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*Your entry has earned 7 XP* [P17-Trigalis-TT] After the disaster on the New Republic cruiser, I was called to high command to address what had happened. I told them almost everything, but was determined to address that we had still taken down an entire cruiser, along with two support vessels as well, but then I was told about Blade. After setting down the detonators, we had to result to using escape pods as the hangar was on complete lock down due to the trap that we unknowingly walked into. It seemed that Blade’s one had malfunctioned part way causing him to get partially caught in the explosion of the three ships. I was the told that he had been assigned to the Firestorms’ med bay, where he was currently recovering in a bacta tank. I was later dismissed, and went straight there. The external damage had been minimised, but the internal, i was told, may be life changing. I felt guilt, and guilt was a weakness, this is why I worked alone, so i would never have to run into complications like this, but still command insisted on me doing so, there were only one other, that i felt i could successfully work with, but i hadn’t seen him in six standard months. It was said he was to return soon, so then i would be reunited with Jinx.
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*Your entry has earned 8 XP* For three standard years, Cascade Company had been fighting against the separatists on the plant Kothlis. One side would push forward as the other retaliated with the same force, from freeing up other planets, we could eventually call out to other groups like the 438th battalion for support, out-matching the droids, and winning us the three year battle. Lieutenant Dyre, Captain Nilo and I were on board our republic cruiserThe Collaborator, When we all received a transmission from the chancellor himself. He told us our orders, it meant the Jedi had betrayed us and were now all enemies of the Galactic Republic. Standing only a few meters away was our jedi general Kyde K’ban, we knew what we had to do and we would do it without fail. It was time to execute order 66.
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*Your entry has earned 14 XP* Excerpt from Cdr. Bannon’s log: My plans of returning to Kalist VI were postponed once more, when we received a distress transmission broadcast on imperial frequencies. Somehow the former Black Sun Vigo, Lord Xarr, had managed to slice into imperial comms. His plea for imperial assistance was not entirely without merit. He had an offer we could not refuse. Aiding the former crime lord, meant a detour to one of the galaxy’s filthiest shadowports. As if the crime-ridden backwater planet wasn’t bad enough, the rendezvous location was the stinky swamp wharf in the slaves district of New Coronet. *The overwhelmingly nauseating smells of fish and flesh for sale made it difficult to concentrate. This was the perfect hiding place for a crime lord who doesn’t want to be found.* Lord Xarr: Commander Bannon. Welcome to Trigalis. Under different circumstances we would be drinking and dining in my estate, but you Imperials have put a stop to my hospitality, and forced me into hiding. Ironic that you have no choice, but to help me out of the mess you’ve caused. Cdr. Bannon: You mistake our interest for urgency. The Imperial Triumvirate has no needs for anything an exiled crime lord has to offer. However, what you are offering has intrigued our intelligence headquarters enough to play along. For now. *Cdr. Bannon pauses, closes his eyes, and refocuses his thoughts* Cdr. Bannon: Admittedly your intel and star chart, is both valuable assets, which is why I have agreed to assist you. On my terms. *The commander looks up and stares at the aging crime lord* Cdr. Bannon: When I leave this rotball I will transmit new coordinates for a safe rendezvous. Send someone you trust. In the meantime you will guarantee that imperial operations on Trigalis will meet no resistance. Lord Xarr: You’re leaving me here?! My safety was part of the deal!!! Cdr. Bannon: We will extract you, when your emissary comes through. *For a few moments, the speechless crime lord gazed into the murky waters. He turned to the commander and nodded. There was nothing else to do...* /// I had a lot of fun with all the little details of this build. I'm really fond of the yellow bird (native to Trigalis), the giant fish in the crane, and the blue glass ball in the net... Let me know what you think! A few additional detailed shots below:
