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OOC: I think I'll steal some 200 Dreadnaughts... IC: Obroa-Skai contained more information than Rjivuan Shai ever imagined. The lore, the intelligence and the wisdom of more than thousand generations had been collected there. And now it was on two dozen qah'sas which Iulan and Rjiuvan had organized for the raid. To review the immense amount of information would be nearly impossible for them. Especially if neither of them knew what they would actually were looking for. It was perhaps the will of the Force, as Iulan puts it, that Rjiuvan accross a reference to a certain deepspace encounter between a pirate crew and Imperial forces. The summary of the encounter had been mislabeled and had ended among the info related to space legends. Particularly the Katana fleet. The surprising element was that the information had not come from Imperial sources, but rather from a man from Pantolomin. Iulan and Rjiuvan had commented over it. With their forces so heavily affected from the skirmish at Devaron 200 Dreadnaughts could be altered to fit in Jeedai Vong crews. Iulan first went alone to inspect the area in his TIE Defender. He was shocked when he saw the 200 thousand Dreadnaughts still with operational lights sailing silently in empty space. He caressed the villip and called Rjiuvan Shai. The crews for the ships were ready, as well as the special bacteria that would allows the yorik coral seed to grow on the Dreadnaughts and slowly become an hybrid of yorik coral and Dreadnaught. In few hours, ans some frustrated warrior cries the Katana Fleet left its lonely grave directly for Kessel, where the bacteria would feed off the space debris and strengthen the black metallic hull. Leaving the system Iulan noticed a small Rebel probe. "At least they'll know who has them," Iulan muttered and decloaked his TIE in front of the probe, then hypered away. OOC: I needed them more than you darky...

"This feels wrong!" Elegaie said throought the viewport of the Persoonal-Shuttle. Around them the Rebel Fleet slaughtered the Yuuzhan Vong warriors. "What would you do to them? Offer them hot chocolate and talk about peace by a fire, while listening to Alderaanina relaxation chants?" Igoru asked. "No, Jedi. They have to die. And they must die thousand times over, for each life they have taken. For each Imperial they have killed." "How many times would you need to die then?" GArth asked. "None, because each time I kill, I dispose of one life that had been put in my hands!" Igoru said. "You sure aren't a Vong?" Igoru asked. "Shut up idiots," the Caamasi said. "This is the shuttle Yavin IV, hailing Harmony, we request permission to land" Elegaie, of course knew not why he had been ordered to abort their mission on Devaron to rendezvous with the Harmony. "You are allowed, hangar 2-45." Igoru lead the ship to the hangar and found a strange figure waiting for them. It was in that moment that Elegaie knew why he had been ordered back...

The thing with the Khommite civilization was that they did not enhance their civilization, instead each new generation was an exact copy of the generation before. Dorsk 80 might have been Force-sensitive, but in Khomm he may have not been detected by Jedi, and only Dorsk 81 was. (And later Dorsk 82).

Fun with the Dinos, DC.

Yes, intelligent discussion are always interesting. I remember a certain discussion here a while ago about the nature of the Dark Side.. Anti-everything people.... Well, Costa Rica has its share of them, 58 of them are in the Costa Rican Parlament, which is composed of 58 people. That's why there isn't any progress in Costa Rica...

