~Sins of a Fallen Imperium~ [SCI FI|IC| Character|OPEN|]

by **Novas Arcanum** » Sat Sep 15, 2018 9:36 am

A Galaxy at War

It is a time of civil war across the stars. Factions vie for supremacy, over one and another. The Galactic Imperium, Paragon of Order, for millennia is now crumbling under its hubris and fighting for its very survival. The Sons of Liberty hardened, and persevering rebels have launched a revolution against "Imperial Oppression" of the Outer Rim worlds. Weak and decadent Imperator Qun ignored the threat the rebels posed and remained compliant which would cost him dearly. The Sons soon kickstarted a brutal and decisive blow against the Imperium seizing control of Korra and threatening Imperial domination of the Outer Rim. While the legions scrambled to deal with the rebel threat, the Crimson Chorus the most feared and powerful criminal syndicate in the galaxy have made their move. With Imperial forces distracted they have moved from their base of Mongrel seizing control of three planets surrounding them eager to spread their influence across the cold darkness of space.

The galaxy is at a war of ideologies whoever wins will reign supreme in the annals of time and space. Who will come out on top? Will the Imperium restore order to a galaxy in desperate need of it? Will the Sons throw off the yoke of Imperial oppression and forge their own destiny? Or will the Chorus enlighten the cosmos with their own brand of criminal anarchy? That is up to you! Fight for order in the Imperium, or for the rights of all men and aliens in the Rebellion. Or take to the darkness and become a criminal smuggling drugs and slaves for the Chorus and getting filthy rich in the process. If you disagree with all three factions, then form your own, and conquer the galaxy for yourself! Anything is possible in this, roleplay and the only limitation is your own imagination.

KORRA

Located in the far reaches of the Outer Rim, orbiting a Class-M red dwarf, Korra is a haven world for the Sons of Liberty. The planet is covered in wind-swept red dunes and acidic jungles orbited by two gigantic moons that act as satellites for the rebels. In the ruins of an old Cybernetic Warship the size of an entire metropolis, the rebels make their base, the beating heart of a Revolution. The backwater world is home to an old and run down cantina, called "The Drunken Android" frequented by space travelers and freedom fighters alike. It acts as the only source of entertainment for the rebels who swivel gallons of space rum after guerrilla attacks against the Imperials. Here rebel cruisers launch from base to attack Imperial war vessels and trade ships, trying to wreck as much havoc as possible. It is rumored that Commander Scott of the Yellow Squad is recruiting battle-hardened rebels for a mission of great importance but such importance cannot be determined, only that it would prove a decisive blow against the Imperium if it succeeded.

Affilation:Rebel
Region: Outer Rim

MONGREL

A desert planet orbiting a Class G star. It is the decrepit and cesspool Capitol of the Infamous and Diabolical Crimson Chorus. Lead by the secretive and elusive Mysterious Godfather leader of the largest criminal organization in the entire galaxy it is here where the tentacles of the drug and slave trade reach out to the wider galaxy. Here the absolute worst of the galaxy gather, murderers, gangsters, drug dealers, and bounty hunters. One can earn credits by entering contracts with the various crime lords, or gamble in the numerous illegal casinos, that dot the Red Light District. It is a haven of anarchy and one can get away with many things compared to the civilized circles of the galaxy, for the inspiring criminal or one seeking to escape persecution Mongrel is the perfect world to run to.

Affilation: Crimson Chorus
Region: Outer Rim

COSMOPOLIS

Cosmopolis the beating heart of the Galactic Imperium, covered entirely in city-scape.The markets and shopping districts are thronged with trade goods and many migrants from the wider galaxy come here to try their luck in this city-world. The banners of Imperator Qun fly over this Core World the Imperator ruling from the hallowed halls of the Celestial Palace. Cosmopolis is rich and prosperous, a testament to the glittering skyscrapers headquarters to powerful corporations and financial conglomerates. Unlike other worlds in the galaxy Cosmopolis as not been touched by the ravages of war, the Stock Market is booming and the Galactic Bank is flushed in credits, eager to loan out money to those who desire to turn a quick in hefty profit in the markets. The Grand Fleet of the Imperium as gathered it is rumored that Lord Severus is assembling the fleet to strike at the Sons of Liberty in the Outer Rim, the armies of the Imperium march in unison ready to bring the battle to the rebels.

Affliation Imperial,Trade Federation
Region: Galactic Core

TYRANNIS

Ruled by Lord Severus.Tyrannis is a volcanic, planet cover in lava-seas and ashen continents. Lord Severus rules from his Dark Fortress, surrounded by a small settlement for miners who come to the world to extract the various precious metals, that fuel the Imperial war machine. The planet straddles the Outer and Middle Rim, acting as an important launching pad where Severus leads his armies to strike at the Sons in the Outer Rim. The planet is Ground Zero for the Civil War if it were to fall to the Rebels then they would be able to strike at the heart of the Imperium, which is why rebel raids 'and ambushes are quite frequent in this Outer Rim planet.

