. Ahead the Viscount had moved into the Imperial formation to help beef up the force. With a flash the Vagaari entered the system in the middle of the imperial fleet. They were torn apart by a enormous volley of weapons fire. Slowly he sent out specific orders to the rest of his fleet organizing the attack on the massive force as they were distracted by the Vagaari. Then he turned his attention to the Viscount and Super Star Destroyers, they did make a threat to his ships, but he knew they're capabilities, and had a plan to deal with them. Slowly he turned to a commander's hologram, "Commander Verask activate your gravity well projectors, Commander Askra jump on the following bearing." The Kar Lur Cruiser which lay below the Super Star Destroyer rolled slowly to bring its guns to bear on the threat. A brilliant flash of plasma shot through the shields and blazed through the hull and continued on into space as one of the super cannons fired. Large pieces of melted structure tore free of the Super Star Destroyer. Then above the ship a second Kar Lur Cruiser flashed into position from another part of the engagement, its dorsal surface pointed down toward the superstructure of the star destroyer. With a brilliant flash two plasma blasts shot through the upper shields. The first blew off the port half of the command deck and penetrated on rupturing one of the reactors. The second blasted through the main structure and released secondary explosions throughout the hanger. Slowly the monolithic ship began to break up as the reactors cooked off within her hull, one after another. The Timeless One smiled as another Imperial II Star Destroyer fell victim to a volley of plasma bombs from one of his squadrons. The ship detonated sending enormous hunks of debris throughout the area. The second Super Star Destroyer now opened up a enormous volley upon one of the Kar Lur Cruisers, Cycle of Violence. The volley glanced off the ship's shields as a pair of Savla class cruisers barreled past it. The ships dropped lower and shot across the hull of the Super Star Destroyer, their weapons flashing against her shields and evaporating armor plating. From their rear twelve mines dropped toward the Super Star Destroyer. They wheeled in space and opened fire, ripping through the hull plating, cutting across control lines leaving a crater in the ships forward the size of a Victory Star Destroyer. Then a full wing of Raporan ships dropped in behind the attack and launched plasma bombs. The detonations that flashed infinitely brighter then the sun of the system blow apart the ships bow totally removing roughly a quarter of its combat power. A pair of Imperial II Star Destroyers, Sentinel and Dormant Warrior, turned toward the Kar Lur Cruiser, Cycle of Violence, and opened up with their weapons. Suddenly stabbing through their formation, as the Kar Lur's shields failed and ion blasts shot across her hull, a dreadnaught rocketed into the cruiser destroying both vessels. As the Kar Lur Cruiser died another Kar Lur slid between the two Imperial ships and fired its uper cannons into the ships. One blast ripped through the solar ionization reactor of the Dormant Warrior disabling the vessel while another blast ripped through the engine compartment of the Sentinel. As both ships seemed doomed a Guardian Class Star Destroyer drove toward the Kar Lur, it's heavy plasma missile launchers flashing a brilliant stream of deadly projectiles at the enemy, the Kar Lur rolled holding off the initial blows on the port, then dorsal shields, but as the dorsal shields failed three missiles lanced into the ship detonating and breaking it apart at the vessel's centerline. * * * Onboard the Freedom of Thought Commodore winced at the sight of the battered Super Star Destroyer, Virute of Obiediance, "Admiral Oreton, report!" "I'm still here Athien, we're evacuating the ship, apparently they figured out our strategy." Another voice cut intot he transmission, "Admiral its thick around there, we'll have to drill you a hole to get through." "Thank you Colonel Fel, Commodore, Razor's Edge formation and slam their flank, that should by us enought time." Athien nodded, "All units Razor's Edge, full thrust toward the Rapora force!" She glanced over to the unit commander, "Standby Phase Cloak!" The Rapora Cruisers loomed in the view port, "Volley on my mark, mark!" With a thump every UDA ship loosed a torpedo salvo. A moment later two Kar Lur's were dead and five Savla Class ships were destroyed or dead in space. Eight of the Defra class corvettes joined their larger cousins in destruction. As the losses built Athien felt the tension ease in her chance, now they had a fighting chance. Behind Athien's spear was Garik Ioor's