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21-04-2023, 01:51 PM
(This post was last modified: 21-04-2023, 01:52 PM by Trakaton Kalkoran.)
((Originally posted by Hirak Sanguinis, May 2019))
Entry 51: Infiltration of Th’Asidra
*Hirak stepped into the view of the holorecorder, fully armed in his battle armour with his saberstaff clearly attached to his belt. The eyes of the Sith Lord had yet to calm down from what seemingly was battle. The blue-hued orbs set in the mask puslated almost whilst under the light of the Holo recorder. Hirak opened and clenched his gauntlets with a sickening crunch.*
“Today has gone from bad to worse. As I have already talked about we have found ourselves beset by attacks on our influence garrisons and trade routes within the city. However, we were clearly not prepared for even the thought that there might be more to it than that. It is clear to me now that this matter spreads not just outside our direct influence but within it completely. Even now mine and Lord Kalkoran’s contacts scour imperial space for any sign of a hidden enemy that extends beyond our control.
However, perhaps even in the seclusion of my own room in my own estate, talking about my next move is unwise. So I will focus on what has occurred. It all started when the leader of a local slave riot was murdered whilst in the brig. His death meant a complete halt into the investigation of what lead to significant imperial lives lost. Soon after the murder, we attempted to find whoever had committed this act of treason within Th’Asidra’s most inner compartment. Many weeks later we were drawn to the dead body of a Vipion girl. Since then there had been no sign of a re-occurrence until today. It started with a bad smell that began to be spread through ventilation system of the ship. Whilst we often get bad smells come through the ventilation shaft, this has the tinge of poisonous, lung splitting type of smells. With rebreather available we started by splitting the acolytes up into different parties, my own apprentice Siors leading one way and various of the Kalkoran Apprentices, as well as Apprentice Tasha, Soyut and Aljo among others leading the rest. Lord Kalkoran and I took point and progressed through.
From what I was told, the officer deck was full of enemies attempting to sabotage our computer systems whilst the hanger, where I found myself, was being primed for explosives. What was troubling is that we recognised these soldiers and those who had been in service of our powerbase. They had turned and been turned by some outside force. Dispatching those in the hangar deck was easy enough, the cleaving power of the saber staff I wield is tremendous. Simple “En Eff Yous” cannot fathom the capability of avoiding it. The Hangar Bays were quickly subdued and the explosives disarmed by our slicer imperials who still remained loyal.
We had successfully repelled the enemy as they had attempted to thwart us in our own Flagship. Whoever is wielding the strength of this sabotage has incredible reach, enough to bend the will of those who were once loyal and infiltrate our ranks without any wink or clue. If there is an opportunity for us to bring this to a close it will require more than just batting off would be incursions into the Dark Lord’s powerbase. We will need to find the source for it…
Perhaps Archayon could help. Hmm..”
*Hirak put a hand to his masked chin and rubbed the metallic edge. It was clear that the mask had almost become one with his sense of being, hiding the skin that lay beneath encased in a duranium shell.*
“I will consider our options. End transmission.”
*Hirak waved his hand towards the holorecorder. The devices whirred before it came to a distinct halt. The blue light that shimmered over the form of the Sith Lord shuddered and then returned within the device. After a few moments, it stopped completely ending the holoprojection.*
Entry 51: Infiltration of Th’Asidra
*Hirak stepped into the view of the holorecorder, fully armed in his battle armour with his saberstaff clearly attached to his belt. The eyes of the Sith Lord had yet to calm down from what seemingly was battle. The blue-hued orbs set in the mask puslated almost whilst under the light of the Holo recorder. Hirak opened and clenched his gauntlets with a sickening crunch.*
“Today has gone from bad to worse. As I have already talked about we have found ourselves beset by attacks on our influence garrisons and trade routes within the city. However, we were clearly not prepared for even the thought that there might be more to it than that. It is clear to me now that this matter spreads not just outside our direct influence but within it completely. Even now mine and Lord Kalkoran’s contacts scour imperial space for any sign of a hidden enemy that extends beyond our control.
However, perhaps even in the seclusion of my own room in my own estate, talking about my next move is unwise. So I will focus on what has occurred. It all started when the leader of a local slave riot was murdered whilst in the brig. His death meant a complete halt into the investigation of what lead to significant imperial lives lost. Soon after the murder, we attempted to find whoever had committed this act of treason within Th’Asidra’s most inner compartment. Many weeks later we were drawn to the dead body of a Vipion girl. Since then there had been no sign of a re-occurrence until today. It started with a bad smell that began to be spread through ventilation system of the ship. Whilst we often get bad smells come through the ventilation shaft, this has the tinge of poisonous, lung splitting type of smells. With rebreather available we started by splitting the acolytes up into different parties, my own apprentice Siors leading one way and various of the Kalkoran Apprentices, as well as Apprentice Tasha, Soyut and Aljo among others leading the rest. Lord Kalkoran and I took point and progressed through.
From what I was told, the officer deck was full of enemies attempting to sabotage our computer systems whilst the hanger, where I found myself, was being primed for explosives. What was troubling is that we recognised these soldiers and those who had been in service of our powerbase. They had turned and been turned by some outside force. Dispatching those in the hangar deck was easy enough, the cleaving power of the saber staff I wield is tremendous. Simple “En Eff Yous” cannot fathom the capability of avoiding it. The Hangar Bays were quickly subdued and the explosives disarmed by our slicer imperials who still remained loyal.
We had successfully repelled the enemy as they had attempted to thwart us in our own Flagship. Whoever is wielding the strength of this sabotage has incredible reach, enough to bend the will of those who were once loyal and infiltrate our ranks without any wink or clue. If there is an opportunity for us to bring this to a close it will require more than just batting off would be incursions into the Dark Lord’s powerbase. We will need to find the source for it…
Perhaps Archayon could help. Hmm..”
*Hirak put a hand to his masked chin and rubbed the metallic edge. It was clear that the mask had almost become one with his sense of being, hiding the skin that lay beneath encased in a duranium shell.*
“I will consider our options. End transmission.”
*Hirak waved his hand towards the holorecorder. The devices whirred before it came to a distinct halt. The blue light that shimmered over the form of the Sith Lord shuddered and then returned within the device. After a few moments, it stopped completely ending the holoprojection.*