Affliation: Imperial
Region: Outer Rim

ANDORRA

Ruled by King Vivek the III. Andorra is a paradise Middle Rim world, a mixture of breath-taking forests, and gorgeous domed cities that sit upon waterfalls. The world is mercantile in nature and values peace above all else. King Vivek swears fealty to Imperator Qun but has been accused of holding rebel sympathizers.Vivek adamantly denies this but that has not stopped the world from being placed under an Imperial blockade, as an investigation is under place to determine if Andorra is truly aiding the rebels or not. The Imperials seek help in this matter and are willing to shell out enormous amounts of credits to anyone who is able to solve this dilemma if Andorra is proved guilty the consequences would be dire indeed.
Affilation: Imperial???
Region: Middle Rim

by **Ralnis** » Sat Sep 15, 2018 1:16 pm

Mongrel,
Chapter 1:A Hole in the Wall

You know what they say, stupid is as stupid gets.

Mongrel was supposed to be the place to finally settle down, enough to actually be able to think and maybe control our own destinies. Things never goes as plan, that's why I never usually plan things out. The damn bounty hunter was on planet, any bounty hunter could get us, all because I and my friends wanted to be free from slavery.

It was stupid to think that this would be a free life. Like I said, stupid is as stupid gets.

Still, we need to leave the planet and supplies were not cheap. Good thing there's a job for anyone who can use some scary looking Ducks with a ship that was willing to take on any job needed. There's always someone in need of a crew with a fast ship.

Action: See what work criminal work is available for a punch of scary ducks with a speedster.

by **Labstoska** » Sat Sep 15, 2018 2:06 pm

Andery Corronis
aboard the Radiance in the upper atmosphere of Andorra
The atmosphere of Andorra was infested, the latest imperial edict had determined that planet was to be placed under a blockade until king Vikus the III was proven innocent or had been removed from his place of power, however it was unlikely that the former would come to pass for king Vikus in his political career had not made very many friends throughout the imperium, too much talk of reform and rights for the peasantry, and when the imperial lords smelt blood in the water they were never ones to shy away. What better man to lead the investigation then Andery Corronis, whose entire family had been itching to get back to Andorra ever since they had lost the planet 200 years ago which had inevitably lead to the downfall of the entire Corronis dynasty.

The intimidating spectre of the Imperial fleet was now joined by one more ship, a sleek pointed vessel with two large thrusters attached to it's sides, across it's stern was written The Radiance and beneath that was the star and eye of the IID ( Imperial Intelligence Directorate). The bridge of the ship was an expansive oval shape with an sterile utilitarian design, surrounding the entirety of the bridge were numerous monitors and instruments displaying the Radiance's surroundings and operating these systems and instruments were the various crew members, each of them had developed a beetle like quality to them, scuttling around, their backs hunched, always keeping their heads low lest the eyes of their overseer fall upon them, it was this type of individual who thrived best in the Imperium and it was exactly this type of person that Andery liked best to employ. This brings us to the centrepiece of the bridge where on a small elevated platform the commander of the entire ship stood: Andery Corronis.

A small smirk came to Andery's face as he looked upon the holographic image of Andorra displayed in front of him, the planet that had broke his family all those years ago would now be the one that reforged the Corronis dynasty. Despite the fact that he had explicit orders from the IID that the planet was to be brought under the control of directorate itself Andery had plans of his own for the planet, after all it didn't matter who the new governor of the planet was as long as they were loyal to the IID, admittedly it wouldn't of been Andery's first choice for the launching off point, paradise planets tended to breed a soft population, yet it did have a sense of poetic justice that Andery simply couldn't resist. All he needed to do was to find evidence against the current king and with all the people aligned against the incumbent king that wouldn't be so difficult a task.

"Lieutenant Carthag would you kindly patch me through to ever loyal king Vikus" A small insectile man with greying hair and tired eyes looked up at Andery nodded and then set about tweaking with the various instruments in front of him until he said " A message is now being sent to the royal Andorran palace sir." Silence fell across the bridge as Andery began to speak,

"King Vikus the III, you have been accused of harbouring and collaborating with rebel forces, as you know this a capital offence and if you are discovered to be guilty then you will have your lands and titles revoked after which you shall be executed. I am Inquisitor Andery Corronis and I am here to carry out the investigation of your recent activities , I shall be landing an imperial warship in your capital city and bringing a small team of men to aid me in my investigation, we shall be granted full freedom when it comes to our investigations and if you prevent us from accessing information pertinent to our investigation or attempt to hinder our investigation then.. well all you need to do is look up to see what shall happen to you and your planet. I await your response eagerly your highness."
Action: Await a response from the king.

