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Post Thu Oct 01, 2009 8:19 pm

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Xanthus looked at the picture. He didn't recognize the being in the photo at all. He had never seen him and didn't know or care that he even existed. However, to get this annoyance away from him, he smiled - though it was a frightening smile from his scarred face - and answered

Zeltros. I saw him there just a few weeks ago.

Then, without another word, he turned and continue to walk through the forest, in the directions of a mountain range up ahead...
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Post Thu Oct 01, 2009 8:21 pm

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Kyuukatsuki had a feeling that he probably made that up, but she was happy for anywhere else to go besides this somewhat desolate planet. Zeltros... she made up her mind to head there the next morning, and walked back to her ship to get some rest.
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Post Wed Nov 25, 2009 1:59 pm

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*The soldiers leave the spaceport region and begin to scan the mountains. They find all of the old worldeater and sith bases and move to take them over. The old sith were great guides in assisting them.*
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Post Sun Feb 13, 2011 11:44 pm

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=Haadiyaa=
*The lytic cycle of viral production has always held an undeniable allure for her, Haadiyaa thinks, and serves as the perfect model for what she intends to visit upon the unsuspecting populace of the planet she watches unfolding before her through the forward viewport of the stolen cruiser she has remade into something akin to the biologically engineered starships of her home dimension, otherspace.* *From the outside the Sadgati looks normal enough, of course - there is no sense alerting their prey to the magnitude of the threat it carries within - but inside it has, by utilizing the hunks of meat that were at one time the Sadgati's crew as organic components, been refashioned. Lattices of webs have been spun throughout the vessel as well, making it feel that much more like . . . home.

The Sadgati, having reached the planet undetected - thereby completing it's equivalent of the penetration stage of the lytic cycle - flys at one third full speed over the forests and mountains that are furthest from the spaceport, scanning for a site from which they can begin the next stage: biosynthesis. Haadiyaa's plan for Ammuud is nothing new, cults have always existed, it differs only in intent and scope. It is not wealth or stroking her own ego that guides her, it is doing the work of the Prophet of the Void - and doing it well - that brings her here. During biosynthesis a virus' nucleic acid uses the host cell’s machinery to make large amounts of viral components, just as a cult recruits followers to carry out the leader's vision. The people of Ammuud, many scared, confused and angry at the recent events that have been visited upon them by the shifting of the powers that are over them, will be looking for guidance, reassurance, a direction for their anger. Haadiyaa can give it to them.*


*Her head tilts so that she can see her reflection in the viewport as the trees and mountains pass in strobic flickers, and Haadiyaa thinks that it is a pity she cannot be the one to recruit the followers herself - her visage is, she knows, as horrific to the humans that make up the majority of Ammuud's populace as theirs is to her.* *The two human replica droids in the Sadgati's upper state rooms, however, are, if the hunk of meat that sold them to her is an accurate judge of such things, what other humans consider attractive, and have been programmed to be friendly and charismatic and engaging. The two HRDs - the male Aabheer and the female Eshanika - will be the ideal messengers; both designed to easily create immediate and intense intimate friendships with potential new recruits. Those manufactured friendships, then, will be used to create a sense of loyalty to the group of little ambulatory viral components Haadiyaa seeks to form. When she has enough, and has shaped them into loyal, unquestioning little viral components, they can begin sending Ammuud into the Void of Death as the Prohet instructs all life must be.*


=Maah'ir=
*Covered in his Charon battle armor, which looks like flexible, organic stone, the male - one of eight sent to guard and serve Haadiyaa on her quest - of the warrior caste enters the bridge by walking along one of the lattices of webbing that have been spun throughout the ship and, in their native tongue, produces a series of clicks and pops that informs Haadiyaa that a suitable site has been located.* *A series of caves in one of the mountains below has been located on the scans, extending deep and winding and turning extensively, they will be easy to protect, and not easily found - it will be, he thinks, like hiding in the intestinal tract of the planet itself.*


=Haadiyaa=
*Lifting one of the four arms on her torso to send Maah'ir away, the bioscientist commands the hunk of meat that was once a human male and now is, essentially, an organic part of the ship itself, capable only of piloting the ship and more like a droid than a man, to find a landing zone near the site that has revealed itself.* *The caves can be made into something like home, and their HRDs can be sent out to begin their work.*
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Post Wed Feb 23, 2011 9:31 pm

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*So this was the sort of scum that he was destined to face. Trash. All of them.

