Stellar_Magic

More likely the United Defense Forces, they're in the Unknown regions mostly and therefore better placed to help out an outworld. Of course they're dedicated Rapora killers so

Um...It would make a nice hit and run, but if it wouldn't run, well it'd be cooked. You're going to have to devote most of your fighters to anti-starfighter duty, otherwise that missile platform would get hammered by two or three plasma bombs and be no more. In one fo the engagements thus far three Raporan Cruisers took on two task forces, one Imperial one GFFA, and actually accomplished their objectives. (Battle of Nirauan) You'll learn quick though, just Darkie, don't kill him immediately.

The Timeless One stiffened in the glossy black throne as the doors to his personal command chamber hissed open. Slowly, almost cautiously a cloaked man stepped into the room. Slowly he knealt and laid his lightsaber before the throne like a sacrifice. A slight smile slipped across the Timeless One's face, "You may rise Darth Fury." Darth Fury rose his face stony, "You asked to see me Lord?" "Yes, you will take a force to the imperial world of Yaga Minor, and destroy the base there. You will then proceed to bombard the world from orbit, I want nothing capable of breathing to be left upon that world." "As you wish," Darth Fury turned to leave. "A moment, you are without an apprentice, at this point I feel that Darth Tuvax has enough experience to be considered a knight, you therefore need a knew partner." Darth Fury merely stood there waiting, but the Timeless One could feel irritation radiating from him like waves. He smiled, "Darth Venom, step forward." From the shadows an attractive woman appeared, her black hair and cloak giving her a ominous appearance despite a severe beauty. Her green eyes flashed to Darth Fury and a half smile slid across her face, "Darth Venom has completed her traditional training, but she lacks field experience. She will be your resource from now on." Darth Fury nodded and glanced to the woman, "You accept my offer of mastery?" "I do, my life is now in your hands Master Fury," Venom answered, her voice as smooth as velvet. "So be it," Darth Fury answered as he led the woman to the door. * * * Athien led the group down the corridors of the Emerald Spectre class Star Destroyer and into the hanger bay where a aestetically pleasing transport sat in the bay. She halted and glanced around the group and nodded to the guards, precautions were necessary, there was no telling how the guests would react to Veran. General Fel stepped into hanger from the opposite end his battered features easily recognizable. Jagged glanced around the hanger and saw the guards begin to adjust the settings on their personal weapons, their blasters, or whatever analogous technology the UDF posessed. Jag felt a chill pass down his spine as he watched the guards, "I've got a bad feeling about this." Jaina smiled slightly, "I don't sense anything threating about them, they seem nervous not...sinister." Admiral Oreton shrugged, "Perhaps their afraid we'll hijack the shuttle?" "Perhaps we're afraid you'll jump to conclusions," A thick voice said from the shuttle. Suddenly a figure Jagged had only scene from a distance in an enemy cockpit stepped down the shuttle's ramp. Its claws clacking against the plates, "I am Commander Veran, chief director of security for the UDF." Ulan hissed softly to himself, "A Rapora." The Raporan officer lifted its hands palm up into the air, "We're not all monsters, if you feel that I'm not to be trusted ask General Fel or the Athien." He shrugged and gestured to the shuttle, "But right now time is off the essence, we've decided you must meet the Supreme Commander of the UDF, so if you'll board, we can get this underway." Jagged glanced at the guards, "We don't seem to have much of a choice." Slowly, unconsciously Admiral Oreton studied the Rapora, "One must wonder how a Rapora would inhabit such a position of trust, perhaps the Rapora have factions or sects." Veran actually smiled as he touched the craft, "Perhaps some fo us value freedom as you do." Admiral Oreton nodded slowly, "Perhaps."

Stellar glances to the left and right of the computer and snickers, "Someone is getting into this."

Is this Spaming? I think NOT. Yaga Minor will be reduced to a cinder of a world.