by **The GAmeTopians** » Sat Sep 15, 2018 6:00 pm

Riko Minami
Cosmopolis

The clicking of her heels drowned out by the bustle of Cosmopolis, Riko Minami strode down the sidewalk with a specific destination in mind. Spaced evenly in the area around her, two figures flickered in and out of view, her new recruits keeping a security perimeter in the crowd. The headquarters of the Trade Federation quickly came into view, a gigantic and ornate building that stood high above all others.
"Spread out around the main entrance. You won't get into the building wearing stealth suits." Riko spoke in a low tone, but the microphone strapped to her collar caught the order and transmitted it to her crew. They obliged, taking up positions roughly 50 feet away from the main entrance of the Trade Federation. Brushing by one of them, Riko walked inside.

Action: Attempting to obtain job opportunities at the Trade Federation on Cosmopolis.

by **Andsed** » Sun Sep 16, 2018 12:49 pm

Steven Greer

Outer Rim on the bridge of the Midway

Things were quiet on The Midway beside from the sound of machinery and chatter from the recruits. Captain Steven Greer sat on the bride staring out into space waiting for anything to happen. They were on patrol in the Outer Rim to hopefully catch and take out one or two pirates. The crew was a little on edge thanks to groups like the Crimson Chorus activity but Greer was surprisingly calm. He had grown up in the Outer Rim and worked on a trading vessel before joining the Imperial Military and becoming a captain so he had experience flying through these parts but now he was on a warship instead of a lightly armed trading vessel. But for now things were calm as the vessel silently flew through space carefully looking for any illegal activity.

Action: Go on patrol in the outer rim looking for bandits or rebels.

by **Novas Arcanum** » Sun Sep 16, 2018 1:14 pm

Janurary 1st,5000

Orill Frillsfellow

Orill maneuvered the seedy districts of Mongrel, looking for a someone to give him a job. He searched until the dead of night,just as hookers and drug dealers lined the streets of this crime infested haven.Orill would head inside a rundown Cantina called the Rusty Maiden, as he looked around all sorts of extraterrestrials stared at him. An alien with glowing eyes, and red skin wearing a brimmed hat, and dust covered rags eyed him from across the bar "You looking for a job duck? Well, you're in luck cause I have a job for ya!" The strange fellow eyed him with a disturbing smile, revealing a mouth devoid of teeth.

"I need someone, a human this man named Jace Sendu real piece of a shit owes me a lot of money, you bring him in and I'll give you 500 smackeroos, 600 if you manage to bring him in alive capeesh? He lit up some spice and smoked it slow and easy a powerful stench filled the air. He's hiding in the canyons, better be quick with him he's a slippery one, I'll be here once you return"

The mysterious alien would soon vanish into the shadows.

Andery Corrinis

The King would ignore the Imperial Officers effort to respond to him. The Royal Palace was off limits to lowly officers,Andery was but a face among countless other officers and few in the upper echelons of the Imperium knew him. only the official Lords of the Imperium held the credentials and paperwork to get into the palace and speak with Vivek, Andrey lacks the prestige or renown to warrant an appearance with the ruler of an entire planet. Either a Lord would have to hire Andery or he would have to find some other way to speak with the King otherwise his efforts were a complete failure.

Riko Minami

"Ssssecurity! We're being robbed!" The reptilian desk lady said as she watched Riko come in fully garbed in stealth armor, wielding an energy bow walked into Headquarters of the Trade Federation. Security Droids floated in ready to apprehend the trader until a tall bovine extraterrestrial walked in and shouted.

"Stop! she's with us! the Droids immediately stopped and assumed their positions.

"Yes you are here for a trade mission?" hmm well we believe that much profit can be made in shipping Silk Strider meat to Xerxes VI in the Outer Rim, you would get a 25 % cut from such a deal if you succeed, but not many traders are willing to risk their lives in such an endeavor what with the Outer Rim being a war zone right now..."

by **Ralnis** » Sun Sep 16, 2018 4:14 pm

Mongrel, Rusty Maiden

Being assign to a capture mission was something that I would call normal for me. I have always been running similar jobs just to get supplies but the thing is that I always need some guys to try and draw the guy out or he may have some actual men working with him. That's the thing about employers on this planet, they never tell if the target has their own men or not, but being slippery and the price means to never be too cautious.

It was something that I learned on the road, you can never have too many bodies. It's been awhile since I did started to hire some thugs in order to do a job, lots of them looked young but I needed to just hire a couple of hire guns, hopefully with guns and some protection. Still, the bar was alight with opportunists that would want a chance of making some money or a short-term career working with me. I don't care either way, they just need to know how to use a gun and won't run away from a fight.