OOC: I would think that dealing with the Vong would be more challenging, Darky. Their technology is somethign you can't understand, and they won't fall to easy to a wing of X-Wing... But that's just some thoughts... Oh I don't want you to leave Devaron just yet.. .. um... IC: There was a new fleet of Yuuzhan Vong in space. The Rebels moved to intercept. "What are those fools doing?" Igoru asked ironically, his anger directed at the members of the Rebel Alliance. "They are helping us, Sith! Something you may not be accostomed to..." Garth mused. "Not that you pathetic worm, that Yuuzhan Vong fleet was a feint, a Ikna Dras maneuver." Igoru said. "Oh excuse me, Your Vonginess, I ignored how far you have been schooled in Yuuzhan Vong thoughts and tactics." Garth spoke again. The Sith's lightsaber came to life. "Miserable worm, I am a Sith Warrior, Vergere taught me much, which I will use to hunt down all enemies of the Empire. First them, then you, although I might consider making an exception in your case. Garth. " Garth remained silent and Igoru laughed diabolically. "Can we communicate to the fleet and tell them of the feint maneuver?" Elegaie asked. He knew better than push the SIth in such circumstances. "Nope," Garth said. There's a lot of interference, natural and otherwise. I think some Yuuzhan vong group has some kind of megajammer for our frequencies. I can try to use an older system based on low frequency waves, but it'd take too long." "Seven," Igoru whispered. "Nothing then, Garth?" The young man shook his head. The whole picture of Devaron had become a difficult topic, although the Rebel fleet in orbit had delayed enemy supply convoys and the arrival of fresh troops, that didn't mean that the groundside battle had been over. The starfighters had helped in clearing the major ground bases of the Yuuzhan Vong, but with a great ability the warrior have establshed hidden bases in the many forest-valleys of Devaron. The enemy advance in overtaking friendly bases and outposts was slow. The problems in communication prevented an organized counteroffensive, or at least an organized the defense of the ground troops. Teh outdated information on enemy bases made the air support ineffective. Especially with the narrow valleys and canyons where not even a strafing runs would help. "Party time, idiots!" Igoru yelled an laughed, whenever he had an oppurtunity he'd take it to humilliate the Rebels, their methods, their heroes, their tactics, and if he could even their food and clothes. Elegaie turned to their small sensor array. Dozen of dozen of dots had appeared. A Yuuzhan Vong fleet that outnumbered the Rebel fleet at least five to one. "What's the Ikna Dras maneuver]?" Garth asked the Sith. "No your Vonginess in this sentence of yours? Oh you are afraid my poor worm... Oh how will I enjoy killing you in time. To your question the maneuver mandates to sacrifice an unworthy fleet crewed by cowards, Shamed Ones, infidels, whatever and have them battle the enemy fleet, after this unworthy fleet is destroyed the more powerful fleet arrives to beat a already battleworn enemy." The Caamasi sat and watched, there was a brief hesitation in the response of the Rebel fleet, as if Commodore Hechtman and Admiral Igracen of the Harmony weighed the option of remaining and battling the Yuuzhan Vong fleet. Then they changed course and entered hyperspace leaving, for the time being, the resistance groups on the ground on their own. "May the Force be with you." The Caamasi muttered the dots entering hyperspace. "Alone we are now... Too bad I already wanted to leave this rock. I have still to hunt some Jedi down..." At the mention of the word Jedi there was a flicker inthe Force. It was very distant and weak, unclear. Elegaie dismissed it and focused on his own thoughts.

I suppose you knew what happened to Davin Felth....

OOC: It sounded as you were the one that was confused... IC: "Shadow 1, Saber Oh here," Elegaie spoke. After a short hesitation Evan's voice came loud and clear. "I copy you Saber 0." "Shadow 1, we need your X-Wings to make a run against this camp. I'll transfer you the coordinates." Elegaie spoke and had Garth beam him the coordinates. "Tricky location, Saber, its a narrow valley, sensor say there's lot of activity down there. Firebreeathers and stuff." Evan answered. "Last we heard they had some skips with them." Igoru interrupted. "Saber, I get some funny energy readings, any idea? We are entering the atmosp-" "Send them back, the Vong have reactivated the planetary shield!" Garth yelled. "Did you copy that Shadow?" "Too late Saber looks like we'll join you down there. But first to business!" A dozen X-Wings flew over their heads maneuvering through the valleys of Devaron.

and remember to change the check wher it says can be recruited by: Alliance, and not Empire..

I remember Gerald... Didn't Zoot actually kill him at the end??? This is ElvisMiggell: Interstellar Lawyer Rebel General and Pilot Emperor of the Force Waterpolo Player Freshman To learn more about him don't miss the next SWR Profiles.... Here in your favorite Star Wars Forums... This show was sponsored by: Kitty Krunchies. Zoot's official and hated food... This has given me a GIFIdea...