fleet, many of its ships destroyed, those that remained formed a hammer to the Imperial's Anvil. Already the Viscount, the largest remaining fully operation vessel was rolling through the Raporan fleet delivering destruction. But their victory would be short to be sure, already the Rapora were recovering and a pair of superheavy plasma bolts ripped through one of the wings of the Viscount, now it was stuck in the center of the battered enemy fleet, but as it was surrounded the Rapora took greater casualties as Commodore Athien's force drove headlessly toward the Rapora, already their lines were wavering fearing a collision. As the Freedom of Thought was about to collide with one of the Rapora ships it activated its cloak flashing harmlessly through then reappearing on the other side kicking out proton torpedoes from its stern. The Rapora cruiser's side was battered with fire, and its shields collapsed. * * * Jaina smiled as a Raporan fighter flashed into incandescence under her guns. She glanced up through the canopy and wipped sweat from her brow, the last time she'd fought in an engagement of such a scale had been years earlier. Above her space was confused as weapons lanced across the void. Jagged's Clawcraft danced between a pair of Rapora starfighters as one of the Antistarfighter batteries on a Kar Lur cut across space, ripping through the two Raporan fighters with a volley of red bolts firing faster then an E-web could on the ground. Jag barked with laughter as the bolts disappeared, the gunner, droid or warrior, was obviously suprised by catching a friendly with its weapons fire. Below her a squadron of UDA clawcraft chased a Savla class cruiser, firing a series of crimson colored missiles from modules mounted between the wings. As they emptied, the modules detached and spun away. Ahead Jaina saw that a number of the missiles had been intercepted, but one snuck through, completely demolishing its target. Jaina broke hard as Ulan in his Sekotan Skip rocketed by trailing a pair of Raporan fighters. She tighten down on the stutter fire and saw one of the fighters take a series of hits before breaking away. Through the force she could feel the enemies frustration and anger, frowning she triggered a solid bolt that penetrated the shields and ripped apart the engine compartment. A burst of fear lanced through the force and was instantly replaced by fury as the pilot ejected from his fighter. Jag's voice echoed through the com, "Jaina, there's a squad headed for Oreton's ship." "Lets get them," Jaina answered as she broke toward a v formation of foes as Ulan dropped in behind the force, "Don't let them get the escape ships!" "Roger," Jag answered as his clawcraft nailed one of the ships. * * * The Timeless One in his seat frowned, "Order the Resurrector to jump." * * * Luke recoiled from the hiss of the claw slicing through the air as the cloaked Rapora kicked out. He rolled away and blocked a follow up blow from the creature's lightsaber. The Rapora's face was painted with a brillaint red black and white web pattern and a number of gold colored glyph's decorated its arms. Luke felt hismelf wade into the force and reached out with his senses to Mara, feeling her presence gave him a rush of determination. He darted forward slashing and slicing blasting away at the creature's defenses. Mara held off a trio of warriors with her blade as Seryk and Boba, working together dispatched one of their foes. In the midst fo this Darth Malice strode toward Seryk, his hands fingering his lightsaber. Boba rocketed up into the air and tossed aside his blaster rifle. He dropped in a crouch onto the main fuselage of slave one and looked down at the enemies below him. Slowly he leveled his wrist rocket and fired toward Malice. Malice rolled away from the attack and ignited his lightsaber, his sights on Seyk, "You're mine!" Suddenly a line of blaster bolts scorched throught he air and blasted the hem of the cloaked Rapora. He spun away and leap upward to the top of Firespray's cannons. Luke hurled his lightsaber at the Rapora and watched the creature deftly deflect his strike. Then Boba kicked out catching the Rapora in the china nd pitching him to ground with a thud. Only then did Luke see Ben standing silhoutted in the cargo hold with Boba Fett's smoking blaster leveled at the puddle of black which was the cloaked foe. Everyone dived for cover as a volley of plasma blasts rocketed across the plain from an enemy fighter. In that moment Darth Tuvax regained consciousness and the anger that flowed from him seemed to hit Luke like a brick wall. Overhead the Rapora fighter curved up into sky. OOC: There are posts, and then there are posts. Sorry Trej, it seems you underestimated your foe.