In the eyes of the killer, there was no match. These men moved in slow motion, bloody crimson orbs moving swiftly over their bodies. One with a vibroaze, the other two training beads with blaster rifles on him. And he could taste others in the force, anxious, afraid, vigilant.

The Sith audibly sighed. In all of the time since he had fallen to the darkness, lost himself from the light and abandoned the Jedi Order, the Sith of Hatred had found nothing to quench his thirst. Power lust was simple. It was more than that to him, it was a dance, a climactic romance. His brush with the Eternal Current so long ago having given him but a taste and left him wanting more.

He had been so close to death, as he was now, overtaken by a superior opponent. But these men were insignificant. The moved slowly, like gnats before a light.*


*They were all disgusting. Not a one deserving of the release he was about to give them. As the vibroaxe came down, the Sith rushed forward, diving beneath it's hefty shaft, and sneakily produced a vibroshiv, which hissed to life and jammed into the man's leg, severing it at the shin.*

*The man fell in a heap, the now still vibroblade bloodied and resting beside him. He reached for his leg in shock, the heat of the blood leaving him all that give him any hint he had been taken down so completely.*

*As he came to his feet, the Sith thumbbed the activation switch of his saber, the crimson blade erupting into life and spinning to deflect the oncoming hail of blaster fire. He drew on his vague irritation- which was more than enough- and sent a telekinetic push at the first man.*

*The man flew backward into his friend, taking a bolt to the back and giving out a startled cry as he fell forward onto his friend. The man gasped for air as he fought to maintain his rational thought through the pain, and the man beneath him fought to be free. All of the pain, suffering, determination... it excited the Sith.*

*One jab. Through the heart. That was all it took the Sith to dispatch the first man. He narrowed his eyes. All too very easy.*

*The first man cried out in agony right before he died. And the Sith smiled.*

All of you were going to die eventually. I'm just speeding up the process by a few years.

*Kicking the corpse of the first man off of the second, he let the man scramble, the fear in his eyes beautiful, entertaining. He saw him going for the blaster, and he held out his right hand, bringing the weapon to himself.*

You were looking for this?

*Dath'remar continued to smile as he held the weapon out straight, to the man's head as his eyes widened and tears came to his face. And when he pulled the trigger and blood and brain splattered on the dirt ground below, the Sith turned away, tossing the weapon to the side uselessly.*

Now...

*He came to the first man he had disfigured, and he sighed as he knelt down, taking his vibroshiv and tucking it safely away...*

What do you want, more than anything in the world? What have you always wanted?

*The man turned over, fear in his eyes. The Sith knew fear. He knew it more than anything else in the world. And it made his smile all the more genuine.*

=Man=
I want... I want to see my children grow up. Please... I beg you.

*The Sith shook his head and turned away, clipping his now unlit lightsaber to his belt once more.*

Take it up with that Pterosaur.

*He pointed up at the circling reptile, and continued to walk.*

=Man=
No! Please!

*Dathy looked back over his shouler with a smirk.*

I'm a Sith, child. It would be wrong of me not to deny you your last wish.

*The man looked up in terror, screaming at the top of his lungs as Dath'remar reached into the mind of the beast and pressed the attack. And it swooped downward, downward, downward...

By the time the screams ceased, the Sith of Hatred was long gone, seeking out the rest of his enemies.*
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Post Wed Mar 02, 2011 7:15 pm

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*As the three un-armed Eradicator's soared through the atmosphere and into the skies of Ammuud, they almost instantly scanned the terrain for a proper landing. Ammuud wasn't the most open of places, but they quickly located 3 different positions only about three to four hundred meters apart each. Calista knew it would be hard, if not impossible to find any other clearings large enough to hold all three ships or another area that would have 3 clearings close enough and therefore didn't take the chance.

Within minutes, the three large ships had lowered to the surface, slowly inching their way down, using the lower thrusters to keep the ships level and balanced as the gently touched down upon their landing gear. A soft thud and a loud creak and hiss emerged as the ships lowered all their weight upon the landing gear, gently rocking back and forth as they settled in place. Almost simultaneously upon landing, their ramps lowered and Calista began deploying their forces.*
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Post Fri Mar 04, 2011 6:54 pm

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*As the military began their decent down the ramps, the roar of engines filled the skies above, revealing the Mantis Assault fighters and the Z-95 Rhino Dropships had made into the planet. Calista let out a sigh of relief, knowing she had to base alot of her strategy with the air-support to overcome their foes. As the ships pulled into a landing just outside the Eradicator's encampment, Calista looked around, formulating a strategy within her head. The roar of ships and the creaking of the assault vehicles, the stop of their soldiers boots upon the surface.. they were all music to her ears.