Another Faction has been added to the list, and GAT is about to make his appearance. Luke, Mara, Ben, Seryk, and the other guy are still trapped on Tatooine along with Anakin Skywalker. The Rapora have occupied the world of Bilbringi and begun dismantling the shipyards there. The GFFA has sent a fleet to assist the Empire, I believe next we should have the Raporan Imperium launch an attack into the heart of the Empire, a two pronged assault on Yaga Minor and Bastion. The attack on Yaga Minor: Raporan Forces: Commanded by ADarkJedi44's Character. 4 Karlur Class Cruisers 6 Savla Class Cruisers 12 Defra Class Cruisers Imperial Forces: 6 ISDIIs 4 Enforcer Class Cruisers 6 VSDIIs 4 Dreadnaughts 6 Carracks 2 Lancers The attack on Bastion: Raporan Forces: Commanded by the Timeless one. 9 Karlur Class Cruisers 16 Savla Class Cruisers 22 Defra Class Cruisers Imperial Forces: 2 SSDs 8 ISDIIs 9 VSDIIs 7 Dreadnaughts 12 Carracks 2 Lancers 20 Corellian Corvettes (Dedicated to the evacuation of key personnel) 6 VSDs (Dedicated to the evacuation of key personnel) + GFFA Fleet under Mad78's Command Soon after the attack on Bastion begins a fleet led my Trej composed off UDF and Imperial Ships will enter the engagement to assist in the evacuation.

And Lucasarts is sufficiently dumb, they'll never make an official game with properties like Warlords, let alone one with all the features we'd want, so thank you. I'm not so sure witht he VSD thing, if you read some of the offical stuff it says that allmost all VSD Is were sold or retired by Yavin. Considering over two hundred of the things were sold to planetary governments the idea that a VSD II is less powerful doesn't make much sense. I always thought the primary difference between the two ships came down to speed and armament. A VSD II is faster then a I, its still slow, but not horrendously slow. In terms of armament the VSD II was given ion batteries where the I wasn't. Maybe part of the reason for that was that the missiles could be intercepted by well drilled gunners, and that without ion cannons a VSD doesn't make a very good patrol or customs ship. You can't capture crooks if you can't disable their ship. In speed I think most of the ships are slow, but when it comes to manueverability, I think at least for the imperial ships, you've got it right on. I'm not sure about the rate of fire for the ships. Its quite clear that turbolasers can fire relatively rapidly from footage of the death star runs, but if thats true for ship based and weapons of different types is unsure. Having some of the high end imperial warships strikes me as overkill, but hey, the imperials specialized in overkill. I understand the problem with newtonian physics in a game, moreover I realize that playing a game with realistic physics like that would cause all sorts of trouble, especially with the smaller craft, like fighters and transports. What I'd really like to see would be a single player campaign for the addon, and I know that it would be an absolute ton of work. There would be no way EvilleJedi could accomplish a complete campaign with the time I think he has.

Okay, after playing the mod for awhile I've been rattling around a couple ideas in my head, so here it goes... What gets me is just how undergunned the VSD II is in the mod, surely they would have greater armament, those 80 CMs really make the VSD a devestating opponent. Also, to my eye, the ISD seems to move much slower then it does in the films, maybe its just me, but shouldn't the ISD be able to keep pace with ATRs and such. Speaking of ATRs, why can you build more corvette squadrons then fighters? Shouldn't it be the other way around. Are there any plans to change the way research is done in the game. I'm asking because it seems it would make more sense for research to be along specific ship design lines. For Example: Kuat Drive Yards Victory Star Destroyer Imperial Star Destroyer Victory II... and so on. Are there any plans to split shields into their component areas, Dorsal, Ventral, Bow, Stern, Port, and Stardboard. If you did it would make for a different style of tactical gameplay, especially if you have smaller forces.