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*Your entry has earned 9 XP* Excerpt from Cdr. Bannon’s log: Before heading back to the core, I had a personal matter to attend to. For some time I wanted to investigate an old lead. A deserted imperial installation and prison compound. Perfect for an operation of my own. However, something didn’t add up. The installation’s import manifest listed prisoners, and regular ordnance, but the cargo pads were filled with kyber crystal containers. More was happening on Dosuun than I had anticipated. For now a full investigation would have to wait. I planned to return to Dosuun when my duties allowed. /// This had been on my to-do list for a loooong time. I look forward to explore this remote backwater planet again. Sometime soon hopefully. Below is another look at the platform:
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Season 2 Holonet: Victory Points (VP) One of the big changes in Season 2 is that holocrons are out, and Victory Points are in. Instead of 7 (then 20) holocrons hidden throughout the galaxy, the system the GMs are currently working on has 50 key planets around the galaxy that, depending on their importance and strategic value, grant between 1-3 Victory Points (VP). The benefits to this? It will be much easier for Factions to get VP than it was to get holocrons, meaning you get to "win" more often. They're also more plentiful, so you won't be struggling over only a few planets (unless you want to). Holocrons also didn't make much sense in terms of the game story: they were a McGuffin, and they served their purpose. On the other hand, VP Systems follow a strategic logic: big, wealthy systems like Coruscant and Corellia give the most points (3), populous systems like Lothal and Ord Mantell give you 2, and less powerful worlds like Dantooine and Batuu give you 1. We're working, and will want your help, to make sure every corner of the galaxy offers a chance to score points, though anyone who's watched Star Wars knows the Core Worlds are richer than the Outer Rim. You can help make it as balanced as possible by contributing your thoughts and ideas. We're also assigning Types to these planets, to further outline what kind of benefit you're getting. This doesn't (currently) have a mechanical function in gameplay, but it helps differentiate worlds that are useful for their farmlands and worlds that have productive shipyards. It's flavor, story content for those who want insight into the kinds of worlds they control. We're planning to open up a shared document where people can contribute ideas for VP worlds: how much VP they would grant, and what Types they would classify as. We've also considered giving Factions the option to earn VP in other ways, like taking control of a specific set of planets, or even accomplishing custom, Faction-created goals. We can talk more about that later on.
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*This entry has earned 19 XP* Imperial Triumvirtae forces wreak havoc on the citizens of Iridonia. Ortibal bombardment destroys defenses vital to the protection of the planet. Now, light anti-infantry artillary is deployed against the remaining insurgents. The TIE-ap1, also known as the TIE-Mauler is feared for it's brutal tactics involving speed and agility to maul it's enemies down as they flee for cover. Three anti-infantry cannons are mounted beneath it, along with a detachment for a sentry. With the power supply to the urban areas destroyed, the people will starve, berfore they perish against the might of the empire.The insurgents never stood a chance....
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*This entry has earned 15 XP* Description - As the empire slowly advances into Iridonia, they are met by hostile rebel forces as they defend their territory. Will the empire prevail? Or will the rebels reclaim and defend what was theirs? Closeup Shots -
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*This entry has earned 12 XP* Interlude - Excerpt from Cdr. Bannon’s log: For almost a decade I had been waiting for this! A desire, no! A need! A need I had suppressed since Jakku. Since Endor even. Revenge! Revenge for killing my men! My friends! Now was the time for the Empire to strike back. Take back what was ours, and revenge those who did not live to see the new dawn of the reborn Empire! Somewhere in the depths of the Wortan catacombs of Iridonia… A strategic command center is on maximum alert... General So’lok: So this is it. They’ve chosen Iridona! Let’s hope we chose the right alliance! The general frowns and looks at a comms officer... General So’lok: Initiate full population evacuation and get a message to the New Republic! We may need their help after all! Lt. Ruro: Sir! I do not get any response from Malidris, or any of our planetary relays! Comms are down! General So’lok: A communications disruption could mean only