As the troops marched down the ramp and formed ranks within battallions with the General's up front. Calista walked the ranks as she assessed her situation, formulating a battle-plan as her forces prepared for battle.*


Generals:(35)
5 Kissai Priests
10 Shadow Guards
20 Sith Marauders
Commando:(900)
100 Zabrak Super Commandoes
125 EG-5 Jedi Hunter Droids
125 N-K Necrosis Droids
250 Droideka Mark II
Elite:(5,000)
500 SD-6 Hulk Infantry Droid
1,500 Wookie Beserkers (SP)
1,500 Shistavanen Marauders (SP)
1,500 Gamorrian Brutes (SP)
Infantry:(10,000)
1,250 Imperial Snipers
1,250 Imperial Heavy Weapons specialist
7,500 Imperial Troopers
Supreme:(10)
-10 SPHA-T
Heavy:(133)
-5 Avenger-Class Assault Walker
-10 Vendetta-Class AT-AT
-10 HAV/w A6 Juggernat
-36 Z-95 Rhino Dropships
-72 Mantis-Class Assault Fighter
Medium:(200)
-25 AT-TE
-75 Panzar-Class Heavy Attack/Siege Tank
-100 X-1 Viper Wardroids
Light:(500)
-50 AT-ST
-150 Falcon Swoop Bike
-300 AT-QD
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Post Sat Mar 05, 2011 4:44 pm

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*General Calista glared at her forces in awe, they were a powerful force, yet small to most militaries, and definitely small compared to this planet's defense force. She knew this war would be a tough one, outnumbered five to one.. though she had overcame worse odds in the past. Thus, she knew the first step, was to take down, or rather make a gap in, the wall protecting the city, it was the only way to penetrate into the enemies forces. Thus, she searched out her best soldiers, the company of Zabrak Super commandoes and stood before them, preparing to give them their orders.. knowing they were the best option.*
Death Company, this is your call to arms. Split into squads of ten and board the Rhino Dropships. You're our main line of offense. I want you to attach four-Falcon Swoopbikes to each rhino.
*They obediantly followed orders, splitting into ten squads of ten, promptly boarding their Rhino Dropships, after they attached the four Falcon Swoopbikes to each dropship. She turned from them and onto the twenty Sith Marauders standing at attention and gave them a slight nod.*
You will accompany them and lead their assault, two per ship. Make haste.

*As they boarded each ship, Calista made her way towards the assault vehicles. She knew that even Death Company with twenty Sith Marauders may not be enough to make their gap in the wall.*
I want two Squadrons of Mantis-class Assault fighters to lead the assault, the Rhino's will follow you in the air. I need twenty-five of our Seige tanks and seventy-five of the AT-QD's to head the ground assault.

*As her forces prepared, she made he way over to the temporary command center, getting ready to disperse orders and direct her forces when they were sent into battle.*

Generals:(35)
5 Kissai Priests
10 Shadow Guards
20 Sith Marauders
Commando:(900)
100 Zabrak Super Commandoes (Death Company)
125 EG-5 Jedi Hunter Droids
125 N-K Necrosis Droids
250 Droideka Mark II
Elite:(5,000)
500 SD-6 Hulk Infantry Droid
1,500 Wookie Beserkers (SP)
1,500 Shistavanen Marauders (SP)
1,500 Gamorrian Brutes (SP)
Infantry:(10,000)
1,250 Imperial Snipers
1,250 Imperial Heavy Weapons specialist
7,500 Imperial Troopers
Supreme:(10)
-10 SPHA-T
Heavy:(133)
-5 Avenger-Class Assault Walker
-10 Vendetta-Class AT-AT
-10 HAV/w A6 Juggernat
-36 Z-95 Rhino Dropships
-72 Mantis-Class Assault Fighter
Medium:(200)
-25 AT-TE
-75 Panzar-Class Heavy Attack/Siege Tank
-100 X-1 Viper Wardroids
Light:(500)
-50 AT-ST
-150 Falcon Swoop Bike
-300 AT-QD
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Post Sun Mar 06, 2011 12:54 pm

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*After a long, internal debate within Calista's mind, the General had finally decided who to send in behind the ground forces. Thus, after exiting the small, temporary command center, she glared out upon the troops as they prepared to deploy and begin the assault. She looked down and pointed at the SD-6 Hulk Infantry Droids and jumped down to the surface to obtain their attention. She landed with a thud, sending dust flailing around her figure. As she landed, one of the General's under her command joined her to glare upon the droids.*
I want the entire Battalion of Hulks to follow in behind the AT-QD's and Seige Tanks. I need you to lead them, General Dragora. I want you on the Falcon Swoopbike. If all the forces fail.. you must not.