OOC: Congrats on the promotion Commodore Darky... Quite a battle out there... IC: "Quite a battle out there!" That was Igoru Samos, Sith Warrior again with one of his annoying comments. This time there was a hunger in his voice, as if each death, each boost of revenge or grief of the soldiers fighting above in orbit would feed his dark powers. The truth to it was that Igoru was insatiable. "You enjoy that? It's brutal!" That was Garth, their slicer and techexpert commenting again on the powers and manners of Igoru. Although the slicer was smart in his own ways he still did not know Igoru's limits. Again the Force boiled in Igoru, fueled by the annoyance that Garth represented. A golden hand on Igoru's chest calmed him before he hurt Garth. "Sith stop!" And that was Elegaie the Caamasi Jedi who would always try to prevent Igoru from killing anyone. "You are no fun!" Igoru said and gave him a smile full of teeth. "You aren't fun either," Garth said again. "You still owe me that bet." Igoru looked at the Caamasi. "Just let me crush one of his bones, the toes of his left foot, he doesn't use those for slicing." Elegaie did not answer. They were on Devaron. The Devish world. The world was in a strange situation, almost a week ago the troops transports had deployed Yuuzhan Vong warriors. Ten thousand of them plus their Firebreathers, and who knew what else. They had run over the main cities. The Devish and the Devaronians had proven to be a touch chunk to bite. Their resistance group had been thoroughly organized, and their tactics were effective. Even after two weeks of ground campaign the Yuuzhan Vong weren't in a position to call the planet their own. With the rest of the Yuuzhan Vong fleet handling pressing issue elsewhere. There haven't been much supplies, and reinforcements for the troops. On the other hand the Rebel Alliance had gladly offered the help to the world. Elegaie's group which High Command didn't know what to do with had been sent to help the Devish. He had been briefed by one Rebl Devaronian commando, one Kapp Dendo, on the geography of the planet. The many mountain chains and valley and rivers had been a difficult obstacle for the Firebreathers. Now it was up to Elegaie to develop working tactics and apply them, and if they were lucky they might just survive the day and even drive the Firebreathers back.... They just might. OOC: Darky, although this is a ground campaign, these guys could use your X-Wings to destroy whatever supply convoys and those ugly Firebreathers... Interested, Commodore?

Not just school, the Caridan Military Academy.

Interesting, really interesting. Although it can only pinpoint the virii its still a good advance in medical science.

I'm really sorry to hear all that stuff my friend. I hope things get better for you in the days ahead. We will look forward to your return. Remember the Force will be with you. Always. (I always wanted to say that)

Trej's visions were growing worse and worse. He had lost it for real this time. Everything around him was Zoot. He was in his room. "If I don't look at Zoot, Zoot won't be able to look at me." The reasoning made sense at that point. He closed his eyes and his under the blanket, hugging his cuddle toy. He panicked again. He opened his eyes again. And still saw nothing. Not another vision. He did not see anything but heard it again. He focused to formulate a question. A vision if its only heard is it still the vision? "Shut up, fool!" Trej was startled "Zoot?" "No, Julián..." Trej was relieved. "I'm not to be referred as Zoot!!!! I'm to be addressed as Your Highness." Trej rubbed his eyes and convinced himself that this time this wasn't a vision. Without any second thought he ran away. After the first five seconds he did have a second thought, and grabbed for the inalambric phone of his room. Damn if I only had a cell phone... Trej wanted to check the hour and try to call his SWR friends but after a short glance on his wristwatch he decided against him and made for the street. His phone rang and he answered, teh caller ID identified it as a call from the US. Probably Dinochick. "Hola Dinochick, aló!!!" No answer. There was no time for worries on the street Trej realized that Zoot was gaining on him. He ran and entered the first taxi. It was Carlos again. "Tenés plata esta vez?" Carlos asked. "No," Carlos just accelerated and left Trej on the street. Trej kept running and entered a store. On a TV there was a mention of Spielberg's latest movie... Trej ran out of the store. Luckily he found a friend waiting for him outside...Although Trej would prefer a more capable hero, but he appaered to be busy at the moment.