one thing... The general paused, staring at the holographic representation of his homeworld. He snapped out of it, and continued... General So’lok: We’ll have to do this the old fashioned way. Prepare our three fastest ships to clear Iridonia space, and send out distress signals to our allies! Hell! To anyone who’ll come to our aid! Cpt. Sariss: General, we’re on high alert, and we know imperial invasion protocol... The captain is interrupted by a loud thumping noise, and the blast doors sliding open… The Reapers are here... The commander stared into the pitch black void… He couldn't remember if he pushed the Zabrak, or if she jumped... /// The Imperial Triumvirate use the Secret Hyperspace Route, won in Ep. V., This will allow the owner to build 1 entry on any planet in the galaxy regardless of current accessibility. The planet chosen is Iridonia (J7)
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*This entry has earned 7 XP* Since our confrontation onboard the Fire Star, we had been very successful on the planet below, we had taken multiple outposts and recon points, which were all adding up to a better prepared attack on the capital. Although we had taken the majority of the stations, some rebels who'd escaped when we'd attacked had caused some issues. These were not major, as no reinforcements could be called as the Fire Star were jamming coms on the part of the planets surface, but there was the occasional attack to try and retake what was theirs. Although the last time they tried, the rebels were very unlucky. The platform that they attacked had a small military base nearby which were occupied by the special forces of our legion, these troopers signified by there blue arms and specialist armour, were elite soldiers who were to protect me and carry out special missions on whatever we were trying to achieve. When rebels attacked this next outpost, they wouldn't be returning again.
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*This entry has earned 6 XP* "The Moff is waiting for you." We entered the bridge onboard the star destroyer The Fire Star, approaching the grand off that would soon give us our objective and our orders. At this point the Fire Star was orbiting Kowak, a planet that had for too long accepted and helped with the attacking of imperial vessels and facilities on Kowak, and throughout the galaxy. It was time to strike back. Moff Delstee had informed me that My legion and I would be sent down to Kowak stealthily to perform and number of tasks vital to the Triumvirates overthrowing of the world. I was told that first we would be dropped off just outside the capital, in the dense forests and jungles, we were then to slowly move in undetected, taking outposts and small military bases located on the way.this meant that it would be less dangerous when we were in the capital itself and that we would be better prepared because of the supplies that we would get from them, and how well they were defended themselves. Once we had done that we were to start entering the city, taking civilian buildings and hostages as we went, once this had been achieved, we would be given our next set of orders. With our tasks assigned, we headed out towards the armoires and docking bays, getting our weapons, feeling our ships. It was time to take over Kowak.
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*This entry has earned 3 XP* Family They trekked through the jungle of Kowak near a settlement , collecting intel . Garek could hear cry’s and screams through a bush and went to investigate. There he saw a 17 year old girl ( who looked a bit small )crying into a small pond while being stared at by a turtle . “What is wrong?” Villo asked dropping his rifle onto the mud behind him. Their was no response , only silence as she glared into the reflective water . “My father was a part of the republic military” he went “and I have been part of the imperial special forces since I was young, however I have not seen a child cry on such a beautiful day.” “My parents were murdered by rebels in the city!” She yelled “I’m alone!” Villo held up a medal that he was given when he first joined the Academy and place it into her hand “you will have a family with the empire” he reassured her. She looked at him as he stood up “can I come it’s you?” She asked Villo turned around to face her with an eye brow raised “are you sure?” He remarked “I don’t even know your name” The girl smiled and laughed for a second “I’m Lyra , I would like to join your empire please!” She said. ———————————————————————————————————————— This post was built to set up my Factions 2.0 character plot -
