Your opinion is not necessarily mine; Your opinion is not fact; Your opinion is not absolute. Your opinion is a perspective.
*As the shot hit T'Rani, she vanished. A presence started to fill the room and soon their advanced equipment started to fail again, leaving scanners with an almost constant and unpredictable flickering. Sometimes it seemed to indicate the presence of things which was not there.
For a moment they could have sworn they heard laughter all around them, but were soon distracted by a voice, a female one, coming from somewhere i the great hall.
"Tsk tsk. How uncivilized. First you break into my tomb and now this? Well, I guess it is what to be expected from a Mandalorian, they have always been a shortsighted people."
Now it seemed like shadows popped up here and there only to disappear again all around them. The voice continued;
"Tell me Sith, why do you accept this kind of.. disrespectful behavior? Mandalorian are always best kept on a short leash. Perhaps the Sith have grown weak in the last thousand years... Not even being able to control some of our most willing slaves. Yeess, I can sense it. Outside of this Valley, in the force.. in You."
The voice paused for a moment.
"I am most disappointed in the company I must say. Once I sensed a Sith, I had hoped it was one of my kin, seeking guidance. Why have you come here travelers?"*
There is no challenge in that, all that can be achieved by any player. :P
As usual your logic fails you, as I can neither continue your savegame as another faction. Adding to that Macedon has been wiped out :P
What exactly is the challenge? xD
If it is the best you in Empire creation, I need proof of date, difficulty and so on.
*As the key entered the lock, the door disappeared out in thin air and the shimmering and flickering was gone as well. The ground was still shaking and the path behind them now collapsed entirely, with signs showing that the room they were standing in was soon to follow.
The next corridor was short and soon they found themselves in a great hall leading up to a large statue at the end. Leading up to was two rows of a thick pillars decorated with ancient texts. A few of the pillars had collapsed and was scattered all over the hall.
After taking in what some might consider a fascinating and breathtaking sight, they also now noticed that the room had a certain aura of hostility, like something were offended by their presence. They now noticed a figure at the bottom of the large statue, a figure clad in mandalorian armor, it was T'Rani Stargazer.*
*Due to his unnatural state, Loks estimation of what the ranger could handle fell short, and he suffered massive organ failure. As he was drawing his last few breaths, he remained unconcerned with all but the door.
With Loks mention of Kallig, the ranger looked at him for the last time and attempts to say something but exhales and dies. Once the ranger is dropped on the ground a key falls out of his pocket.
Soon after the place begins to shake and the ceiling starts to collapse.
As Ori'verda destroys the two statues it sets off an earthquake and the room starts to become unstable and the door begins to shimmer, like protected by a force field or, at least something very similar.*
OOC: Tsk tsk. You and your impatience Ori. Tick tock xD
Loks move seemingly neither scared him or affected him in any other way than holding him still. Upon touching the mans mind, it was best described as "clouded" and there wasn't much to learn. Still in his own world, he continued his rambling.
"Door? What door?" He said, as if he for the moment truly had forgotten... "Matters not anymore. I am merely the guardian, I can allow none to enter. Or they too shall fall on their sword. If they are strong enough. For months, strenght of mind kept it at bay, for she was right, true Mandalorians are Strong! But not strong enough. A dam can hold water back, but either the amount of it, or time, will always breach it in the end...
First some disappeared in the tunnels, then some fell pray to the illusions. Soon it was just me and her... She soon spent all her time at his feet, she stopped eating, drinking even talking. But she didn't die, how could she? "
He paused... and looked at his symbols on the wall.
"The door!" He said out loud, as he suddenly remembered something important. "Without the key, none comes through."
In an almost reptile like twist of the neck he once again looked at Lok.
"Illusion! Pawn! Liar! Go away and disturb me no more, let me die with honor! Me, the last Mandalorian in all of the galaxy! Guarding my post... Death and dishonor awaits everyone else, now that Mandalore have fallen...Just as she said, no he. She?"