Maybe I'm asking too much, knowing where I'm at.

Action: Look for hirelings who have some equipment that can help in hunting Jace down.

by **Novas Arcanum** » Mon Sep 17, 2018 5:21 am

Steven Greer

Janurary 4th,5000

Across the Sea of Stars, Steven Greer travels, in the vastness of the Outer Rim. One of his recruits spots a Dark Matter storm but before they can steer course, a fleet of ancient warships warp into the scene.

"Captain its pirates and they wave the banners of the Crimson Chorus!" One of the recruits shout. The warships five in total shoot blasts of plasma energy pummeling the Imperial Warship, if Steven Greer doesn't act soon enough they'll be turned to stardust, either the pirates will kill them or the storm that is rushing towards them will.

Steven Greer notices how one of the exhaust pipes of the pirate vessels is leaking kyroban gas, if he hits it with his plasma cannon then he may set off a chain reaction that'll destroy the pirate scourge....

Orill Frellsfellow

Janurary 2nd,5000

Orill looks around the Rusty Maiden, most of the scoundrels giving him a scowl more than anything else, nevertheless three souls are willing to join his merry band, for two credits a piece, a bargain price in these parts.

by **Labstoska** » Mon Sep 17, 2018 12:12 pm

Andery Corronis
Upper atmosphere of Andorra
"We've received no reply from the king sir, they don't appear to recognise us as a valid Imperial representative." stated lieutenant Carthag after about an hour of waiting for a response. A vicious scowl spread across Andery's face, it was a clever strategy on the part of the king in the millennium long history of the Imperium the IID was a mere blip and as all new institutions in an age of ancient dynasties it had been thoroughly shunned by the majority of imperial houses and many had refused to recognise it as the Imperator's formal intelligence service. Yet Andery was never one to be deterred, there was no doubt that if the king were a member of some rebel conspiracy he would most likely of had to include some lower class conspirators who would be far easier to get a hold of.

"Bring us down to the Andorran capital city" Andery commanded, the various crew members now steeled themselves for the most difficult part of interstellar travel: the entry of the atmosphere.

The long golden spire that was the Radiance, now angled itself to point at the green and blue orb of Andorra and then began to descend, as the ship began to pierce the atmosphere a slight tint of red and orange began to flare at it's corners before spreading to engulf the entire ship in an orb of flames. Then as soon as it had begun it was over, the great orbs of fire flickered away and were replaced by white streams of air following the ship as it now approached the serene capital of the Andorran kingdom.
Action: Land at the Andorran capital's spaceport

by **Andsed** » Mon Sep 17, 2018 12:39 pm

Novas Arcanum wrote:
Steven Greer

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Janurary 4th,5000

Across the Sea of Stars, Steven Greer travels, in the vastness of the Outer Rim. One of his recruits spots a Dark Matter storm but before they can steer course, a fleet of ancient warships warp into the scene.

"Captain its pirates and they wave the banners of the Crimson Chorus!" One of the recruits shout. The warships five in total shoot blasts of plasma energy pummeling the Imperial Warship, if Steven Greer doesn't act soon enough they'll be turned to stardust, either the pirates will kill them or the storm that is rushing towards them will.

Steven Greer notices how one of the exhaust pipes of the pirate vessels is leaking kyroban gas, if he hits it with his plasma cannon then he may set off a chain reaction that'll destroy the pirate scourge....

When Steven had heard of the black matter storm he had not been panicked all they would have to do is take some evasive action. But now with 5 warships which while seemly ancient were a big threat that were flying the banners of the Crimson Chorus...Well Steven did for a moment panic before spotting something that could be used. It seemed one of the exhaust pipes of the pirate vessels is leaking kyroban gas which if shot could make a nice explosion that would take out the fleet or give them time to get away. Beside with that storm coming in they did not have time for a large engagement and even if they did they would very likely be torn apart by the fleet. Steven shouted out to the crew.

"OK what we are going to do is focus all of are fire on that exhaust pipe that is leaking kyroban gas!" Steve shouted out pointing at the leaking exhaust port.

Action: Focus all of the cannons on that exhaust pipe leaking kyroban gas.

by **Novas Arcanum** » Mon Sep 17, 2018 4:31 pm

Andery Corrinis

As an Imperial Officer,Andery was, of course, able to land without a hitch into the Port of Andorra. He does notice how the natives look at him with suspicion, it is clear that the people of Andorra have bad blood with the Imperium.

+1 Suspicion on Andorra

Steven Greer

Steven Greer misses by a mile, the pirates catching wind of what he tries to concentrate their firepower an epic array of plasma blasts devastates the Imperial Warship tearing a piece of the hull to the side. Three of the crewmembers are severely injured in the attack. The dark matter storms fast approaches, destroying four of the pirate vessels and sending the rest of the spaceships into a maelstrom of chaos and destruction. Steven Greer as no idea what happens as his spaceship is catapulted across the endless void of space...