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Meeko Vox, leader of a small crime syndicate looking to make it into the spice running business. He was an elusive target but after interrupting several of his operations he finally showed himself on Nar Shaddaa. Word is he's been working closely with The Imperial Triumvirate, providing them access to shipment routes for supplies. Chances are he knows where I can find the Triumvir hiding in the outer rim. Whether you want to or not, Meeko, you're going to tell me what I want to know. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Finally got to build for the Black Sun. I took some liberties with Nar Shaddaa and tried to go for the more industrial undercity look, something a bit akin to Bespin's undercity. Let me know what you guys think and thanks for viewing. -
*This entry has earned 16 XP* Excerpt from Cpt. Grim’s log: I guess the General felt bad for the Tund fallacy. Anyways, I was offered a permanent captain’s plaque. Being tired of working to find work, I accepted. My first official mission sent me to Kowak. Good soldiers follow orders! Cpt. Grim’s log - continued Turned out it wasn’t the locals, or the Zygerrians that resisted our presence. It was the fauna. Luckily, a dozen D-63 Incinerators kept most wildlife out of our camps. /// This build took a little longer than planned... Creating convincing, original vegetation is a challenge! Happy with the result though! Thanks, and credits to @Gubi0222 for the speeder bike design! Below are a few more shots... I hope you enjoy! -
*This entry has earned 6 XP* War on bastion! The outer rim sieges have begun, and the imperial remnants are besieged on all fronts. On bastion, a new republic strike squad is accompanied by mandalorian allies from clan Eldar. The mission, to extract prisoners safely. Lead by Commander June Tytho, Orion squad are amongst the bravest the new republic has to offer. Willing to put their lives on the line to go behind enemy lines and save those in need. Accompanying Orion squad are the mandalorians of clan Eldar, Torr Von and 2 of his closest clan siblings. Identified by the yellow markings on his helmet, Torr Von seeks to go on the offensive when it comes to the imperial remnants. Wishing them to be but a distant memory, wiped out from the galaxy for the crimes they committed against his people. For Torr this mission is less about saving innocence, and more about seeking vengeance that can never be sated. As imperial forces back the new republic and their allies into a corner however, the allies are forced to retreat into the sewers. Hoping to find salvation in the depths of the imperial architecture and successfully extract the POWs...
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*This entry has earned 5 XP* Searcher's Journal [Translated from Durese] The Confederation of Independent Systems has been sending aid to the local populace on the farming world of Telos IV during the invasion by the Triumvir, also the location of an old Jedi Temple in the polar regions. At the fringe of this region, my transport has detected an abandoned warehouse used to transport goods to the temple from the farmlands. Searching it could provide valuable supplies to the Telosians and hopefully, information or clues on Mual'oq. The winds howled around the platform, littered with crates of supplies and fresh snow, blinding to the eye from the sun's glare. At the end of the platform, there was the grey warehouse and next to it a mobile plant habitat. Jal moved to circumvent the crates and scattered supplies when a blaster popped out from behind an upturned orange crate and wild red blaster shots erupted from it in quick succession. Jal stood still, none of the blasts hit him. He smirked, his blue finger on the trigger, ready to fire. "Hold," he yelled, "Drop it" The blaster dropped. Jal quickly walked passed the doorway to discover the one who fired at him, a young human researcher slumped against the MBH. He noticed that her shoes were gone and her clothing wasn’t meant for the harsh winds and cold temperatures of the polar region. "I was expecting a Triumvir," he said upon seeing her. She shook her head, looking a bit worried. Jal put his blaster back in its holster. "I'm a researcher, um archaeologist," she began to explain, "well, um, used to until my boss got mad at me. I, um, took a blaster bolt to the knee." "Ah, researcher," Jal coughed, made a quick gesture then continued. "Who was your boss and where'd you come from and how'd you get the blast," he said as he pointed at her injured knee. "Um, my name's not researcher pal." "My name's not pal," he smirked," it's Jal, but credit for being close." "Oh, well, I'm, um, Tolli, uh, Sierras. I'm from Telos and I worked for a dog-faced guy named Mual'oq until I, uh, learned that