OOC: Good post Trej, here's another twist in the UDF forces, and another twist at Tatooine IC:"Tricky, isn't he," General Fel whispered in the darkened room as Athien left the Alderann room on the monitor. "Yes he's very intelligent, and adaptable, thats quite clear," A voice answered from the seat before the monitor. Slowly the being inside it swiveled its chair to face General Fel, its reptilian eyes locking on him, "You kow I opposed bringing them here." "Yes, yes, yes, operational security and the like, Veran we can't go to war with the Raporan Imperium alone, we've got exceptional ships, but not enough of them, we're lacking severely with medical supplies and pilots, we need their help." General Fel hissed. Veran stood, his clawed feet clacking on the tile floor, "You still haven't offered your report, what happened at Nirauan?" General Fel seemed to diminish under the question, "The Rapora learned after Thrawn premptive strike on their homeworld, they wanted to decapitate the Empire of the Hand, and they nearly did. With other strikes on worlds such as Csilla they've thrown possible allied worlds into chaos. The Chiss Ascendancy isn't going to be capable of launching a counterattack any time soon. The GFFA and Empire are the only forces which still have intact governments that could change at any time." "So, my old comrades have dealt a near death blow on the Empire of the Hand and the Chiss Ascendancy," Veran shrugged, "I see why you want to bring them in as allies, but how much do we tell them?" The door of the chamber slid open and Athien slid inside. Veran turned one golden eye to her, "Commodore, what do you think of Admiral Oreton?" Athien seemed to stand rigid for a moment, and a soft smile slid across her face, "He's quite intelligence Veran." She sobered slightly, "I think we should tell him the truth." Both General Fel and Veran glanced at each other in surprise. Veran hissed to himself before answering, "Why Commodore?" Her red eyes focused steadily on Veran, "It wouldn't matter what we told him Commander, he already knows, you can see it in his eyes and the questions he asks." Veran seemed to be ruffled by her words, "I know my father's safety is of your utmost concern Commander, but if we are to be their allies we have to give them reason to trust us." Veran glanced at the floor, "And you don't think your would be allies would find it curious that a Raporan Warrior is entrusted with the Security of the United Defense Force, and the personal safety of its leader. We may do this and any trust in us would disappear." "I trust you Commander Veran," General Fel said simply as he crossed his arms in front of him, "And they trust me, I think you'll find them to be more open minded then you think." Veran sighed, a surprisingly human gesture coming from him, "Very well, I figured this would happen, but now I must face the storm." He keyed a link to the hanger bay, "Prepare my transport, Commodore Athien and our guests are leaving to see the Supreme Commander." As he clicked off the comm he straightened and ran his hands down his grey and red uniform, "Take me to them then, and let us hope you're right." * * * Luke smiled as they traveled through the flat pans of Tatooine. Already the square buildings of a small moisture farm were visible in the distance. Seryk walked alongside Luke talking animatedly, his helmet tucked under his shoulder, "So, I suppose now that I know I have this heritage, I should train I guess." "Yes, and balancing on the razors edge of your two backgrounds may be difficult at best," Luke smiled thinking about the Solo children, how they managed to become famous independent of their parents, "Take Jaina for example, she's both a Jedi and a fighter pilot, or Leia for that matter. Being a jedi doesn't eliminate other careers, but it will give you a unique perspective on the world." Mara shook her head slowly listening to the discussion, "Hey farmboy, what about being a smuggler, a former assassin, a cynic, and a jedi?" Luke actually snickered to himself, "I forgot, its hard to believe you used to want to kill me." Mara felt her breath go out of her, it hadn't been that long ago she'd come faced to face with that past. Luke stopped and turned to her, his face suddenly twisited into one of concern, "Are you alright?" Mara bit back a retort, Luke had to have felt her fears, there was no tricking him now. She waited until Luke was beside her before answering her voice a whisper, "I...someone nearly implanted a compulsion in me earlier, it seemed..." Luke's bright eyes flashed at her, "Familiar, like someone reaching from the grave?" He suddenly stiffened, "What you said earlier?" Slowly Mara nodded and Luke knew that there was more. She seemed to be fighting back tears, her composure dissolving before him in a way he'd never seen before, "It felt like him and... I could see myself standing over your body, with..." A roar filled the air and suddenly a starfighter shot overhead, its dull brown hull ripping through the sky. It suddenly curved upward and rolled bringing its weapons to bare on them. Suddenly from beneath its claw shaped cockpit a rocket roared out. It shot into the ground before them and didn't explode its motor shooting flames into the air for a moment as it burned out. With a pop a small canister shot from a compartment within it and rolled toward them. Seryk was already pulling on his helmet, "Watch it, it could be gas." Mara had already bent down and picked up the cylinder and with a pop of pressurized air it spit open to reveal a gleaming holoprojector. "Skywalkers and Mandalorian, this is Shren, surrender now or you'll never leave this world alive." As the holo cut out Luke turned to see a hundred War Droids decloak in a circle around them, their weapons already tracking on them. Ben glanced around the circle, "I've got a bad feeling about this." Suddenly the droids in front of them evaporated in a volley of red laser blasts. Mara looked up as a Firespray class attack craft soared overhead. On its sides, in crude scratchy script were the words, Slave VI.