*The large, red Twi'lek sith looked upon her and gave her a nod. The kissai lord held the hilt of his double-edge lightsaber within the palm of his crushgaunts, the deadly gloves he took from from the body of a dead mandalorian. He then looked at the droids and ordered them to follow the entirety of the attack force made their advance.

As the two-Squadron's of Mantis-Class Asault fighters(24 in total) took off, they were quickly followed by twelve Z-95 Rhino Dropships, allowing the advance within the air. Thus, within moments, the twenty-five Panzor-Class Heavy Seige Tanks and the seventy-five AT-QD's began they're advance on the surface, quickly followed by General Dragora upon the Falcon Swoopbike and 500 SD-6 Hulk Infantry Droids. Calista knew it could be sometime before they had arrived, considering their forces had landed several thousand meters away from the Spaceport and the sith forces were advancing slower than usual due to the terrain.*
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Post Tue Mar 08, 2011 10:30 pm

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*The Sith forces continued their long advance, they were drawing near, though the mountainous and forested terrain had made their movement's slow. Though, as they went they had plowed the way for the remained of the Sith Forces. Alas, as they drew near, General Dragora sent orders to twenty-five of the AT-QD's to accelerate their speed and make haste, greatly increasing their advance. They were the "first" wave, used more to start the assault and dwindle down the enemies before the second wave hit them hard.

The General knew it wouldn't be but a matter of time before they hard arrived to begin the assault, thus ordering the twenty-five Seige Tanks to accelerate slightly faster, so that after the first wave of AT-QD's made their assault, the Seige tanks could then come in moments later, with the remaining AT-QD's to come in and hopefully mop up the enemy tanks.

General Dragora rode his Falcon Swoop bike at minimum speed, so that the five-hundred SD-6 Hulk Infantry droids could keep up.*
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Post Mon Mar 14, 2011 10:16 am

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*Jason's shuttle drops into low orbit looking down he can see the sith forces that had gathered here, he smiled sinisterly.**"Finally battle" he thought to himself.**The ship closed in onto the surface, however they kept a watchful eye. They didn't know what kind of defense's might still be active.*
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Post Sun Mar 27, 2011 3:21 pm

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*A small opening in the shield appears, and suddenly out of it come the pirrmi'uliik class basilisk war droids. Hundreds appear out of the opening. Rushing out like bees out of a hive, they head towards the main army group. Their targets were the SPHA-T's, they wanted to make sure the shield did not fall.*
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Post Sun Apr 24, 2011 7:50 am

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William and his Forces moved in the Land of the Planet, with Crowds of Civilians behind them, moving back to their Homes and their Shops. Wildlife were set free, and the planet was cleansed of the Darkside.
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Post Sat Jul 23, 2011 10:55 am

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*The Yorik-trema, Blood Chalice, rapidly fell towards the mountain valley containing the home of Clan Tikeris. Like a meteorite it fell, glowing orange as the atmosphere burned around it. Then as it penetrated the cloud barrier, it began to slow. Dovin basals resisted the pull of gravity and kept the landing craft airborne, halting high above the valley. At the rear of the ship, the hatch sphincter opened and Yuuzhan Vong paratroopers began to throw themselves out into the open air. In their heavy Vonduun Skerr Kyrric they fell like stones, plunging head first towards the ground, completely absent the fear of encroaching death. A hundred feet from the ground they deployed silken canopies, retarding their descent and allowing them to drift silently into the village settlement.*

*A night attack had been chosen to help sow the seeds of confusion among those soon to be enslaved. The clansmen and women would never know what hit them until it was too late.*

*Xarl grunted as his feet touched the dirt, causing him to roll forwards to absorb his body's momentum. He and his fellow warriors detached their canopy strings and began to draw their weapons. Within moments they were among the numerous houses of the community, setting up outside each while Intendant scouts kept watch for any Infidels that might have been out at night. Thankfully there were none.* *The frigid mountain air would be even harsher at night, so most of the humans tended to stay indoors until the sun came out. Perfect for the Praetorite warriors to take advantage of.* *Snarling, the warrior kicked in the door, bashing it right off its hinges and sending it flying into the nearest wall. He entered the dwelling, drawing a blorash jelly ball in one hand and his amphistaff in the other. Inside, one of the bedroom doors cracked open and a man fumbled through the dark. His robe was astray and his eyelids appeared heavy.* *Likely the noise at the door had caused him to awaken from a deep slumber.* *As his eyes came to rest upon Xarl, he tried letting out a cry, only to have a massive hand wrap around his face and slam him into the floor.*