OOC: I hear, I obey... IC: Iulan contacted the yammosk through the Force. Immediately three Jeedai Vong squadron accompanied him in the attack on the Ocean Blue. Two other cruiser, the Mind of God, and the Guardian of Blood also attacked the Calamarian Cruiser. The beautiful ship erupted at last in ball of fire. The Jeedai Vong fleet was recovering the initiative in battle. The Rebel and Imperial forces apparently were not so used to battling together, and there was little communication between both factions. Heavy turbolaser fire from the lead Star Destroyer, the Imponent, had already destroyed four X-Wing and done heavy damage to one of the Corellian Corvettes. One the other hand the Jeedai Vong had several weak spots were the Rebel fighters were coming through. And the surprises haven't arrived yet. Iulan pushed his troubles aside and focused on a group of TIEs coming his way, with his cloaking shield gone and the element of surprise gone, the Rebel-Imperial group already had him as a target. That they would send half a squadron against him, proved how much they rated him. Iulan's eyes blazed with cold fire. Six times he pressed the trigger, six more TIEs were dead. They didn't even maneuver that much. Stupid TIEs. His navi-computer beeped once in a shrill tone. New ship in the area. Its IFF Code identified it as an Imperial Interdictor cruiser. It's probably been waiting in the edge of the system, waiting until the Imperials were in a superior position. Imperial self-dellusioning, appeared to grow worse during war-time. The Interdictor, though helped their "surprises" to get into an advantaged position from the start. Their two surprises, two little worldships Rjiuvan and Iulan had built together after seeing the success of the Caridan tactic. They weren't worldships as the Yuuzhan Vong, they weren' made out of yorik coral. Instead they were huge asteroids hollowed by huge reshaped spaceslugs, and crewed by a skeleton crew of warriors. The sight of two 25 kilometer long asteroids with plasma weapons all over them shocked the Imperial-Rebel battle group. Rjiuvan had his battleplan fully worked out. Immediately the remaining Jeedai Vong fleet elements moved behind their iron-nickel warasteroid. The Imperial formation was in disarray, while one asteroid was destroying the Imperial-Rebel support vessels at random, the other was focusing its fire on the Star Destroyers. The Rebel fleet had after the loss of the Ocean Blue regrouped behind the six Imperial-II-Star Destroyers. The first Rebel frigate entered hyperspace. "Fools! Cowards! Traitors!" The owling cry came through the open channel. It came from the Imponent, the Imperial and Rebels needed first to learn to trust each other before they even thought of battling a superior foe. More Rebel ships fled. A Neb-B frigate, probably the medical ship and some shuttles stayed for few more minutes. Then they left. Alone squadron of X-Wings, and B-Wings stubbornly stayed behind. Get out! You don't want to be here. Iulan focused the Force at them, try to contact the more familiar minds. Leave, old friends. The Empire spelled its own doom avoid their fate. Go, don't be foolish. Iulan hadn't time to check whether they actually obeyed his mental command. A ion shot from a Delta-Dx transport had hit him hard, and he lost steering and the navicomputer. Warrior of Shadow Battlegroup, help me. He issued the order through the Force. Oddly enough, before the coralskips came to his aid, few X-Wing wearing the Shadow Squad patch killed the Delta-Dxs. Then they left. Warrior of Shadow, Shadow Squad... The similarity of the name had occasioned the confusion, Iulan had tried to contact one coralskipper squadron. The asteroids had already finished off the screen of Imperial support ships, and three Star Destroyers were drifting into a decaying orbit, the first was already burning. The only intelligent action of the Imperial commander that day was, to self destruct the decaying vessel before they hit the planetary shield of Antar 4. Another Impstar exploded this time take a chunk of one of the asteroids. But the battle was already lost. The Imperials had lost six more Star Destroyers defending a neutral world, while the Rebels with considerable losses limped away of the battle zone. Even the fighters were gone by this time. And the Jeedai Vong? What was their positiong after this battle? Iulan feared the answer. Rjiuvan smiled grimly, more grim than usual, when the last Star Destroyed blew up. It had been a costly victory, if it was a victory at all. More than half their ships were pulverised by the joint Rebel-Imperial fleet, and although coral vessels were being grown at the Kessel graveyard and coralskippers in some sectors of Carida. The warriors was something he could not replace so easily. It had been a victory in another sense. A more personal. A victory over Shimraa because, the Overlord now knew that Rjiuvan was very much alive and working against him. And another victory for their cause, because Iulan had now given the final step. He was now fully dedicated to their cause. In attacking the Rebels Iulan had shown that he had stranged himself further from his past. Each step away from the pass brought Coruscant a lot closer. Although Rjiuvan respected Iulan much, and did, in some way, actually consider him a God, or an Envoy of the Gods at least. Rjiuvan knew that Iulan could not go to Coruscant as a Jedi Knight, nor as a Dark Jedi, but as a fully prepared Jeedai Vong. He smiled, but now to his duty, the one he enjoyed most. After a short debriefing of his most trusted warriors he sit with Iulan and over a game of Dejarik they would plan the battles ahead. The game of Dejarik had gone by in an extreme silence. "The path has changed." Rjiuvan said. "The future is always in motion." "There will still be battles in the future." "And we will approach them cautiously, but determined to win." Iulan answered. "Our resources have been reduced, and the warasteroids aren't as versatile as warships. Actually I have only one more single use for them. Unless we battle Shimraa instead of Evaders." "Coruscant is still our goal, my friend." Iulan sentenced. "So shall it be." "I have a raid in mind, which might prove helpful." Iulan offered. "Where?" "A neutral and peaceful planet in the Inner Rim." Iulan answered "What will we find there?" Iulan's eyes glistened. "The knowledge of a galaxy."