I started another game, a one on one in the hyperspace arena with an imperial expert on ROTJ settings, Strike Force build Cap I'm playing along buidling up my forces, researching equipment and hold off a probing attack by Imperial forces, rather easily. I keep building Corvettes and frigates because I haven't researched destroyer designs yet. I manage to build the maximum of those classes and a variety of starfighters when the enemy launches their attack, made up mostly of starfighters and three corvettes. I engage them and suddenly, to my horror an Imperial I Star Destroyer appears. In desperation I send Task Force 1 to distract the vessel. The Task force includes two Corellian Corvettes, a Nebulon B, and two flights of Skiprays. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v436/StellarMagic01/Skipraysaredeadly.jpg Meanwhile the area in front of the ISD becomes a wild Corvette Melee, in the end I manage to demolish most all of their corvettes without a loss, but it takes twenty minutes. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v436/StellarMagic01/DeathofaCorv.jpg In the midst of that I sent my fighter squadrons to reinforce Task Force 1. A number of Dreadnaughts come out of my shipyards and I use them to engage the ISD http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v436/StellarMagic01/B-wingrun.jpg http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v436/StellarMagic01/X-wingRun.jpg With the arrival of an MC-80 I finally defeat the ISD. and launch a counterattack. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v436/StellarMagic01/TaskForce.jpg My task force is literally swarmed with ties, and a wild melee ensues. With the loss of several frigates my force disengages. http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v436/StellarMagic01/TieDies.jpg And I save and go to bed.