OOC: Mad, you just screwed up Thrawn's plan! You're suppose to hang back until the UDA makes their appearance, now the Rapora will destroy your fleet in detail! You can't win a slugging match with the Rapora!

A Proton Torpedo is designed as an anti-capital ship weapon, sure it can be used against fighters, but not as well. Thats why A-wing, Tie Defenders, Z-95s, and all sorts of other vessels carry Concussion Missiles, they're much more of an anti-starfighter weapon. Now if GAT considers starfighters that overpowered pehaps he should consider the nature of the Rebellion. They didn't have any capital ships at first, if your logic is correct, it would have been impossible for the rebellion to even get off the ground. Proton Torpedoes were created for use against capital ships, its that simple, and therefore, they should have adequat punch to kill those same cap ships.

Thrawn nodded and gestured to Athien standing at his right, "We will send a sizable force to assist in your defense of Bastion. If you will brief him in on Task Force Alpha." Athien nodded, a slight smile playing across her lips, "We're sending two Guardian Class Star Destroyers and three Freedom of Thought Class Star Destroyers." "And you will be in command of that force?" Admiral Oreton asked slowly and Athien nodded. He glanced to the Admiral, "What of the disposition of Imperial forces in system?" Grand Admiral Thrawn nodded, "Yes, your fleet has deployed in great detail, with one task force on each end of the world." The display lit up to reveal the imperial fleet deployed to either side of Bastion: 2 SSDs 8 ISDIIs 9 VSDIIs 7 Dreadnaughts 12 Carracks 2 Lancers Thrawn nodded at the display, "The Rapora will launch their attack coming from the system's center, making their cloaking technology that much more effective." A spear of ships shown in brilliant red appeared and marched toward the imperial capital. A series of glyphs shimmered into basic letters stating the composition of the opposing fleet: 9 Karlur Class Cruisers 16 Savla Class Cruisers 22 Defra Class Cruisers Veran hissed quietly at the numbers, "Commander, how can five of our ships hope to oppose such a force." Thrawn glanced back at the display, "In a pitched battle we wouldn't stand such a chance, but we're not gunning for such a battle." Suddenly five chiss vessels shimmered into existance behind the Rapora, "Our forces will attack from the rear and below. This is the enemies weakest point. Once you've made your attack, scatter Athien, draw them away from Bastion. Activate your gravity wells and have the imperial and alliance ships jump to your positions." The holoshifted to show those moves, "You should be able to destroy the opening wave in detail." "Subsequent waves?" Admiral Oreton asked cautiously. Grand Admiral Thrawn actually grimaced, "We believe they'll bring the Resurrector in system and a flotilla of supporting ships. Plus probably fifty or more Vagaari vessels." Admiral Oreton looked ashened as Jaina frowned, "You said Alliance ships?" Thrawn smiled, "Yes a task force of ten ISDs, five MC-90s, one Viscount, and multiple support craft under General Garik Ioor is due in system in three hours." "How long till the Rapora attack begins at Bastion?" Admiral Oreton asked slowly. "They're jumping in system as we speak, but won't be on station for two and a half hours." Thrawn stood signaling the end of the discussion and smiled, "Athien, the rest of you, good luck and.." And the admiral's eyes twinkled with secret knowledge, "May the force be with you." * * * The battle of Yaga Minor was about to commence as a small force of ships dropped in