Iulan and Rjiuvan had seen the Punisher make its early arrival. They had seen him destroy the damned Interdictor and then enterhyperspace destroying on his way out two cruiser analogs. Leaving their exit vector unprotected. Rjiuvan had expressed his anger openly, Iulan on the other hand had repressed it. "Should we launch the rest of our skips?" Rjiuvan asked. It was a fair question. Iulan's plan to gloriously stop Shimraa had failed. Instead Iulan had lead the Jeedai Vong forces to their first victory. Unless they unleashed their full arsenal on the Rebel fleet. The choice was difficult and he knew he couldn't repeat his actions at Esseles. One of the two fleets had to be destroyed. Either his or the Rebels. His anger grew with each heartbeat he thought over the issue. A glance at the blaze bug conforted him. The Jeedai Vong were still in numeric advantage. And they had a God with them. "Rjiuvan launch all coralskippers. I will go myself." Iulan left to the hangar. Rjiuvan sat on his command chair and started issuing orders. The Jeedai Vong would not lose today. The battle atmosphere had changed the Rebels were confused. The apparition and disapparition of the dreaded Yuuzhan vong fleet had distracted them, and somehow it did not make sense to use the heavier ships for a hit-and-fade attack. The other Vong that had been fighting unwillingly, as it seemed, now were fueled with determination to survive and be the victors. And then there was the "ghostskip". The invisible skip that kept attacking Rebel fighters.... Iulan targeted an X-Wing at random, to his dismay it was Shadow 1! Iulan remained close behiind him and fired. Four invisble laser shots hit the x-Wing hard. Immediately the pilot began maneuvers to evade his invisble pursuer. Throught the comm, Iulan could still hear the Rebel chatter through the open channel. With his left index Iulan changed his weapons and fired again. Then something hit him, whether it was debris, or another fighter he was uncertain. But the next moment he knew he wasn't invisble anymore. Someone on the open channel cried. "TIE DEFENDER! THE IMPS HAVE ARRIVED." Iulan immediately reached for the villip. "Rjiuvan how goes the battle?" "Well, we have destroyed 30% of Rebel Forces." "Do we have an exit vector?" "Yes, it is clear." "Flee, Imperials are coming." Immediately the coralskipper around him began to withdraw. To no avail. The exit vector was closed again, this time by six massive Imperial-II Star Destroyer and support vessels. The combined Imperial-Rebel fleet was now in a superior position. "it was time,"Iulan decided for the suprise they had prepared." That is, if we live long enough.