OOC: I'll leave Trej alone for this post, he's going to post pretty soon, I think. But I just realized I've left the character we started with alone. IC:His dreams were filled with visions of a desolate world, one battered and ruined from the air and ground. A tragedy that is all but unknown, or so he thought now, he'd not heard of the investigation or his sisters where about. His mind conjured up images of a burning cityscape every night now, one which ripped his heart from his chest. But tonight was different, tonight the city was another one, one which he'd only seen in images, the white city of Csilla. Above him he saw countless ships, blasting at one another, the blue, red, and orange blaze of weapons fire lighting up the night sky. He saw his sister's X-wing flash overhead as bombs fell, great mushroom clouds of damage flashing across the horizon, as a Clawcraft slid beside the x-wing. With a brilliant flash the sky seemed torn and a giant beam of energy blazed across the sky. The agonizing wave of thousands of deaths burned across his sense. Jacen Solo woke up, his back bolt upright, sweat streaming from his face, his skin slick from the moisture. He'd felt the wave of death two days before, now he'd felt it again, in a dream or vision, he did not know. A vocie echoed in his quarters, a quiet keening of a comm alarm, "Jacen Solo, transmission from Denon, the High Council would like to see you." Jacen slowly reached over to the comm and keyed it, "By the Force, its oh-four-hundred, what could this be about?" A familiar voice cut into his thoughts like a vibroblade, Jaina had been under threat, could she be... He shook those thoughts away, he'd have known if she was killed, still there was something more going on. Suddenly the Holocom chimed again and the insignia of the GFFA appeared in three dimensions in the air. It was soon replaced by an image of Cal Omas, "Citizens of the Galactic Federation of Free Alliances, I come to you under the gravest of situations. As some fo you have may have heard, the Chiss Ascendancy and the Imperial World of Bilbringi have been off the air. There is a reason for this, but first I'd like to brief you on the events of the last several weeks." "Nearly two weeks ago Jedi Knight Jacen Solo came across a world in the unknown regions in search of a group of refugees. Instead he found a world ravaged from space, a city burned to the ground, and a way of life erased from the memory of history." As Cal spoke images of the burnt out shells of buildings and blasted corpses appeared. "Scenes like this played out over a world in the Imperial Remnant a day later." "Gravely concerned by this course of events the High Council dispatched several Jedi Knights to obtain information on the attackers. They managed to put together a basic analysis of the foes. Luke Skywalker and his wife traveled to the unknown regions, we've had no word from them for days, our hopes go out to them, they may have been captured or killed by this new threat." "They are called the Rapora, a race of force sensitive warriors native to our own galaxy, with fleets and weaponary unlike any we've seen before. They've taken control of the systems of Csilla and Bilbringi, strangling our two greatest allies, the Chiss and the Empire in the last seventy two hours. It is only a matter of time before they strike upon us directly. To this end I've order elements of the fourth, fifth, and sixth fleets readied for an enemy attack. Already thousands of our people have been killed by this aggressor, we have no choice but to be ready for all out war. May the force be with us." Jacen Solo suddenly found the darkness of his quarters far to chilling for his comfort.

I'll probably be beaten for this but...I LIKE BATTLEFIELD EARTH.

On Expert, with the first patch without RU injectors and so forth, now that I installed the second patch and used RU injectors, I almost got beat by the Imps set on easy...now that was a battle. Since my computer is rather slow I ended up setting max fleet size to as small as it would go. Pre-NJO, no research, and lots of RU injection 1 Reb AI + Me vs. 2 Imp AI, Radial Symmetry Map. I start building a couple wings of fighters and the Imps launch a major starfighter attack on my base. Three TIE/Ins, One Howlrunner, and One Defender Squadron. Against Two X-wing Squadrons, and One E-wing Squad, the Rebs emerge victourious, but with heavy casualties. I build myself a Destroyer Yard and build a Defender Star Destroyer, and a couple of Frigates when the Imps attack again, this time with frigate support, two Nebuon B2s and a Corona Frigate. Rebels emerge victorious again with the loss of one Frigate. Then I construct a MC-90, an MC-80b Liberator, and a Republic Star Destroyer, reinforced by a couple of Heavy Frigates and Corvettes, and I launch a probe on the Imp Base. Just as I arrive an Allegiance Class Star Destroyer comes out of the Cruiser Assembly Yard. You know what I was thinking...Oh S***. The Allegiance then proceeded to destroy an Assault Frigate. Then I managed to destroy it with just an MC-90 and DSD, ha take that! Then an Imp III rolls off their yard and I destroy it with those two ships once again. An ISD II was next and it quickly was destroyed. I've built a Mediator by this point as another Allegiance rolls out of their Cruiser Facility. I'd damaged the shipyard, but hadn't finished it off yet. With the Mediator and the MC-90 + DSD combo I killed it and demolished the base. By the end of it the Mediator was in bad shape, taking the brunt of the Allegiance's fire, so I brought ti back and began to repair it. The other two AIs had a pitched battle going on all this time, but the Imps were starting to pull ahead. Their fleet had grown to nearly the unit limit. 3 ISDIII 1 ISDII 6-8 Frigates 12+ Corvettes 1 Allegiance 8 Starfighter Squadrons. So I decide I've got to eliminate the Allegiance to give my Ally some breathing space. So I jump a MC-90, a DSD, and a RSD onto one side of the ship and the Mediator onto the other side, in the midst of the entire enemy fleet. Results My Losses: 1 RSD Enemy Losses: 1 Allegiancce 4 Frigates 3 Corvettes 1 ISDIII 2 Squadrons of TIEs. Thats where I saved it last night, whew, hard to believe it was a game set with an Easy AI. Jumping into the middle of that fight was a big gamble, if the Imps had turned their attention on either the Mediator or the three ships attacking from the opposite direction, they could have wiped me out.