system, led by a modified VSD and a squadron of T-65B X-wings (OOC: You say older, the T-64 is a different craft all together, so their T-65Bs.) The ancient predicessor of the GFFA T-65 XJ X-wing. Darth Venom yelled in her cockpit as multiple warning lights lit up on her board, "Darth Fury, this is Venom, we've got multiple concussion missile targeting locks." "How many?" Darth Fury hissed from the command chair. Her voice crackled through the static, "Over a hundred sir, they seem to be coming from that Victory destroyer." Her voice suddenly pitched upward into a whine, "She's firing, all units evade, evade!" Darth Fury watched his sesnor board in horror, three full squadrons of fighters winked out, and more squadrons were ripped to shreads from the onslaught, "Darth Venom report." "I'm still here, lost an engine though, request hanger clearance." "Granted," Darth Fury glanced at his fighter controller, "Get her back out there as fast as possible. * * * Jacen Solo stood before the assembled High Council, his heart racing from what he was hearing, "So Master Skywalker hasn't checked in?" "No," Saba Sebatyne answered slowly her reptillian eyes focusing on him, "We need him here, both for this council and the Advisory Council." Kyp glanced at Jace, "We don't know whats happened out there, but if the Rapora are involved you have to be prepared. Compared to the Rapora, the Vong were amatuers at hunting Jedi." Jacen felt a chill run down his spine, "I'll head out as soon as possible, I'll find them." Cal smiled slightly even through the holographic projection, "We know you will." * * * Boba Fett smiled beneath his helmet as the Rapora starfighter jittered in his targeting recticle, suddenly it disappeared from view. The smile widened, so these Rapora were exceptional opponents, an enemy worth killing, an enemy worth fighting for they would be an even more glorious addition to his kills then the jedi in his hold. Jedi, the very word made him shudder with hatred, still he'd known these Jedi for some time now, and despite his despise deep down he realized he had grown almost fond of them, as he had of Solo. They weren't the same as those that had killed his father, no these were a new breed, a different breed, one worth more then killing, one worth knowing. Boba turned as a man in a suite of armor he hadn't seen in years stepped inside. A slight smile slid across his face in recognition, "Hello Seryk, your grandfather would have loved to see you now." The ship suddenly shook and a warning light blared on, "We've lost the sublight drives." Boba ground his teeth in annoyance as he switched to repulsor lifts and glanced at his empty sensor board, "Show me your face you stinking Rapora." * * * Shren smiled as she watched the Firespray tilted to the sky and kicked in the repulsor lifts. Rolling the fighter she climbed away from the wounded vessel and into the sky, "Tuvax, Malice, target is descending to land. Be sure to bring the Rapora, looks like our friends picked up another ally."

Now that allmost everyone is online at once...isn't it time for someone to post...such as? Trej perhaps followed by me, then Darkie over Yaga Minor, then Rattler dropping his task force to Yaga Minor to slow the attack. And BadSamaritan can post at any time he wants (Isn't that the beauty of a subplot?)

They've still got less shields and hull then a Raporan Ship, but the Torpedo and Missile Launchers give them allot of offensive punch. Of course a well drilled raporan crew could use their starfighter defense cannons to down those missiles, but with commanders as adaptable as Thrawn, thats not nearly a big problem.