Trej was shaking. His eyes were focused on an empty spot in the air. "Are you ok?" Elvis kept asking him. Trej looked at Elvis. But it wasn't Elvis, it was the pair of cat's eyes in mid-air, only that now Elvis voice came from it. At least that was what Trej saw. "GET AWAY FROM ME YOU DIABOLIC CAT!!!!" Trej screamed and ran off. Elvis grabbed him by the hand. "Trej, what are you talking about, it's me. Elvis!" Elvis said stranged. "Let me go... Please, and I'll give you many Kitty Krunchies..." "Trej, wake up. I'm not Zoot." Elvis insisted. "You try to confuse me you damned Cat... But I'm smarter. I know you aren't Elvis. Let me go." Elvis had no choice. Trej had lost it. Elvis took the hardcover edition of Don Quijote and hit Trej on his head. That would keep him quiet. Elvis locked the windows and left, locking the door behind him. With Trej have dellusions about Zoot, Elvis decided it was time to call the other members of SWR... Zoot was on the move...

Sometimes.. sometimes not... Depends if the modem wants to collaborate...

Perhaps they are following a fashion inspired by Vader's helmet.

OOC: Actually I do... But I'll see what I can do... Since you didn't specify a world. I'll choose it. I hope you like Antar 4.. IC: Even on their safe reduct on Alderaan Iulan and Rjiuvan had learnt of the devastating defeat at Bothawui. That Bothan Space should be lost wasn't surprising. It was, though, that it fell so early. From the Corellian Run the Yuuzhan Vong had now an advantage for future incursions into the Core. Additionally came the news of a wave of attacks near Yag'Dhul, lead by Supreme Overlord Shimraa himself. Rjiuvan had made his point clear that in over a millenia nor Supreme Overlord had lead a battle personally, more less used worldships in battle so openly and carelessly. Even so the results of his strategem were undeniable as the galaxy had had the chance to witness. And the Rebel Alliance in the front row. Rjiuvan cursed aloud as another Blaze Bug in their Galactic map changed its color. Tynna. "They have started their final push." Iulan said, and Rjiuvan snorted. "Such carelessness suggests two things for the Yuuzhan Vong, their commander is really able, which I know that Shimraa isn't," he spat, "or they keep advancing because behind their front line they are particularly weak." Iulan took that comment to heart and examined the map again. Iulan was sure that the entire galxy had made the same mistake he had. He had only cared for their frontline and had not given a second thought to the worlds behind. The Minos Cluster, the Senex-Juvex Sectors, and the Elrood Sector were particularly weak and poor, even scarcely populated. Alone the Sluis and the Sesswenna Sector were rich in the Outer Rim. But as Imperial sources had indicated, a fleet of Victory Destroyers combined with some few Rebel Squadron had halted the advance of the Yuuzhan Vong Forces there. The Imperial officers seeing Sluis Van threatened, chose to ravage the planet with toxic chemicals and destroy the shipyards, rescuing of course, the engineers at work there. All the population from the Imperial governor down to every single Sluissi died in the most horrible manner. There were rumors of Rebel fleets trying to attack the Yuuzhan Vong strike force from behind. Rumors of the Rebel surfacing near the destroyed Bakura had eventually made its way to the core. The Yuuzhan Vong seemed to have the same problem the Empire had. A small band of renegades refusing to acknowlegde defeat and using guerrilla tactics to attack them. It was unmistakably the spirit of the Rebel Alliance. "The more hurt they are, the stronger they will push." Rjiuvan said and pointed at one of the blaze bugs. "The Gotals?" "They have already enough humans, they need more varied races for their creations." Iulan nodded. "What is our course of action?" "I obey your orders, Iulan. You are the Jeedai Knight." Rjiuvan said. "I see myself in a position where my only option is to ask your help to defend Antar 4. Even if it means battling worldships, and not expecting victory." "A most interesting challenge." Rjiuvan said followed by a warprayer. The issue was settled. In twelve hours the biggest fleet gathered by Rjiuvan Shai entered hyperspace. Soon enough they would be at Antar Four. Shimraa was angry. The people around him noticed his anger. The growing pile of bodies, he himself had killed made it obvious. The bodies belonged to those unfortunate souls that had had the assignment of bringing him the news of the worlds behind their frontline of warships. Insurrections at Bpfassh, sabotage at Praesitlyn and always more Imperial agents. Priest demanding more sacrifices, and the shaper asking Rjiuvan not to give some many aliens to the priests. And warriors dying each day at the hand of incompetent commanders that would soon enough be found with one of Shimraa's claw in his throat or evaporated by turbolaser fire. He had lost the two best Warmaster he had brought early in the war. Shedao Shai had fallen during a battle and his treacherous, crechè brother had been the first to speak heresies at Shimraa and had betrayed him. Shimraa had cared little for his fate. The only thing he knew was of his alliance with the Jeedai... The more messengers came the more daring attacks he planned, right now he was considering an attack on Mrlsst. The door opened, the soldier spoke of a catastrophe near Sullust. Mrlsst was off. Antar Four was next. The shapers had been demanding Gotals, their ability to sense mental moods and also detect Jeedai, was very valuable. Shimraa laughed and barked an order. His worldships, along with the Punisher left Yag'Dhul behind. Soon enough they would arrive at Antar Four. Rjiuvan's task force exited hyperspace with the Chariot in lead. To his surprise there wasn't a sign of Shimraa's fleet instead there were numerous Rebel ships, and entire swarms of Rebel fightercraft. "We shoudl withdraw, the Rebels are in position." "To the outskirts of the system, Rjiuvan this fleet can't handle worldships, much less the Punisher." "Yes." An angry roar came from Rjiuvan. "The Rebels have brought a krahl-cursed Interdictor." Iulan knew not what to do. The Rebels moved forward to attack the would-be defenders of Antar Four. Iulan gave an order that hurt him deep down. "Prepare for battle. Focus on their starfighters, their are the most grave threat, have some ships try to attack the Interdictor." "Yes," Rjiuvan nodded and turned to give orders to his crew. He was the Warmaster after all. Iulan closed his eyes and hoped that Shimraa's Force would come quickly. If only to show the Rebel which the real threat was. Through the Force he raced through the constellations of Rebel minds. Again his lost comrades, members of Shadow Squad and Emerald Squad. If only the Immortal were here... OOC: There's your battle. Don't lose your forces to early darky, the bad Vong are on their way, try to pound me a bit, jsut not too hard. @Elvis: Get into your Shimraa personality for this battle....