Hello guys, the imfamous SM finally got Warlords Now, I've decided the AI is hideously easy to defeat. Every one of my games has lasted thirty minutes or less, and usually ended up being a small unit action type of game. Last time, I built one MC80 and sent it with four fighter squadrons to their base, and blasted it out of existence, The graphics are great, if you have a machine that can handle them (I don't) I've squashed the AI twice, really badly, now I'll have another go and see if multiple enemy AIs will make it a challenge.

Introduce yourself and we'll pull you into the story as a pilot, a jedi, or something. I would suggest you read some of the OOC stuff to see where things are going... Actually if you just read what we wrote you might enjoy like reading a book, who knows?

The same could be said for SW: Rapora Wars, it's a really interesting RPG, so why don't you join it...etc. Right now I'm just to busy to be in more then one RPG.

Now we need someone to post...

With a flash the starlines receeded into stars as General Fel pulled back on the hyperspace levers. Slowly Jaina bent over the scanner for the small Lambda class shuttle, "I've got clearance for ten thousand kilometers in all directions, nothings here. I'm not getting any gravitic anomolies either." Admiral Oreton glanced to Jaina then Fel, "So why are we here." "What in the sith..." Jagged gapped out the forward viewport as a piece of space began to shimmer slightly, a white prow slowly slid from it as if being pushed out from under a velvet curtain, The vessel's smooth lines seemed to curve upward as the triangular bow became more and more visible. Small lumps which had to be sensor domes became apparent on its surface as more of the vessel slid out of its cloak. A quartet of black torpedo tubes appeared along the vessel's flank as the ship continued to slid forward. Above the torpedo tubes a bank of turbolasers was visible along with an elegant image of a red flame painted along the ships flank. As more of the bow appeared its basic shape took form a giant triangle much like that of a Imperial Star Destroyer, but smoother, more elegant in form. Then the bow began to flare out as bulbous parts of the hull jutted upward like the platues of a star destroyer, but smoother. A pair of forward jutting emplacements reminicent of the laser towers of a lancer frigate appeared over the hull along with a pair of bulbous generators which had to be gravity well projectors. The hull swooped down like the wings of a giant bird as the last of the vessel left its cloak, the curving shape of the bridge above the hull made it intantly recognizable for what it was. The ship seemed to include all of the features of imperial and chiss design, from its astetically pleasing curves to dagger like silhoutte, it was a perfect portrayal of power and might. Jaian felt a chill go along her spine as she reached out with the force, then stopped, there was a blankness where the vessel hung in space, an emptyness she'd learned to associate with the vong, but this ship clearly wasn't the vong. To herself she whispered, "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." Admiral Oreton felt his face slacken, "Are you sure this is who we're suppose to meet, they've got Rapora style weaponary." The General smiled, "All the better to fight them with." "Shuttle, this is the Freedom of Thought of the United Defense Alliance fleet, you will dock at the following coordinates, any change in flight path will be considered hostile, and we'll be forced to destroy you, Thought out." "Concerned with security are we," Jaina hissed to herself as General Fel piloted the shuttle through the course and into the hanger. Through the viewport they could see the batteries rotate to follow their course. The shuttle stopped in the hanger bay and settled to the floor. In front fo the shuttle a woman stood, her cream colored uniform reflecting the dim red light from around her. Her blue skin and red eyes instantly made it apparent she was a chiss, but her pose and demeanor seemed different, more comfortable then normal, as if the chiss warrior tradition instilled in so many others had never been forced upon her. Slowly Jaina and the others descended the ramp and the woman snapped to attention, her shined boots snapping together and her shoulders straightened and proud. The unit patch on her shoulder showed a brilliant gold lightsbaer blade wreathed in flames while breast pocket was lined with bits of metal and a pair of medals. Her badge of rank was just as alien, showing a sword wreathed in leaves and branches from an unknown plant against a backdrop of stars. As she saluted line of armored personnel of against a wall snapped to attention. Their armor sparkled slightly and Jaina guessed it was from some sort of mineral imbedded in the armor. Only then did she notice the intricately curved lightsabers hanging from the belt of every one of them. The woman smiled, "I am Commodore Hraw'athie'nuruodo, welcome aboard." Jaina glanced back tothe line of troops and for the first time noticed that they were a true mixture of species, some looked like Chiss, while others harkened from other races, she could have sworn two of them were Vagaari. Admiral Oreton, "Thank you Commodore." He frowned as he suddenly realized who she was, "Wathien, are you related to Thrawn?" A smile, that few could catch as such flashed across her lips but disappeared behind a mask, "I prefer Athien, there is much we need to discuss, not the least of which is the Rapora." "Admiral Oreton, if you'll excuse me," General Fel said quietly as he turned toward one fo the exits of the hanger. Athien watched him go, "If you'll follow me, there is a room where we can discuss these matters, we'd like to know how you intend to deal with the invaders, perhaps even coordinate our battle plans." * * * A slight almost invisible smile slid across the mans face, "You already know, but won't accept the truth." He sighed, and pulled back his hood and Luke took an involuntary step backwards, he'd only seen the face once before, in a vision on endor, "I am Anakin Skywalker, there is more I must tell you, but not now, Mos Eisley is ten kilometers southwest, go there. I'll speak to you soon enough." With that he vanished from their perceptions. OOC: General Fel will have a debriefing before you get to speak to the head honcho, and Athien will try and suck you dry of information before hand as well.