OOC: Happy Birthday Pain! :)
A suddenly overwhelming pressure against Ori'verdas mind affected his sight again and he could now see and hear more clearly than before. One of the ghosts in front of him he recognized as T'Rani and the others as Mandalorian Rangers. One of them made a seemingly almost desperate jump in front of T'Rani and she was about to proceed through the door, which in this vision was open, and said;
"T'Rani please, we can all feel it, something is not right about this place. We should leave, there are others places to set up a base!"
"For the last time, hold your tongue Danzik! Your cowardice is dishonorable. This is the perfect hiding place, between the wildlife here and the presence of forces weaker minds like yours might succumb to will keep both the curious and our enemies at bay. No one comes here. Not even the Sith cares for this place as much as they once did."
"Or maybe it is because that even the Sith recognize that some things should stay in the past and best be left alone. Who knows what is beyond that door!?"
"Silence! Any true and strong of mind Mandalorian will be safe. Only those weak of mind and body will succumb to any... presence.. we might come across. Now..No mater what, remember to.."
Ori'verda snapped out of it again and found himself alone in the room.
OOC: Funny you should mention a key Milos xD
*As Lord Lok proceeded he started to sense a presence up ahead him in the darkness. It was one of the Mandalorians seemingly. The path that Lord Lok had chosen led him to a circular chamber and in it was a Ranger, but even as he entered the chamber the ranger didn't pay attention to him. The room was a dead end, all over the walls where red markings, painted by hand in markings similar to those in the previous chamber.
Upon closer inspection, Lok noticed that the Rangers hands were bloody, he had seemingly cut his own hand and painted the walls with his own blood. The markings was inconsistent and scattered, but some meaning could be interpreted from them. They stated; "The doors keep all within, and all without".
The Ranger now turned around and looked straight at Lok, he wasn't wearing a helmet and appeared old and frail. His eyes had grown dull and gray.
"No noo.. nooo... You are not here. You are not here. No one is here. Only past the door there is life. Or no life. Or something else. Something... in between, something Beyond life."
He turned away and ignored Lord Lok once again, returning to his drawing of of the markings on the wall.
Ori'verda soon found his path blocked with a large door, with two statues "guarding" it. In the middle was a key hole.
For a moment it seemed like he heard a whisper in the room.
Inspecting his surroundings, he discovers that the room looks like it is on the verge of collapsing, with large cracks on the walls and roof, making the use of forced entry seem like a risky endeavor . All except the door, which seemed like it could have been made yesterday. It seemed almost unnatural.
Once again he heard the whispers, this time his view dimmed a little and for a moment he it seemed like ghosts appeared and that he could hear them talking, about what he couldn't hear, but they they were definitely talking Mandoa.*
*The dialect Ori'verda was studying was very old, at least a millennia, and thus not easily translated. However from what he'd be able to make out, it was describing a family history, mentioning different titles and positions in the various Empires the family had served, or ruled.
It didn't take Lord Lok long to determine that the blood wasn't native to anything on Korriban. An analysis would reveal it to be from a humanoid, in this case most likely Mandalorian. From where the dagger was and further into the tomb was a trail of blood, going through one of three paths. Another of the of the tunnels was collapsed, leaving two options for proceeding.
What is ahead remains unknown, as scanners for some mysterious reason wasn't able to reveal anything and for some reason the maps that Lord Lok brought with him didn't fit the layout of the tomb.*
OOC: Btw, didn't realize that there was a third person with you guys. Lol
*Moments before the death of the last Hssiss Lok felt something inside the mind of the Hssiss, but due to their quick death there was no way to investigate further.
Proceeding further into the tomb, they would pass through a long hallway only to find themselves in yet another room. This one was filled with scriptures on the walls. In the room they soon noticed ashes on the ground and several cases of equipment. Right beside the equipment was a Kal, a Mandalorian dagger, and on it seemingly blood.*
*Awoken from their slumber due to the disturbances going on in the tomb. A pair of full grown Hssiss appears out of thin air behind Ori'verda, previously invisible and resting on the corpse of the Terentatek.
In a single jump one of them ambushes Ori'verda from behind while he is still dealing with the Pelko bugs. The other one jumps past Ori'verda, not fearing the fire and attacks Lok, whom are equally distracted with holding off both the bugs and the flames.*
*As the two of them was studying their surroundings they started to notice a foul smell coming from inside the tomb. Just inside of the entrance was a small chamber, not natural and not built as a part of the tomb, but carved out seemingly by a large creature. The creature, a Terentatek lay dead up against the wall near the door that leads further into the tomb. It had scorch marks all over its body and a large gab in its stomach.