Okay here's the stats on the UDA ships... "Yslamiri, lots of them." An alarm beeped next to Jaina, "I've got multiple target warning locks, sixty-four heavy turbolasers, seventy-two turbolasers, twenty-eight chiss locks, sixteen torpedo locks, eight laser locks, and two heavy plasma cannon locks." -Jaina Solo encountering the Freedom of Thought for the first time. Commanded by Commodore Athien it is the first in its class. Guardian's Shield Class Star Destroyer Shields: 13200 SBDs Hulls: 2280 RUs Speed: 60 MGLTs Manueverability: 16 DPF Armament: 4 Super Heavy Plasma Cannons (Equal in damage to a LNR II) 96 Heavy Turbolasers 128 Turbolasers 32 Heavy Torpedo Launchers 14 Chiss Batteries (Equal in damage to a heavy Laser Cannon) 2 Anti-starfighter Laser Cannons (Rate of fire equal to that of the Falcon's defense cannons) Carries eight squadrons of fighters. Crew: 24,000 Troops: 1 full UDA Division: 10,000 Soldiers 80 AT-AT-UDs (A modified AT-AT) 124 AT-PT-UDs (An AT-PT equipped with a shield generator and cortosis reinforced.) 270 Sentinel Droids (A variation of the design used to guard Nirauan's Clone facility) Special Features: A Phase Cloak enabling the vessel to disappear from all sensors and allow matter to pass through the ship, without any real effect. Strategic placement of Yslamiri around weapons systems and critical areas to deny Rapora the ability to target or dodge those systems very easily. A Shield Monitering Sensor which allows the vessel to discover the exact frequency of an opponents shields and fire through them unhindered. (It often takes nearly a minute of combat for the sensor to find the shield modulation, and it can be countered by switching modulations. Three gravity well projectors * * * Freedom of Thought Class Star Destroyer Shields: 9600 SBDs Hull: 1840 RUs Speed: 60 MGLTs Manueverability: 18 DPF Carries six squadrons of fighters. Armament: 2 Super Heavy Plasma Cannons (Equal in damage to a LNR II) 64 Heavy Turbolasers 72 Turbolasers 76 Ion Cannons 16 Heavy Torpedo Launchers 4 Plasma Missile Launchers 28 Chiss Batteries (Equal in damage to a heavy Laser Cannon) 12 Anti-starfighter Laser Cannons (Rate of fire equal to that of the Falcon's defense cannons) Crew: 22,000 Troops: 1 full UDA Division: 10,000 Soldiers 80 AT-AT-UDs (A modified AT-AT) 124 AT-PT-UDs (An AT-PT equipped with a shield generator and cortosis reinforced.) 270 Sentinel Droids (A variation of the design used to guard Nirauan's Clone facility) Special Features: A Phase Cloak enabling the vessel to disappear from all sensors and allow matter to pass through the ship, without any real effect. Strategic placement of Yslamiri around weapons systems and critical areas to deny Rapora the ability to target or dodge those systems very easily. A Shield Monitering Sensor which allows the vessel to discover the exact frequency of an opponents shields and fire through them unhindered. (It often takes nearly a minute of combat for the sensor to find the shield modulation, and it can be countered by switching modulations. Two gravity well projectors. * * * Freedom Sword Class Light Cruiser Shields: 4800 SBDs Hulls: 960 RUs Speed: 70 MGLTs Manueverability: 24 DPF Armament: 12 Heavy Turbolasers 18 Turbolasers 14 Ion Cannons 4 Heavy Torpedo Launchers 12 Plasma Missile Launchers 26 Chiss Batteries (Equal in damage to a heavy Laser Cannon) 12 Anti-starfighter Laser Cannons (Rate of fire equal to that of the Falcon's defense cannons) Crew: 800 Troops: 1 full UDA Company: 120 Soldiers 8 AT-AST-UDs (A modified AT-ST with a new sonic projector) 12 AT-PT-UDs (An AT-PT equipped with a shield generator and cortosis reinforced.) 32 Sentinel Droids (A variation of the design used to guard Nirauan's Clone facility) Special Features: A Phase Cloak enabling the vessel to disappear from all sensors and allow matter to pass through the ship, without any real effect. Strategic placement of Yslamiri around weapons systems and critical areas to deny Rapora the ability to target or dodge those systems very easily. A Shield Monitering Sensor which allows the vessel to discover the exact frequency of an opponents shields and fire through them unhindered. (It often takes nearly a minute of combat for the sensor to find the shield modulation, and it can be countered by switching modulations.