Micraously, no one dies,but three recruits are in critical condition. The ship is severely damaged, and it floats in the ever consuming darkness of space. It cannot possibly make any warp jumps but the astro maps indicate an unexplored alien world that the ship can land on for repairs.

+ 3 injured recruits
+1 damaged warship

by **Andsed** » Mon Sep 17, 2018 4:48 pm

Novas Arcanum wrote:
Steven Greer

Steven Greer misses by a mile, the pirates catching wind of what he tries to concentrate their firepower an epic array of plasma blasts devastates the Imperial Warship tearing a piece of the hull to the side. Three of the crewmembers are severely injured in the attack. The dark matter storms fast approaches, destroying four of the pirate vessels and sending the rest of the spaceships into a maelstrom of chaos and destruction. Steven Greer as no idea what happens as his spaceship is catapulted across the endless void of space...

Micraously, no one dies,but three recruits are in critical condition. The ship is severely damaged, and it floats in the ever consuming darkness of space. It cannot possibly make any warp jumps but the astro maps indicate an unexplored alien world that the ship can land on for repairs.

+ 3 injured recruits
+1 damaged warship

Steven Greer

Well that went poorly Steven thought as he tried to figure out what the hell to do. He saw that three of the recruits were injured and the ship was badly damaged, He ordered for the the two recruits not injured to try and tend to the other three while he tried to figure out what to do now. As he checked over the astro maps and the maps seemed to showed a nearby unexplored world that they could land on and make repairs. He did not know what would be on this world but at this point he really had no choice as they could not make any warp jumps at this point. So he came out along with the uninjured recruits began to pilot and land the ship on this unexplored planet.

Action: Fly and land the ship on the unexplored planet

by **Ralnis** » Mon Sep 17, 2018 7:17 pm

Some Distant Canyon,
Mongrel

There was only three takers on my grand adventure of a lifetime speech. I didn't care as long they can do what is needed and I can capture the human. As I load them up in the ship, I tend not to think of what I had to do in order to steal it. I had only to take the young Imperial noble hostage, just enough to secure my freedom from slavery. Oh how I was stupid to think I could get me and the other slaves off-world, or even escape without a few blaster shots through me and some marks of defiance.

Still, I at least have the ship, a blaster, and a few idiots who have been paid to just slow down that bounty hunter. Speaking about my ship, I was able to fly it over the canyon which the Human had been said to be hiding in. I had a gut feeling that it wasn't going to be easy, doesn't matter as the target was only worth an extra 100 credits but even with the extra muscle I expect this guy to have, I could perhaps get some more credits off the looted dead.

I landed the ship somewhere and got the stealth suit out. I told the meatshields that we were going to scout and stealth around to find where the target it is and any other men or traps that Jace had probably laid or hired.

Action: Orills and crew stealth and scout around to see if they can find a leverage or advantage to capture Jace and/or whatever security he has with him.

by **Novas Arcanum** » Tue Sep 18, 2018 5:35 am

Steven Greer

What a strange world covered entirely in fungal marshes. The air was fortunately breathable for humans, so Steven did not require special equipment to travel outside. He saw Leviathans the size of skyscrapers walking across the surface of the world, such magnificent beasts where fortunately herbivores feasting on the fungal vegetation, they were peaceful unless provoked which was good for Steven and his men for the armor of the Leviathans were impervious to plasma weaponry.

His men managed to heal up in the Medical tanks which were still intact from the blasts, they were still injured but could move around now unlike before. An entire world beckoned for Steven and his men.

+3 slightly injured recruits.

by **Brendislav** » Tue Sep 18, 2018 7:43 am

Dalia Hedda
In the darkest alleys of Cosmopolis

Sounds of plasma fire deafened any outside noise in the alleyway, thugs wearing dirty rags were firing at a small group of men in outdated military armor, and they were not relenting. The men in the armor were stuck behind a few crates and a dumpster, one of them tried to look at their assailants, but a stray plasma shot nearly hit his head. However, luckily for them this was all a part of the plan.

Dalia was casually walking down a close by alley, she could hear the droning gunfire but was unbothered by it. She saw a few terrified faces as she passed and gave them a sweet smile, either comforting them or making them think she was a madman. Soon she came across a junkyard of ships in various conditions. One of them was being recklessly packed by a short, greasy, man. Dalia pulled out her two pistols, “Hands up where I can see them!”

The man uttered a yelp and his hands shot up in the air, “How’d ya get through? Did ya kill them all?” he started blabbering. Dalia stood there, taking her time to watch the man squirm. He soon regained some composure and scowled at Dalia, “I didnt do nothin alright! You’re tresspassin in my property.”

