@Wayward Your call really, you can talk to him if that doesn't work I can feel bring her in.
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That would be fine, she is approved and can join the others in the character tab! I think we can bring her in soon since were about to leave to go collect the first piece of darkness.
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@Wayward That sounds pretty cool actually maybe the blade swaps based on how she plans to fight?
Thousands of years before the game, during the Keyblade war.
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Commander Scraper nodded to Rolin. "Keep yourself safe sir and call if you need us, my boys and will put the 501st to shame and nobody works faster." He smiled and waved them off as men rushed around getting a command center set up for Scraper to begin ordering units and leading the offensive.
The capture of Solus four happened quickly as the soldiers of the 224th struck hard and fast hitting dozens of bases the droids could scarcely recover from the lightning attacks and precision. Within less than a day the planet had been captured by the unexpected reinforcements. Scraper and Kiana moved their base over to Solus six along with the fleet, they began to launch low level strikes hitting supply lines and transports. The hoped harassing the droids would cause the Separatist leaders to pull back their forces and cut their losses.
Kiana and Scraper rarely saw each other as Scraper lead most strikes personally and Kiana had meetings with other commanders to discuss strategy. In truth Scraper was worried that he she would be reassigned, she would do more good on another front. He hoped he was wrong but he still he kept trying to find time to be with her, though it was getting more difficult as the droids ran lower and lower on supplies.
The capture of Solus four happened quickly as the soldiers of the 224th struck hard and fast hitting dozens of bases the droids could scarcely recover from the lightning attacks and precision. Within less than a day the planet had been captured by the unexpected reinforcements. Scraper and Kiana moved their base over to Solus six along with the fleet, they began to launch low level strikes hitting supply lines and transports. The hoped harassing the droids would cause the Separatist leaders to pull back their forces and cut their losses.
Kiana and Scraper rarely saw each other as Scraper lead most strikes personally and Kiana had meetings with other commanders to discuss strategy. In truth Scraper was worried that he she would be reassigned, she would do more good on another front. He hoped he was wrong but he still he kept trying to find time to be with her, though it was getting more difficult as the droids ran lower and lower on supplies.
Arthal finally lay his head to the pillow and rested, his room silent. He felt as if he was back home, relaxing in his tree house. Strumming on his harp as he watched the priestesses care for the world tree, his life had been simple yet now he was expected to be strong, yes he had been taught and even traveled to other worlds before. His teacher had fought in that first great battle that buried the temple. Yet now he was without guidance and he was leading them, what he knew came from his heart and his head. He just had to hope it would be enough to protect his home, the war could not reach Elf Burrow, he wouldn't let it.
He finally drifted off to sleep when he could have sworn he heard the sound of rain. He was dreaming, bowed before his master the rain hammered outside against the dojo. He master summoned his blade and Arthal summoned his, his master spoke in a quiet voice but one that commanded respect. "I will try to his the target dummies behind you, your goal is simply, stop me." With that the old Elf charged.
Arthal and his blade met Arthal shoved him back the to the other side of the room. "Come on old man! I thought you Thon Sho, not Thon Slow!" Laughed the young apprentice, as he was suddenly froze in place Thon walked over smacking each dummies head into him.
"You failed boy, now clean the dojo and start again." They practice that fight for five years before Arthal won his first match. Not by defeating his master but stalling him while he moved the dummies outside of the dojo where his master couldn't get to them. He felt so proud in that, he treated himself to trip to the World Tree, the source of the forests and food for all Elves. Their he gathered fruit and and bathed in pools, even attending a cutting ceremony for newly weds. He missed it, he the days when he was in hundreds, barely more then a child with Thon teaching him and training him.
The dream fell away and the World Tree moved farther and farther away, the safety of its branches the warmth on the sun glittered through its leaves leaving him. He stood up two keyblades in his and hands and turned around slowly, he was back to somewhere he didn't remember, Thon remembered it though. Fire burned around him, a village under attack? By who, he froze when he locked into house and saw something terrifying, Orcs. Orcs had raided and attacked Elves years ago, at the time of Arthal's birth they had been wiped out however. He saw the Knights of the World Tree, the order Thon had founded to train warriors who could fight anywhere any time with magic and blade.
As things happened around him he could only watch, the knights fighting and cutting down Orc raiders. Yet after the Orcs ran they chased, it he saw Thon upon a hill looking out in horror as the Orcs homeland blazed and burned Knight of the World Tree cutting them down. He saw happening again and again, the Orcs attacked and the Knights responded with something even more brutal.