Yes, its Fett piloting the ship, and no its not your father, but he would know your father, Mandalorians tend to stick together. Mad78 stay at Bastion, hopefully with the help of the UDA fleet you'll be able to inflict serious casualties. Rattler should probably join the battle over Yaga Minor. Stats on UDA ships (Give me awhile, I'll get them.)

The Shuttle dropped out of space within seconds after it jumped and Veran nodded to himself, they were committed now, "Attention Second Life this is Commander Veran, with emissarys from our possible allies to hanger control request docking." "Hanger control acknowledges, please transmit clearance code and begin aerial manuever code," The comm answered and Veran pull back on the stick brining the shuttle up into a loop that ended with a sudden sideslip and a sudden deceleration that signaled a complete stop. He tapped the com and transmitted the clearance code, then the comm crackled to life once again, "Welcome back Commander." The shuttled bumped slightly as a tractor beam locked onto them and the craft was slowly pulled into the larger invisible vessel which was the Second Life. Slowly he stood and stepped through the hatch to the passenger compartment, "We're docking now, I must request that all of you leave your weapons behind." Athien sighed, "Veran is this really necessary, surely f... the Supreme Commander..." "I won't allow weapons in his presence!" Commander Veran hissed and his killing claw clicked ominously on the deck. Commodore Athien nodded slowly and pulled her blaster belt from her waist and tossed it to the floor along with her lightsaber. It was quickly joined by other weapons from the rest of the party. Slowly Admiral Oreton stood and straightened his tunic smiling confidently, "I believe we're ready then." The deck bumped slightly and the rear hatch of the craft hissed open. The Admiral stepped through into a scene he knew from his position. A line of stormtroopers snapped a salute to them as they stepped through the hatch. A red shoulder patch and a band of red along parts of the armor were the only differences from the imperial norm. Behind the line of stormtroopers was a rank of officers and technicians as varied in species as the crew of the other vessel. Behind that was a line of soldiers in full combat garb. Above their heads in racks were a number of grey and red Clawcraft, their hulls slightly modified to carry a pair of modular launchers between each wing. None of the party knew what equipment lay within each of them. The line of Stormtroopers snapped into escort formation around the party and led them forward. Jag, walking beside Jaina whispered, "You know what this reminds me of, the arrival ceremonies for the Empire of the Hand." Jaina glanced at the stormtroopers, "More like what Luke reported on the Chiss and their show of respect for visitors. You think this is all for Oreton?" "That would be my guess." Jag answered simply. They came to a set of double doors and a pair of guards stepped forward and pulled them forward to reveal a darkened chamber. Slowly they stepped inside and the doors closed behind them. Jaina saw that they seemed to be in some sort of art gallery. Statues, both real and holographic appeared along the walls along with paintings and ceremonial weaponary. Admiral Oreton was enrapture by a piece of art when a calm serene voice echoed in the chamber, "Mystical Twilight is such a fabulous example of Post disarmament Alderannian work, isn't it Admiral Oreton." Slowly Jaina turned to face the source of the voice as a pair of red eyes glanced to her over the holographic depiction of the galaxy, "And you Jaina Solo, I remember hearing about your first full months, unfortunate times it was then. I did what I thought was best, even though in the long run it proved a gross miscalculation. I'm sure your Master told you about what was out beyond the rim didn't she, Jaina. Mara Jade always was a cunning individual." The eyes flashed across the room to Ulan, "Ah yes, the Vong warrior turned jedi, a wise decision considering what you will face. I have great respect for your species spirit no matter how misused." Admiral Oreton smiled slightly at the silhoutte, knowing full well who it was, "You have us at a disadvantage, you seem to know all of us, but the same cannot be said of some of us." The figure stood revealing a bright white uniform with a red sash. His blue complexetion and commanding manner struck all, for it could be none other then the imfamous Chiss Admiral before them, Mitt'hraw'nuruodo, Grand Admiral Thrawn." OOC: Did anyone not see this coming?