he worked for the Triumvirs. Then he, um, shot me, left me for dead, for, um, uh, not cooperating, yeah." "Mual'oq was here?" "Um, yes, you know him?" "Yes," he replied, "Tell me everything you know about him." "Well, I'd, uh, love to, but not here. It's a bit chilly," Tolli said smiling. "I have a ship, but first, I need to check the warehouse's manifest records and gather up the supplies," Jal replied. "One problem, I can't walk." "That's," he paused while remembering that her knee had been shot,"a good point." Jal sighed, then helped Tolli into the CFS transport ship and onto one of the medical cubby-beds. After throwing a fluffy, navy blue blanket at her, he walked back out into the cold wind and bright sky and gathered all of the supplies and together with the MPH, slowly loaded the goods onto the ship. Then, he walked into the the warehouse to investigate the manifests. A half-hour latter, he returned to the ship and sealed the ramp door. He sighed in relief, he was closer to Mual'oq and had the supplies, and as a bonus, a new friend. This was a fun build :) The house was inspired by Cube Brick's Abandoned Village on Zeffo moc: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RNIsNohOGWQ&t=24s -
*This entry has earned 25 XP* Interlude - Excerpt from Cdr. Bannon’s log: No wonder Iridonia is rough! The native zabrak has a knack for choosing the hard life, the tough way, the wrong allies. The world has paid the price over and over again. This will be no different. Iridonia will serve as an example... Cdr. Goren: This is Commander Goren. We’ve tracked the Wortan relay to Butchers Alley, in the Meatpacking district. This bantha bowl is about to boil over any second now! Reinforcements are much needed. Please advise. Cdr. Bannon: That relay must stay offline! Do what you have to do Commander! Cdr. Goren: Affirmative, we’ll double back when we’ve blown the thing to hell! Over and out! /// After my Trigalis - fisherman's wharf, I've wanted to do more real life references in the SW universe... I thought a butcher/meatpacking district had some of the same interesting grittyness... Pretty happy with how it turned out... Let me know what you think... A few more detailed shots below...
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*Your entry has earned 6 XP* Lyra entered the cave entrance on ilum but quickly got lost with in the frozen halls. She could faintly hear a voice murmur in the distance with a strong blue hue leaking from one of the doors. With in the room were pillars and icicles but in front of the doorway was a floating holocron with a scripture written behind it. It seemed to be in a language that Lyra couldn’t understand, however she could make out the words “Jedi” and “selvaris”
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*This entry has earned 13 XP (including a 5xp bonus)* A pair of ships made their approach to Lah'mu. Traversing over the ring around the planet, the two ships flew on a synchronized vector, when the pilot of a smaller V-19 saw a glint of silver flash in the corner of his eye. 'Look... what's that?' Hayk spoke into his headset. He heard a slight static, followed by the familiar, stoic voice of Naruun, his Mandalorian mentor. 'It appears to be a space station... probably left here when colonists first settled on Lah'mu.' 'Should we check it out?', Hayk inquired. 'We have some allies searching the ground, but what if the Triumvirate found this station? It is fairly well hidden in the ring of the planet, and at this rate, we are pretty much turning over any stone we can, right?' 'We should have a look... once we are aboard, we should get "R-Thur" to a terminal. He might be able to find out something we can't.' 'Aight, Vod. Meet you inside.' As the two ships changed course, and the small silver speck began to grow, an old, seemingly forgotten space station took form. From the outside, the station appeared to have fallen into disrepair a couple decades ago. On the hull, faded letters read: HOMESTEAD STATION The inside was only in slightly better shape. Hayk, Naruun, and the astromech, R-Thur, moved like ghosts through the corridors of the station, until they rounded a corner and spotted a narrow, black terminal with an interface socket. The hallway ahead of them was lit, and a dim shadow danced across the floor, stopping the trio dead in their tracks. Hayk cautiously moved forwards to the next corner, and slowly peeked around, finding an imperial trooper fixing a speeder, blissfully unaware of their presence. He leaned back, and signalled his findings to the others. Naruun signaled back to him that R-Thur had found something. Posted on behalf of @Wombat544