“Ken ‘the fixer’ Jewels,” Dalia tisked, “if you truly did nothing then why am I getting paid 75 credits to take you in?”

Ken started to relax, “Oh, thank goodness,” he sighed, “I thought you were a ganger coming to kill me.”

“Well the law doesn’t care if they take chop-shop owners alive or dead,” Dalia chuckled, “it's the same price either way, but if you could make it worth my time...”

“Believe me! I’ll do anything!” Ken begged.

“Is that Scout your ship?” Dalia asked, Ken looked over at his ship and groaned.

A few moments later....

The small gang was celebrating, drinks were being passed around. “The Crooked Scoundrel” as Dalia and crew renamed it was a perfect fit, no longer would they stick to catching underground thugs for megere pay, they now looked to the stars. Lucky one of the crew was a former Speedster racer, and had some skill in piloting the ship. But letting the chop-shop runner left the gang holding on to their last credits. Dalia thought to go where the money was, and started looking for offers for trade convoys that needed escorts, it would get them some cash as well as letting the men test out the new ship.

Action: Dalia will look for trade convoys that need escorts and offer them our services.

by **Labstoska** » Tue Sep 18, 2018 9:33 am

Andrey Corronis
Andorra
Resentment was the root of rebellion and from what Andrey could see from the Andorran spaceport the planet was riddled with it. He had disembarked from the Radiance with a small taskforce of 5 marines -despite the fact that they had only just graduated from their Imperial war academy they were equipped with ionic pistols making the at least somewhat useful when it came to a fight- and even then he was able to detect signs of discontent, a slight flinch whenever he walked by, a curse uttered behind his back and hands that instinctively crawled towards their holster, to some it wouldn't appear that the king hadn't been doing too bad of a job yet the role of an Imperial governor was to grind it into the minds of their citizens that without the Imperium they were nothing, on Andorra that process seems to of been reversed.

Andrey and his men exited the spaceport and now looked out upon the serene capital city of Andorra, constructed to be the greatest tourist trap throughout the entire galaxy, it's idyllic river and ensuing waterfall was surrounded on both it's banks by rows and rows of stores. Andrey needed more info on how far the rebel influence had dug it's class into the world's social atmosphere, fortunately this wasn't that hard of a thing to do, rebels were never usually discreet with their propaganda.

Action: Investigative the city for rebel influence

by **Novas Arcanum** » Tue Sep 18, 2018 11:28 am

Orills Frillsfellow

Janurary 3rd,5000

Orills Frilsfellow had stealth armor so he was able to remain hidden as he watched from a distance. They managed to find him in a wide opening of the canyon. Fortune would favor Orills this night. He was sleeping without a care in the world, his blaster rifle tucked to his chest ready to kill any bastard if awakened.Orills would have to be real careful if he wanted to catch Jace unalarmed.

Dalia, Hedda

January 1st,5000

Dalia searched the markets and trade centers of the buzzing city-world of Cosmopolis looking for anyone willing to take her on a mission. It was a great challenge maneuvering the endless skyscrapers and districts of the planet and took her many hours. Finally she would find a strange tentacled alien with six eyes, willing to escort his trade shuttle Definiance to the star system of Maven VI in the Middle Rim. It wouldn't pay many 250 credits but it was an offer, and it would allow Dalia to explore a completely new and alien world that she had never been to before.

Andrey Corronis

January 3rd,5000

Andrey would observe the citizens of Andorra. They were suspicious and many tried to avoid the Imperial. From what could be overheard the Andorrans where upset about the disruption of trade a dire consequence of the blockade enforced by the Imperial Navy, but that is all Andrey can decipher. That is until the dead of night while walking around the corner of a boulevard, Andrey caught the persona of someone in hooded robes. The figure was a Xanthian Andrey could tell from the stark blue skin and blood red eyes. The Xanthian was elderly and had a hunch he waited for what seemed an eternity. He looked anxious and turned his head frequently clearly he was waiting on someone but who?

by **Ralnis** » Tue Sep 18, 2018 6:17 pm

Novas Arcanum wrote:
Orills Frillsfellow

Janurary 3rd,5000

Orills Frilsfellow had stealth armor so he was able to remain hidden as he watched from a distance. They managed to find him in a wide opening of the canyon. Fortune would favor Orills this night. He was sleeping without a care in the world, his blaster rifle tucked to his chest ready to kill any bastard if awakened.Orills would have to be real careful if he wanted to catch Jace unalarmed.

It seems that the damn asshole was asleep with the rifle tucked to his chest. I had to sneak up on him and had to try and take him alive. The other three thugs were hiding and watching to make sure that nothing bad happens. Since I was the only Duck with stealth armor(and the only Duck) I will be the one that can try to capture him alive.