*The urge to kill was hot in Xarl's blood, but he relented. They were not here to kill, they were here to take slaves. Dead slaves were no use to them.* *Elsewhere in the village, warriors were binding humans with blorash jelly and implanting them with yorik-kul. Screams and cries of agony rang out in the night, but there was no one there to save them. The attack happened so quickly that not a soul had been able to escape, let alone get a warning out to the other settlements. Men, women, and children were dragged by their clothes, hair, and anything else the Vong could grab a hold of tightly. An entire village worth of slaves were gathered out into the snow and made to sit, huddled in a dense pile of confused citizens. A thick stench of urine and excrement rose from the group where the most fearful among them had soiled themselves. Xarl spat a wad of black ichor as his nostrils took in the smell, clearly disgusted with the frailty of the humans.*

*After the warriors were sure they had safely taken the entire settlement, the boarding craft came down to land. In a series of numerous trips, the newly acquired slaves were taken up to the I'Frill Ma-Nat in orbit.* *A brand new destiny of untold agony awaited them. In the coming weeks they would be taken back to Tur Yenagh and would be put to work serving the Praetorite. Some would be experimented on, others would have their organs harvested for study. Many would receive Vong implants, all of which would be painful.* *These cruel thoughts warmed Xarl's black blood. He backhanded an Infidel women seated among the others, splitting open her face and leaving her with a wound that would one day form into a hideous scar.*

*Infidel scum.*
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Post Sun Jul 24, 2011 5:08 am

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*After the fall of the Tikeris clan, next came the Reesbon, Melchett, Odoon, Almowri, and Owphrin clans. Sometimes the warriors attacked at night and others they let their beasts of war herd the villagers into traps set during the day. Bissops proved especially useful at scaring the humans off in the direction the Yuuzhan Vong desired. Unfortunately, if ever one of the reptilian canines got a hold of a clansmen, there wouldn't be enough left to turn into a slave. So their use was semi-restricted for the sake of gathering all that they needed. The Blood Chalice was seeing some serious miles as well, having been used to transport the warriors from one village on the planet to the next, then ferrying the captured slaves up to the Yin's Fury in orbit. It had been a bloody mission so far, but well worth the effort for the amount of slaves they were bringing in. Only a few of the warriors had sustained injury and there were zero casualties among the Vong raiders.*

*This was what was left to them now. At one point in time they might have considered conquest of worlds a notable goal, but now with their numbers so limited, they could be little beyond piratical raiders. To be honest, that would serve the Praetorite best. Had the Yuuzhan Vong not spent many a century adrift through the galactic void? There was no shame to be found in returning to it. Plus there was always Tur Yenagh to return to, which they would, once the I'Frill Ma-Nat's belly was completely full of humans.*

*The Blood Chalice lifted off from the valley of the last clan they had decimated. Aboard was the team that would bring down the last and strongest standing settlement on the planet.* *House Glayyd held the spaceport in their mountainous fortress, a tough shell to crack. Despite this, Kronn had been resolute about the warriors duty to level the compound and enslave the pathetic humans found within.* *Claws retracted from the ground as the Yorik-trema took to the air, allowing its dovin basal to guide it up over the mountains, further towards their final destination.*
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Post Thu Jul 28, 2011 6:02 pm

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*A fire burned in the mountains, staving off the cold wind and warming the hunters seated around it. The encampment they had erected, if it could be called that, was small and practically barren. Stones and brush had been cleared, while sleeping pits had been dug in the earth.* *They had to leave as little an impact as possible if their presence was to remain a secret. Their invisibility cloakers kept them hidden from sight, but there were other means to detect them. A tracker of any skill would have been able to follow the signs, which they knew, hence the need for covering their tracks.* *Bissop snarled and snapped their jaws, fighting over a ripe piece of human thigh. Kwan Yin picked charred bits of flesh from his teeth with the tip of his coufee blade, smacking his gums occasionally as he savored the meal.*

*The Infidels were weak, but they made good eatin'.*
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Post Thu Sep 22, 2011 11:33 am