Genereal Concept Guy... I think we need someone to start organizing everything since Igor has been really quiet. And you are already part of the support staff of the site, you just have to offer your help to the R:R TC... And using a graphics program isn't that hard... And making some cards doens't take too much time... But as an interstellar lawyer I suppose you don't have much time to spare, do you?...

Excellent DC, just great. Trej was having trouble sleeping. In the past nights he had awakened in the middle of the night, sweating and trembling, as he tried to remember what he had dreamt of, a dreaded name was the only he recalled: Zoot. Perhaps, Trej thought, I might fall asleep easier if I read somthing. He checked the books on this table next to his bed. The poetic Edda.... he didn't want to dream of Zoot in a nordic context... The One and Thousand Nights.. Sure some of the stories would chear him up... But then there were the Djinns and the Assassins... No that wouldn't help either. Science Fiction Stories by H.G. Wells... Yes, those would be nice... But then halfway though the Invisible Man.... He read the following lines: "About two, the cat began miawoing about the room. I tried to hush itby talking to it, and then I decided to turn it out. I remember the shock I had when striking a light - there were just the roung eyes shining green - and nothing round them...." Trej threw the book far away. Then the dogs in his backyard started making noise. They barked furiously at first, but then ran away. Trej looked out of his window all he saw were two green eyes. No.. It was only the reflection of his own eyes... He lay on his bed again. And he eventually slept. Then came a purring. Was he dreaming? The green eyes hovered on him and they spoke: "For the trachery of SWR against the Catti people," Zoot's voice said quielty from beside him as Trej gasped for breath. "We were betrayed. We have been revenged." Trej woke up screaming. The door was open... [/i]

We don't know that. Perhaps Thrawn did destroy the OBF and had Doriana leave with C'Baoth back to Palpy... Aaargh! Those midi-chlorians again, I hate that stupid midicholorian theory, but I see your point. That's what I meant with my last point. Clones like one ones Thrawn' created in Wayland probabl have a weaker Force-presence, due to the use of ysalimiri. But again there seems to be an exception: Luuke. Although we never see him manipulating the Force it was highly likely that he was a Force-sensitive.

Yes, his interest hsa extended from the female dancers to the male majordomo...