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*This entry has earned 16 XP and a Tarisian Space Station* A red laser just barely missed the right wing. Further ahead, the much larger Kom'rk shuttle drifted sluggishly between asteroids as the pair of ships fled the station. Behind, a nimble, winged ship pursued, firing angry, red lasers into the asteroids around them. 'We need to get this information to the Alliance,' Naruun said matter-of-factly. 'We also need to make that rendezvous on Bastion.' 'Keep going,' Hayk said plainly. 'I'll keep this guy occupied, and I'll meet up with you at Bastion. I'll jump into one of our secret hyperlanes as soon as you are clear.' As soon as the ships emerged from the ring around Lah'mu, the Kom'rk launched forwards, entering hyperspace. Hayk began entering calculations into his navigation system, whilst trying to evade the ship which vaguely resembled a Tie fighter, as he tried to plot a faster route away from Lah'mu. The first route that would connect took him in a direction towards Taris. Hayk decided he would head that way to lose his pursuer, then circle around and retrace his steps. ******************************************************************************* The pilot of the TIE craft swooped around the last asteroid as he came out of Lah'mu's ring. Though he didn't yet have a lock on his prey, he fired a few shots at the agile, three-winged V-19 in front of him. Just as he was gaining a lock on his target, a small blip on his console flickered and beeped, indicating that the ship was about to jump to hyperspace. It was now that he noticed a crude hyperdrive strapped onto the starfighter. The pilot pressed a button, and his craft extrapolated the jump coordinates from the other ship. Taris? Why was this ship going to Taris when the other had left towards Bastion? It also occurred to the pilot that both ships were jumping to hyperspace very close to Lah'mu, which was far from any known hyper-routes. The pilot double-checked his computer's hyperspace trajectories, and, when the other fighter blinked away at a ludicrous speed, the pilot activated the hyperdrive on his own ship. N.B. Posting on behalf of @Wombat544
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The transports thrusters were shot out by Zabrac mercenaries. As it crashed down onto the Sith homeworld of Korriban, Lyra could feel the force, both the light and the dark. The triumvirate had failed her but the only thing that can’t fail anyone is the force, the all knowing.
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*This entry has earned 5 XP* Cpt. Lemrik's log: This time the the orders were straight from the top. Our target was Iridonia. An interesting planet to be sure, but occupied by our enemy. That means only one thing, we have to get rid of the enemy. Cpt. Lemrik's log, continued: I, accompanied by two veteran deathtroopers was deployed near a small settlement, that served as a base operations for the local resistance. Our intel suggested that a valuable commander is present. And the intel was not wrong. I have given the order to attack. Some time later... Cpt. Lemrik: ,,Miss Jandi. It is nice to finally meet you. I see that your plan didn't work out as planned..." Jandi: ,,You bastard! You'll pay for this!" *Cpt. Lemrik turns to one of his troops* Cpt. Lemrik: ,,Very well. Trooper, contact the commander, that we captured our target." Dt-732: ,,Yes sir!" /I'm quite happy with how this turned out, c&c welcomed as always/ A few extra shots bellow. Cpt. Lemrik sneaking on the enemy... Death from the shadows... This one won't be going anywhere anytime soon...
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*This entry has earned 15 XP* Description - The air was humid and hot - moisture getting in everything. Under our armor. Our equipment. Underneath our skin. It was unbreathable, a layer of heat, fog, and sweat. Jokes aside, the jungle was a rotten place, monkey's shrills stinging our ears, and the ground squelching with every step. Obviously, the squad was here for a reason - to put an end to this nonsense. Pirates, mercenaries, and bandits who were working alongside our men decided they had enough of Imperial regiment and order. Hell broke loose. They claimed that the Imperial way was inflexible and rigid, that it had little room for fun. In other words, those womprats couldn't do anything their way. We couldn't agree more, however, the greater interests of the Empire awaited. The mission was to eliminate the traitors and those who stood in the way. All costs necessary - which of course included trekking through swamps and beaten down paths towards our targets, each miserable step dragging us and our pride down. Closeup Shots -
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