You could edit out the last Paragraph, and it would be perfect. THIS HAS BEEN EDITED.

Don't have him meet GAT right away, we want to build up to that.

Jaina felt herself wring her hands as she stood silently in the bridge off the Sovereign class ship. Admiral Oreton stood at next to the viewport his gaze out at the whirling mass of energy which was hyperspace. Beside her Jag fold his hands and starred intently at his father, seated in a command chair next to the admiral's. He was completely strapped in which seemed odd considering the current situation. With a termendous thud the Sovereign was ripped out of hyperspace. Admiral Oreton was nearly throne against he viewport from the jolt. He recovered almost instantly, "Sensors scan the area, navigation, what just happened?" "Gravity well sir," The navigator answered worriedly. The sensor operator frowned at his displays, "I don't have any contacts, even on gravitic sensors." Admiral Oreton glanced back at Fel, "Thats some cloak." "I've got a transmission, its being bounced through that asteroid belt so I can't get a direct lock on its location," The communications officer reported. Jaina felt herself smile as she looked out at space, "Nice trick." "I've never seen anyone use it before," Jag answered slowly. Admiral Oreton walked back along the catwalk, "Put it through, General Fel, come with me." As they reached the rear aclove of the ship a projection shimmered to life. A female chiss figure in an unknown uniform stood before them. As Admiral Oreton opened his mouth to speak when the woman lifted her hand and cut him off, "We know who you are. We're sending hyperspace coordinates, you'll be able to take a shuttle along with the Vong, Major Solo, the Fels, and a pilot if you need one, no more." With that the transmission cut off and Admiral Oreton felt himself glance turn to General Fel, "Would you explain to me what the hell is going on!" * * * High above the world of Tatooine the Savla class cruiser which had brought Shren to the world. From its bay a dozen mines slowly dropped into orbit around the world, the first step in Shren's plan was complete. On the surface of Tatooine the Sekotan fighter slowly dropped to the surface of the planet and the Skywalkers, along with Seryk climbed out of the vessel. Before they could turn back to the ship it shimmered and disappeared. Ben looked around them then suddenly frowned, "Um, where is Artoo?" Seryk shook his head, "He was deactivated in the house, I guess we didn't pick him up." Luke bit his lip, "I'm going back..." Mara grabbed him by his shoulder, "Don't even think it! Luke, we've got to get off world, if we don't..." Luke felt himself nodd, "Alright, you always were the practical one." Ben arched an eyebrow at his parents, "Um, speaking of which, do you know where we are?"[/i]

It would be perfect role for GAT.

