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OOC Shorts [GM] (Closed)
TheTraveler — 04/06/2021
The following posts are for the players pure enjoyment. Nothing in this threat is character knowledge unless uncovered through discovery.
TheTraveler — 04/06/2021
Voices in his mind cried out as the thunderous sound of the flood consumed them. Light side, Dark side, it did not matter which side you served, the chaos had been unleashed. The Force flowed throughout the Galaxy like a chaotic flood unleashed. Only the foolish believed that they could control the flood now. Even the innocent weren’t safe. The rising waters were already threatening to wash away those who dared to wander to the edge.
For General Graff, this was his world to command. He did not just dare to wander to the edge. He danced right up to the edge of oblivion. Going deeper and deeper into the Force, he could feel the chaos building. It was a great spring waiting to be unleashed in all its destructive beauty. Peering as deep as possible, he could barely make out the image of who was responsible for this beautiful destruction that even now risks the Republic’s very survival. And with their death, so go the Jedi.
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His mind focused on the threads that wove the future together, his concentration reflected in the near death like state his body took. Over his crossed legs, a small bone knife spun. Its blade was black with some sign of wear on it. The white handle had slits of dirt crusted lines that ran the length of the handle. General Graff used the small weapon as a focal point as he searched the Force. If he were to destroy the Republic and the Jedi Order, he need to find the correct shatter point.
He could sense the five officers who stood waiting patiently for his meditation to come to an end. They had been waiting for nearly an hour. Clearly, they felt whatever it was, it was not worthy to risk his anger. With the sounds of his vision fading, General Graff slowly opened his eyes and rose to his feet. He towered over the five officers. “You have news for me?” The knife floated up to his waiting hand and he made it disappear behind his back.
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Admiral Nalid spoke. “Yes General.” Graff’s eyes fixated on Admiral Thi'on Nalid. It was not the normal that caused most to become unsettled. It was the General’s red cybernetic eye that caused fear in those who dared to gaze into it.
The long slender older human had been a young lieutenant during Graff's last raise to power. Now the older man had matured into his own brilliant style of flag officer. Winning his loyalty from the Republic had been hardly an effort. “We have managed to intercept a communication from an Olivan Shadow Agent on Baklid.”
The news caught some by surprise. But none were as surprised as Jedi turned traitor, Master Ar'Lash. The Bothan had attempted to hide his emotions, but Graff sensed them. “Is that what we are calling them now?” Master Ar’Lash mocked, “Shadow Agents.”
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General Graff smiled, “I like the name. It’s fitting for what we know of them. And you were right to bring this to me. It is a rare discovery. Have you been able to decrypt the message?”
Admiral Nalid smiled. “Yes, General.” He said walking over to his General and handing him a data pad. General Graff took the data pad in to one of his large metallic hands. “There hasn’t been any reply from Olivan. We suspect that they are aware that the message was intercepted.”
Graff read the message as his smile slowly changed to a grin. “The slightest flaw in the armor makes the entire ship vulnerable.” He turned the pad off. “This agent’s mistake is our benefit.”
“General,” Master Ar’Lash spoke with respect. “Isn’t Olivan supposed to be our ally? I mean we did break the blockade over their world. Yet you do not trust them.”
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Graff turned to the Bothan, “I don’t trust them. This is true. I don’t suspect they have the stomach to see the destruction of the Republic to its completion.” On that he turned to the only female officer in the room. “Commadore Na’vera,” he spoke with respect. “Tell me, what of the Articles?”
Na’vera stood out due to her System’s Militia Uniform from Serenno. Back home, she was a Flag Officer of resounding respect. It did not take Na’vera long to join the General after she learned of his crushing defeat of the Republic forces over Olivan. “Hundreds of worlds have signed the Outer Systems Alliance Articles, with thousands now reaching out to us.” She smiled with pride. “The Outer Systems Alliance is slowly becoming threat that the Republic will have to face.”
“Have you been able to uncover why Serenno has is suddenly interested Baklid’s politics?” asked Admiral Nalid.
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She shook her head. “All I know is that it deeply personal with the family of the late Lord Serenno. They have demanded extradition of Baklid’s Queen.”
Admiral Tabanne finally spoke up, “Commadore, will you be able to deliver on your promise of ships?”
She nodded. “I have personally spoke with a half dozen captains.” She turned to General Graff, “give the word and they will be yours, General.”
“Wonderful, a handful of patrol crafts.” Master Ar’Lash criticized sarcastically.
“Long before you were born Jedi Master,” General Graff said coldly, “I took a force of a patrol craft and crippled the pride of the Mandalorian Fleets.”
Na’vera made no attempt to hide her grin. Graff’s eyes focused on the Jedi Master. “Then I took that same force and broke the backs of the war worshipping Mandalorians. I personally delivered their prized Darksaber to the Grand Master of the Jedi.” He smiled. “Commadore, tell the Jedi Master what kind of ships Serenno fields.”
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Commadore Na’vera gave a nod. “With pleasure, General. Serenno fields front line Republic warships. With their flagship being a Venator class Star Destroyer.” She smirked, “And that is one of the ships that have secretly sworn fidelity to General Graff.”
“Master Jedi,” Graff said softly, “you should have faith in the Force to deliver the destruction of the Republic.” He then turned to final man in the room. “Jek,” he said addressing the man, “it’s time to take our offer to Mal Doran.” Without saying a word, the Mandalorian bowed his head. On that, he turned and walked out of the room.
Graff turned to his three officers. “How long will it take to reassemble the fleet?”
Admiral Nalid pulled up his data pad and tapped some figures into it. After a moment, he spoke. “Assuming that we will not have any surprises from Jedi Forces in the area, three to four days.”
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Graff nodded. “Give the order to reassemble. At the same time, I want all ships fully loaded. Run them through drills as we wait for the fleet to assemble.”
“We are going into battle, General?” Master Ar’Lash blinked in surprise. “You had said that we needed to wait for more ships to join us.”
Admiral Nalid smiled. “It’s obvious.” She says, glancing at General Graff.
“I found the key to destroying the Republic.” General Graff said in a level and cold tone.
“You are going after the Shadow Agent?” Master Ar’Lash said with disbelief in his voice.
General Graff only smiled as Admiral Nalid spoke up. “Fame and Fortunes favor the bold Master Jedi.”
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