Action:Orills sneaks up in his stealth armor on Jace and try to capture him by putting the blaster on his temple and threaten to shoot if he doesn't give up and hand over the rifle.

by **Labstoska** » Wed Sep 19, 2018 12:37 am

Andrey Corronis
Andorra
It seemed as if greed had been all that had driven Andorra's resentment against the Imperium, nothing but a slight increase in food prices and the realisation that they were no longer having life served to them on a silver platter. Andrey couldn't hold it against them, the guns of liberty cited such fallacies as freedom and independence as their cause for chaos at that Andrey pointed and laughed behind every action their was the slight taint of greed, at least the people of Andorra were somewhat honest about it.

Worry began to cloud Andrey's mind, greed, while being a respectable motive didn't quite explain to the IID how the king was implicated in a rebel conspiracy. So in order to clear his head Andrey had taken a walk through the boulevard, although Andrey had grown up with the smog covered skies of Tyrannis he did have to admit that the starry sky and twin moons of Andorra were not without their charm.

As Andrey crossed the boulevard his eyes happened to fall upon an elderly Xantian, peculiar the Xantians were far more acclimated to chillier temperatures and so seeing one on Andorra was rather odd. As an Imperial agent detecting what was odd in society was his speciality so he began to study the Xanthian in more depth, it was evident that it was nervous, of course this could just be some personal affair such as meeting with an estranged family member, yet Andrey had a hunch. He searched for a vantage point, brought out his communicator and set it to record.

Action: Find a vantage point where Andrey can evesdrop and record the conversation (if any takes place)

by **Andsed** » Wed Sep 19, 2018 7:44 am

Novas Arcanum wrote:
Steven Greer

(Image)

What a strange world covered entirely in fungal marshes. The air was fortunately breathable for humans, so Steven did not require special equipment to travel outside. He saw Leviathans the size of skyscrapers walking across the surface of the world, such magnificent beasts where fortunately herbivores feasting on the fungal vegetation, they were peaceful unless provoked which was good for Steven and his men for the armor of the Leviathans were impervious to plasma weaponry.

His men managed to heal up in the Medical tanks which were still intact from the blasts, they were still injured but could move around now unlike before. An entire world beckoned for Steven and his men.

+3 slightly injured recruits.

Steven Greer

Steven stepped out and surveyed the land. It was covered in fungal marshes with leviathans the size of buildings walking around grazing. The air was breathable and it was very peaceful.The three injured recruits were now able to move but Steven did not want to risk them so he ordered for them to rest here while one of the uninjured recruits stayed behind to keep an eye on everything while Steven and the other uninjured recruit began to explore and gather supplies to fix up the ship.

Action: With one of the uninjured recruits begin to explore and gather supplies to fix the ship.

by **The GAmeTopians** » Wed Sep 19, 2018 9:08 am

Novas Arcanum wrote:"Ssssecurity! We're being robbed!" The reptilian desk lady said as she watched Riko come in fully garbed in stealth armor, wielding an energy bow walked into Headquarters of the Trade Federation. Security Droids floated in ready to apprehend the trader until a tall bovine extraterrestrial walked in and shouted.

"Stop! she's with us! the Droids immediately stopped and assumed their positions.

"Yes you are here for a trade mission?" hmm well we believe that much profit can be made in shipping Silk Strider meat to Xerxes VI in the Outer Rim, you would get a 25 % cut from such a deal if you succeed, but not many traders are willing to risk their lives in such an endeavor what with the Outer Rim being a war zone right now..."

Riko Minami

Riko was rather surprised that the Federation receptionist was not well-used to encountering armed and armored traders, but carried on nonetheless.
"We'll take the contract. Our ship is docked in the main public port, Cargo Ship Designation T166A1A, Name "Chimata-no-kami". My trade certifications are all attached to the ship's file, everything should be in order."

by **Novas Arcanum** » Wed Sep 19, 2018 4:59 pm

Riko Minami

The Trade Federation would supply the crates of silk strider meat to Riko. They came in high-tech storage boxes that required a special code to unlock, protecting the Federation from theft. The Federation would relay the coordinates to Riko, Xerxes VI, a planet of high peaks and white snow in the farthest reaches of the Outer Rim.

Pirates were reported to be rampaging around Xerxes killing and pillaging the sector in a maelstrom of chaos. The rebels fought a brutal campaign against the Imperials for control of that region. Most traders would call this mission suicidal, but for Riko, it would make her very rich if she succeeded.

Gain": +10 Silk Strider Crates/10 unit spaces

Steven Greer

While exploring the fungal marshes, Steven would notice the shadows of beasts. Large shelled beasts, with long slender legs, and sharp beaks. They stalked the Imperials waiting to make their move, whenever Steven turned his back he saw them. They rushed towards him with unnatural speed, screeching a mind-shattering shriek that sent his men into a frenzy, the beasts raised and seized upon one of his men!

