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Sep((For Nortrom))
"Hallo there, friend!" exclaimed Wron, seeing Nortrom approach across the cafe. Wron smiled, but it was an uneasy smile, as if he knew something was amiss. "Jedi, right?" he asked, and pointed to the odd manner of dress in which Nortrom was clad. "We don't get many Jedi 'round my cafe, but hey, I'm sure you can pay with the best of 'em, amiright? What can I do ya for, friend?"
((For Fat Boy Kyle))
The forward mountain outpost was controlled by the Coreldan military, a former mountain training center base camp for Army soldiers. It had all of the amenities required of a base camp, such as numerous living areas that were climate-controlled, a full medical center, a mess hall, a logistical support center and maintenance area, and a shooting range. All in all, it was a fairly solid outpost, and defended by a troop of the best mountain fighters in the Coreldan military. Additionally, Blackstar kept a small observation team at the outpost to assist and liaise with the Coreldans, but at this time, they were deployed up into the mountains, on a scouting mission. The observation team was conducting reconnaissance to try to find evidence of of the Loyalists operating in the area. Apparently, an officer back in the capital had learned from an interrogation that the Loyalists were located somewhere in these mountains, and had requested a quick recon ahead of his arrival. After extensive searching, however, the recon team could find only trace evidence of the Loyalists: a slightly-used trail. It was obvious that people were moving along the trail through a mountain pass about fifteen miles from the base camp, though their origination and destination were not apparent.
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I will look at your CS and post replies to the IC tomorrow. Valentines Day weekend :P
Assallya did you need any post from me?
Assallya did you need any post from me?
Bump.
They have a fairly standard military rank structure. Private, Private First Class, Corporal (your rank), Sergeant, Staff Sergeant, Gunnery Sergeant, Master Sergeant for enlisted. Officers will be Lieutenant, Captain, Major, Lieutenant Colonel, Colonel.
As for armor, they would wear black, with a chest piece and shoulder pads with a black helmet.
As for armor, they would wear black, with a chest piece and shoulder pads with a black helmet.
That's would be unlike me to give you that lol.
So does anybody need anything?
((For Sep))
High Marshal Frek Tulavach listened to this man, still wearing the uniform of the Imperial Navy as he spoke of allowing a base of operations and supplies in return for protection from the New Republic. Once the Admiral was finished, Tulavach said, "Thank you for your kind words, Admiral. Your offer is generous, although I must inform you that I have received similar overtures from both the New Republic and the Imperial Remnant, both of whom have more substantial fleets and ground forces than your own followers. While combining your forces with the Coreldan forces would put things more at a parity with those two factions, Corelda siding with either of them would tip the scales and offer us true protection." Tulavach paused, allowing the Admiral to contemplate his words, and then said, "I must also inform you that I have not accepted those offers either. Both sides are aware of the other's offers, and now you are aware of theirs as well, including the fact that they have offered payment in credits in addition to galactic involvement and galactic-strength protection." He paused again, then finished, "I am not declining your offer, Admiral, but you must understand that you need to offer something a bit more...substantial to tempt Corelda."
High Marshal Frek Tulavach listened to this man, still wearing the uniform of the Imperial Navy as he spoke of allowing a base of operations and supplies in return for protection from the New Republic. Once the Admiral was finished, Tulavach said, "Thank you for your kind words, Admiral. Your offer is generous, although I must inform you that I have received similar overtures from both the New Republic and the Imperial Remnant, both of whom have more substantial fleets and ground forces than your own followers. While combining your forces with the Coreldan forces would put things more at a parity with those two factions, Corelda siding with either of them would tip the scales and offer us true protection." Tulavach paused, allowing the Admiral to contemplate his words, and then said, "I must also inform you that I have not accepted those offers either. Both sides are aware of the other's offers, and now you are aware of theirs as well, including the fact that they have offered payment in credits in addition to galactic involvement and galactic-strength protection." He paused again, then finished, "I am not declining your offer, Admiral, but you must understand that you need to offer something a bit more...substantial to tempt Corelda."
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((For theGodfather))
"You've made a huge mistake, Vilka!" spat Groga. "You really don't know who you're messing with. Palto will hear about this. You can't just come barging in and shooting up someone connected with the Hutts, or do you really think yourself that invincible?!"
((For Nortrom))
The cave complex in which Nortrom found himself grew ever darker the further he advanced inside. However, the cave appears to end after some distance. It simply dead ends, with no sign of an electrical source.
"You've made a huge mistake, Vilka!" spat Groga. "You really don't know who you're messing with. Palto will hear about this. You can't just come barging in and shooting up someone connected with the Hutts, or do you really think yourself that invincible?!"
((For Nortrom))
The cave complex in which Nortrom found himself grew ever darker the further he advanced inside. However, the cave appears to end after some distance. It simply dead ends, with no sign of an electrical source.
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