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*From orbit descends a new MMP, as it makes its way towards one of the larger veins of ore hidden beneath the surface. It avoids the major cities and finds a suitable place, deep in the mountains. It lands and after the engines finish cooling the MMP begins drilling. As soon as ore is reached the Droids begin to harvest it and haul it to the MMP for processing and preparation for shipping.*
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Post Fri Sep 23, 2011 5:50 am

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*There was wisdom to be found in avoiding the major cities, at least if one was unwelcome. In terms of the hunters that had taken up residence on the planet at the behest of the Praetorite, "unwelcome" was a relatively apt description. Hence why they had made their camp in the heart of the mountains, only ever traveling to the cities to monitor the growing civilian population and to make an occasional raid. Their numbers were low so those sort of activities were done only about once or twice a year.*

*Well needless to say when an abomination vessel descended from the sky and landed damn well near on top of where they had been camped, the hunters had been quick to get out of the way. A quick relocation further down the mountain in a series of caves had taken only a short matter of time.* *As there were only a dozen hunters in total, with many spread out across the planet on various scouting tasks, moving from one site to the next could be accomplished rather quickly. Herding the bissop was the only difficulty they faced, now that the creatures population began to grow. Initially they'd only brought two dozen with them, but civilian bloodshed had brought about an urge to breed. Now the hunters could barely keep track of their numbers.*

*After the relocation was complete, Thirianna Lah was sent back up the mountain to investigate the infidels that had taken up near where their former camp had been. The shaped cloak of nuun she wore allowed her to approach unseen, the second skin's unusual properties wrapping her in a layer of invisibility.* *It also possessed the benefit of masking body heat, which was necessary that high up in the mountains. The temperature was bitter cold.* *Rising over the last cresting ridge, she dropped down into a prone position and crawled up over the lip of a rocky outcropping. Her mqaaq'it eye implants looked on as machines drilled into the foundation and returned a short while layer with black rock.*

*Ore. So that was what they wanted. Between the soldiers spotted earlier by Gorgon and this latest appearance of abomination tech, it seemed the infidels had taken a greater interest in the human colony. The hunters would need to be extra-cautious if they were to remain undetected.*

*For now Thirianna just watched, occasionally reporting her findings to the rest of the hunters via her villip implant.*
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Post Sat Nov 05, 2011 6:43 am

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*Thirianna Lah's observation efforts lasted well over a week, at which point she was relieved by another of the hunters that temporarily resided in the mountain. Further down the range, the breeding bissop were reaching critical levels. Originally the marauder group had brought a grand total of two dozen of the beasts, knowing their usefulness on the hunt and their pack savagery against the infidels. Now that number had risen by leaps and bounds. The twelve hunters in charge had to let some of the beasts go, unable to control the complete pack for lack of their own numbers. It was dangerous to loose the beasts without a method for control, but unfortunately there was naught that they could do about it.*

*Back at the temporary camp the group had made within one of the mountain's naturally formed cave systems, Gorgon Lah attempted to contact the Praetorite. He sat cross legged by the fire, stroking his villip until it groaned and morphed into the image of one of the council. The hunter stared into the cruel visage of an Intendant, noting features far leaner than that found on any warrior caste member. He pleaded his case, requesting more reinforcements, yet it all fell on deaf ears.* *It seemed the Praetorite felt that the hunter group could manage, despite the obvious problems they were facing. If the bissop bred too plentiful then what to do with them was clear. Unleash them on the infidels and allow the human colonists to subdue their numbers.* *After silencing his villip, the hunter leader reflected on that thought.*

*It was true that there was an ample supply of colonists to pit against the ever growing numbers, but to do so would reveal their presence, unless of course the hunters dealt with the survivors afterwards. In fact that's exactly what they would have to do, lest the colonists seek help from elsewhere. However, their entire purpose for being on the planet was to oversee the colonists as their numbers grew, grooming them to become eventual slaves to the Praetorite. Slaughtering them seemed contrary to their mission goals.* *He let out a sigh.* *Well, if that was how it had to be then so be it.*

*With a casual gesture of hand, Gorgon drew his fellow hunters in near and began to share his plan.*
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Post Fri Jan 27, 2012 11:49 am

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-=MMine MMP=-
*The drones expand the main shaft and add begin digging tunnels out from the shaft to follow the veins of ore. When they came across natural caves and tunnels they recorded it's existence and began searching for veins of ore to mine. The Foreman noticed the unusually high number of natural tunnels in the area, and began tasking some of the drones to explore the natural cave systems. Shuttles continue to stop by routinely to collect the processed ore and deliver any needed supplies.*
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