Tannius strapped his gear on, looking around at the soldiers who would accompany him into battle. He could feel the pre-battle jitters in the air, but with him especially. This would be his first major conflict, he had heard about battle before. He would only have seconds to make decisions that could cost a life, seconds to make decisions that would uphold the jedi code. The orders to mount up came, and he sighed. He would be taking the last shuttle in, it was a relief but still. He wasn't ready for battle, and the thoughts that crossed his mind as he entered that steel coffin were less than satisfactory, he felt fear. [i]"There is no emotion, only peace."[/i] He thought, as he climbed up the ramp, his commandos got settled and the jedi sat along with them. 

When the shuttle finally left, he felt the tension grow. There wasn't even a sound, as they all did their last weapon checks not a word. Not until they entered the atmosphere. "30 seconds to landing." The pilot said, with that the team all stood seemingly at the same time. At this point time seemed to pass so much slower, Tannius was fidgeting now as they got closer. "5...4...3-" The pilot was cut off from their countdown, there was, a loud [i]"Fwoom"[/i] And the shuttle lurched and started dropping. It hit the ground hard, throwing soldiers too and fro, Tannius himself slammed pretty hard against the side of the shuttle. He felt blood dripping down from his forehead, apparently he hit it harder than he thought. "Who's with me?" He shouted, everyone on his team checked in they were all still alive if a little shaken from their hard landing. "Someone open the ramp, or we are just waiting to get murdered." One of the soldiers shouted over the confusion. "I can't it's too damaged to open." The pilot shouted back. Tannius decided to make his own exit, he drew his saber and cut an exit and blew the hunk of metal away with a well placed force push. "Everyone out, come on!" He shouted, leaping out his impromptu exit first and into the chaos.

He instantly regretted his decision, the chaos around him was intense. Everywhere he looked were signs of battle. The dead, the dying. He felt that tinge of fear again, as a blaster bolt missed his head by mere inches while he was standing there dumbstruck. That kicked him into action, he covered his men as they exited deflecting blaster bolts with his saber. When everybody including the pilot were out, he pointed to the closest bit of cover not far away. "Go take cover!" He shouted, over the chaos. They ran their way across the field, blaster bolts from the enemy blazing a trail after them. One of his commando's got hit and fell hard. Tannius turned, despite the heavy fire and went back for them. He grabbed them and pulled them into cover. "We've got to push forward, gain some ground." He said, fear was intermingled with his voice. But that didn't stop him from leaving cover, and entering the battlefield.