Then it happened, Thon helped the Orcs. He thought to save their race from genocide at the hands of the knights he had formed. Yet when the last battle between Orcs and Elves ended, every Knight lay dead as well as every Orc. Thon returned home, in the years to come he would take one apprentice, Arthal. Naming him the last Knight of World Tree, Arthal thought he would be a hero, now he knew a truth. The people he had so long revered were monsters as much as the Orcs were, he would not be them. He would not commit genocide even if it was for the greater good.
He finally drifted off to sleep when he could have sworn he heard the sound of rain. He was dreaming, bowed before his master the rain hammered outside against the dojo. He master summoned his blade and Arthal summoned his, his master spoke in a quiet voice but one that commanded respect. "I will try to his the target dummies behind you, your goal is simply, stop me." With that the old Elf charged.
Arthal and his blade met Arthal shoved him back the to the other side of the room. "Come on old man! I thought you Thon Sho, not Thon Slow!" Laughed the young apprentice, as he was suddenly froze in place Thon walked over smacking each dummies head into him.
"You failed boy, now clean the dojo and start again." They practice that fight for five years before Arthal won his first match. Not by defeating his master but stalling him while he moved the dummies outside of the dojo where his master couldn't get to them. He felt so proud in that, he treated himself to trip to the World Tree, the source of the forests and food for all Elves. Their he gathered fruit and and bathed in pools, even attending a cutting ceremony for newly weds. He missed it, he the days when he was in hundreds, barely more then a child with Thon teaching him and training him.
The dream fell away and the World Tree moved farther and farther away, the safety of its branches the warmth on the sun glittered through its leaves leaving him. He stood up two keyblades in his and hands and turned around slowly, he was back to somewhere he didn't remember, Thon remembered it though. Fire burned around him, a village under attack? By who, he froze when he locked into house and saw something terrifying, Orcs. Orcs had raided and attacked Elves years ago, at the time of Arthal's birth they had been wiped out however. He saw the Knights of the World Tree, the order Thon had founded to train warriors who could fight anywhere any time with magic and blade.
As things happened around him he could only watch, the knights fighting and cutting down Orc raiders. Yet after the Orcs ran they chased, it he saw Thon upon a hill looking out in horror as the Orcs homeland blazed and burned Knight of the World Tree cutting them down. He saw happening again and again, the Orcs attacked and the Knights responded with something even more brutal.
Then it happened, Thon helped the Orcs. He thought to save their race from genocide at the hands of the knights he had formed. Yet when the last battle between Orcs and Elves ended, every Knight lay dead as well as every Orc. Thon returned home, in the years to come he would take one apprentice, Arthal. Naming him the last Knight of World Tree, Arthal thought he would be a hero, now he knew a truth. The people he had so long revered were monsters as much as the Orcs were, he would not be them. He would not commit genocide even if it was for the greater good.
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Scraper smirked as he pulled out his communicator, contacting one of his Captains. "Launch the dropships and get me three regiments and some damn walkers down here. We need wreck some clankers. Tell the the General to get the bulk of army together. We got ourselves a real good fight down here!" With that he cut the channel, signaling his boys the grabbed ammo and rushed up to join the others. "Alright Mudjumpers, lets fly!"
Two dozen Mudjumpers hit the switch and zoomed up above the cover, throwing droid popper as they landed. "Come on boys! Push them back, we've got to make room for the reinforcement!" He yelled as more Dropships came over head, dozens of clone paratroopers dropped in. Scraper was up at the front blasting his way through as more and more as men took up positions around him. This was fourteenth regiment, some of the Corps best and veteran soldiers, they were Scrapers personal regiment. Finally a couple of walkers were dropped off as the the other two Regiments of Mudjumpers hit the ground. Scrapper let one of his Captains take the lead as he pulled back.
Moving over to Bronze he smiled. "Get your wounded ready to go on the dropships. Tell General Rolin to transmit co-ordinates for a mass deployment. We don't have much in the way of armor but what we got is yours Bronze, plus a couple of Commando squads if you want them." He smiled as he fired out at one of the few remain droids with one of his DC-17's.
Two dozen Mudjumpers hit the switch and zoomed up above the cover, throwing droid popper as they landed. "Come on boys! Push them back, we've got to make room for the reinforcement!" He yelled as more Dropships came over head, dozens of clone paratroopers dropped in. Scraper was up at the front blasting his way through as more and more as men took up positions around him. This was fourteenth regiment, some of the Corps best and veteran soldiers, they were Scrapers personal regiment. Finally a couple of walkers were dropped off as the the other two Regiments of Mudjumpers hit the ground. Scrapper let one of his Captains take the lead as he pulled back.
Moving over to Bronze he smiled. "Get your wounded ready to go on the dropships. Tell General Rolin to transmit co-ordinates for a mass deployment. We don't have much in the way of armor but what we got is yours Bronze, plus a couple of Commando squads if you want them." He smiled as he fired out at one of the few remain droids with one of his DC-17's.
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