By now Lord Lok would have noticed the increase in dark side presence. It was mostly eminating from inside the tomb, but also from the corpse of the Terentatek, and from the down below them, in the ground. Soon the ground around Lord Lok started seemingly move as dozens of Pelko Bugs, attracted to force sensitives, started to swarm him.*
For the glory of Arse!
You could always try life as a bisexual. That way you would increase your chances by a 100%!
I love cats, so I guess this means that I also love Valve? xD
Makes me wanna watch Voyager again. But its just too time consuming xD
Well, good to known you are safe then. Good luck
- Federation post card
Imperial Walkers! :P
I Denmark we pay on average about 2 dollars per Liter. A gallon is about 4 liters yes? People here would kill for your gas prices America! xD
Good to know you are still alive these days xD
The feeling is mutual Sweden!
I molested my classmates and I do it every day.
Lol. Just noticed.
In any case, I didn't make these xD
As Ori'verda lands in the ruins, there are several pathways leading underground, but they seem old, dirty and unused for a long time. Suddenly he becomes aware of large stadium-like lamps being turned on all around the clearing filling it with a sharp light.
A dozen shielded containers are revealed hidden in the piles of trash and junk as the heavily armed and armored Red Moon mercenaries inside storm out along with destroyer droids, all which open fire on Ori'verda in the ruins.
From the supposedly empty halls below him Ori'verda can hear the very familiar sound of Buzz droids.
900 meters away, on top of an large inactive garbage disposal droid, is Nunes. Laying flat on his stomach with a high caliber sniper rifle, watching the show.*
*The scans reveal several massive droids moving large piles of junk and trash around. In between them is a clearance with a small concrete structure. With a couple of heavily armed guards guarding a door.*
*On the files are several references to a dumbyard outside the city.
However local law enforcement is now crawling all over the place and several gunships are circling the area. A perimeter is being set up around the building while ships in orbit scans the entire sector*
OOC: Wasn't sure if I was restrained or not xD
*Almost instinctively the man tries to get out of the chair, despite being more or less futile due to the restraints. As he looks at the knife he starts to panic again.
"Alright! I'll tell you what I know!.. There's a rumor that Nunes and the Demon of Iego are one and the same, and that the Demon of Iego have a secret hideout below a large dumpyard outside the city. If they really are the same, my guess would be that you'd find him there.
Thats all I know, I swear!"*
*He calms down a bit and says;"Even if I did know anything, I'm a dead man for telling you. So why should I?" *
*The thug is looking around, half panicking and confused.
"I don... I don't know anything.." He manages to mutter.*
Nunes walks down a hall while whistling cheerfully. He enters a room filled with monitors and a few security guards. Many of the screens where dedicated to monitoring the rich and powerful on Iego, especially other politicians.
"Whats the status on our Mandalorian friend who has been asking around for me. Did group two take care of it yet?" He ask one of the security personal.
"Uhm, no sir. He escaped on his ship before the second team had a chance to shoot it." the man nervously replies.
"What do you mean they didn't shoot!? All they had to do was follow the Mandalorian once he escaped, to his ship and open fire on it. I payed good money for those rocket launchers!" He says, as he starts to get a little red headed.
"Sorry sir, but the team reports it was cloaked and that it all happened so very fast they didn't have a chance to do anything."
"Don't make excuses for them. Just because it is cloaked doesn't mean it isn't there. All they had to do was aim at where the Mandalorian seemingly disappears, pull the trigger and watch the fireworks! Incompetent fools." Nunes sighs and thinks for a moment. "Ahh well, I guess it is my fault for bothering with theatrics and fake assassination attempts. First off, get some screens up from my hidden cameras in the office building and get the Red Moon on the comm. I'm calling in a favor..."
At the office building, Ori'verda would soon hear a rolling sound from both in front and behind him, and the sound of them deploying and raising shields. In the silence the distinct clacking sounds of their fleet on the floor filled the air.*