The recruit was bloodied like a ragdoll,and thrown to the marsh waters suffering from injuries. The Beak Things shrieked once more attacked Steven doing significant damage, he had only a moment to take action the odds stacked against him.

+1 slightly injured recruit
Beak Thing does +2 damage to Steven Greer:8/10 Health

Andrey Corrinis

Andrey had some surprising luck it seemed. The Xanthian did not notice him at all, it seemed that his mind was too clouded and troubled to take note of the Imperial Officer. He summoned the hologram of a woman, Andrey would notice the battle scars on her face and knew she carried the burden of a warrior.

"It is too dangerous, the Imperials are close to finding out our plans," The woman said.

"No we will not have another chance if we strike now we can inflict a wound on the leadership of the Imperium" The Xanthian whispered.

The woman frowned."I will not risk the lives of my men on the slim chance that-

"Silence" The Xanthian raised his hand.

"We are being watched, I sense the mind of a foreigner, but I cannot pinpoint his location we must speak another time".With that, the hologram was turn off. The psionic raised his hand knocking Andrey to the ground. He then fled into the alleyways!

Orills Frillsfellow

Orills aimed his blaster at Jace and missed.Jace Sendu clearly pissed off lunged himself at the bird and they wrestled. "Damned duck, I'll roast you for dinner if you don't fuck off! Jace Sendu fired his rifle hitting Orills in the wing. The Duck angry, fired once more injuring Jace and landing a critical hit. His own men would join in the battle and attack, their aim was comedic but they managed to get in two hits, slowing down the scoundrel as he tried to flee on his speeder bike.

Jace Sendu:+2 critical hit from Orills,+2 damage from recruits 6/10 Health

Orills Frillsfellow: +1 damage from Jace 9/10 Health.

by **The GAmeTopians** » Wed Sep 19, 2018 9:03 pm

Riko Minami
Riko walked into the local bar, waving to the bartender with two outstretched fingers and taking a stool. She looked around for unemployed folks, sipping at the drinks that soon slid over to her.

Action: Hiring in Cantina

by **Andsed** » Thu Sep 20, 2018 5:27 am

Novas Arcanum wrote:
Riko Minami

Steven Greer

While exploring the fungal marshes, Steven would notice the shadows of beasts. Large shelled beasts, with long slender legs, and sharp beaks. They stalked the Imperials waiting to make their move, whenever Steven turned his back he saw them. They rushed towards him with unnatural speed, screeching a mind-shattering shriek that sent his men into a frenzy, the beasts raised and seized upon one of his men!

The recruit was bloodied like a ragdoll,and thrown to the marsh waters suffering from injuries. The Beak Things shrieked once more attacked Steven doing significant damage, he had only a moment to take action the odds stacked against him.

+1 slightly injured recruit
Beak Thing does +2 damage to Steven Greer:8/10 Health

Steven Greer

Steven quickly thinking after one of his men were attacked by these beasts quickly drew his energy sword preparing to fight these things off. He moved in front of his injured men and prepared to stab anything that got close. His wound hurt but it would not stop him from fighting these dammed things off and protecting his injured comrades.

Action: Draw energy sword and slash or stab any of the beak things that get close.

by **Brendislav** » Thu Sep 20, 2018 5:39 am

Dalia Hedda
In a convoy en-route to Maven VI

Dalia was sitting in the captain's chair, humming a tune as she swung her legs. Dalia was watching the trader slowly crawl through space, both due to the trader’s insistence that we “take it slow” and due to the poor condition the trader has left his ship in. The rest of the crew were over in a corner playing a “high stakes” poker game over rations. So far the trip has been uneventful, but Dalia expected that because the trader was carrying “sensitive materials” which Dalia soon discovered was assorted animal offal that was going to some middle rim planet to be turned into sausage.

Then the sensors lit up, Dalia called the crew to attention. From what she saw, it was a small speedster heading for the cargo ship. As they started to maneuver the ship to attack they got a transmission form the trader. “Do not shoot! This is my family visiting me!” The alien trader blurted in a panic.

“Strange place to meet, in that case let's escort him.” Dalia answered.

The speedster docked with the cargo ship, and after about 10 minutes, it undocked and sped off. “Rather short family visit.” Dalia grumbled to herself. After the short “visit” the trader lurched his ship forward, and they started traveling at a much faster speed to Maven VI. It was clear to Dalia that this was a drop off, but she thought it would be best if they finished the mission to get their credits. Hopefully no-one else knew about any possible items that trader was carrying, or else they might have to shoot down some ships.

Action: Dalia will continue escorting the trader to Maven VI

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