Gallofre Yards Medium Transport Armament two dual laser cannons. Not much. I've been trying to download this but my connection is horrific, so before I play here are my opening thoughts... What I'd like to see would be the addition of subsystems to the ships in game, that would really make it much more interesting. Perhaps making some vessels capable of having upgrades (Strike class, Corellian Vessels). Excellent job EvilleJedi, just making a mod such as this is quite an accomplishment.

Hmm... after Bilbringi Lets see, we'll have to finish off the plot for Luke and Mara and send them back to the core. Soon I'll introduce the forces that will be the greatest ally of the GFFA, three guesses and the first two don't count as to who it is.

Cal Omas watched the briefing from Admiral Kre'fey with his head in his hands. At the center of the advisory council chamber a giant holographic image of Csilla rotated over them. The image showed the battle which had happened scarely two days earlier, and had only now been made available to the council. Cal knew the military was in utter shock, with the loss of so many personnel it would be immpossible for him to conceal the battle, let alone put a positive spin on it, and Cal knew that in truth to even think such things was a stain on the people of the GFFA. Slowly he lowered his hands and continued to listen to the Admiral. "As you can see the Rapora have fielded an enormous battle station, capable of the destroying large portions of our fleet within seconds, its weaponary according to our analysists is remarkably similiar to the repulsor beam used on Centerpoint Station." Senator Triebakk rumbled from his seat and a protocol droid spoke for him, "Could the weapon destroy a planet outright?" The bothan admiral shrugged, "We do not know, if it could why didn't the Rapora make use of it at the start of the engagement, not using a weapon of such destructive power at the start goes against all military logic." Niuk Niuv, "Thats assuming these creatures are logical behind their attacks. The force tends to bend logic out of those that use it." Cal Omas smiled as Kenth Hamner bristled in outrage then he got control back and looked to Kre'Fey, "What if they didn't destroy the planet but let the inhabitants flee to cause panic throughout the Chiss Ascendancy? They may be operating under a psycological imperative, and all of us knows that the dark side is strengthend by hatred and fear." Niuk glanced at the jedi, "Indeed? Perhaps that explains the effectiveness of your mind meld in battle." "Enough!" Cal's furious shout echoed in the small chamber, "This is enough of a crisis without your petty political manuevering Councilor." Suddenly as he spoke an aid burst into the room carrying a datapad and rushed to Admiral Kre'Fey's side. Kre'Fey's whisper echoed through the room, "Has this been confirmed?" The aids nervous nodded hardened the Admiral, "Thank you." Senator Triebakk barked a question, "What is going on?" The Admiral looked somber, "The crisis has deepened, a Rapora fleet struck at and destroyed the Bilbringi shipyards. Admiral Evahe has already begun moving fleet elements to shore up our defenses of the shipyards, we cannot allow the Rapora to launch another assault on a major shipyard." Cal felt himself shake slightly, the Rapora had already chosen to retaliate against the Empire, soon it would be their turn, "Is there anything more which can be done?" Only silence greeted his words. * * * Major Solo paced in the command room of the Soveriegn class Star Destroyer, "Sithspawn!" Jagged shook his head, "It would have been worse if we stayed." Jaina dropped down into a chair, "That doesn't mean I have to like running away." The door to the room slid opena nd General Fel slipped in, he looked tired, "Whats this?" "I'm sick of running away," Jaina answered. She sighed, "Of course what choice do we have." General Fel nodded, "Well, I'm going to need your help, I've got to convince Oreton to take this ship out into deep space for a meeting." Jagged turned back to his father, "Why exactly?" "Lets just say there is someone that will be our only hope in the future for both our people," General Fel answered solemnly