The Dark Academy on Korriban

"Perhaps one glass, Commander. I'd be glad to hear your battle assessment."

Moyr smiled faintly.

The Commander enters the tent and then fastens the flaps close and then taps a button on the table that creates a light buzzing sound. “This subsonic noise generator should keep what we say secure and create a sound proof bubble. I bring word from Darth Jadus on your first assignment in his service,” the Commander replies.

Moyr actually relaxed, as cortisol levels were beaten back by a fresh shot of adrenaline. She pulled out a stim and took a needle bite in her leg before smiling charmingly and nodding.

"I am listening."

“You will report to Balmorra and be attached to a news outlet as a freelance reporter. Your mission will be to embed yourself with resistance forces. This is a purely reconnaissance operation. You will be attached to Lord Yulo in your public life for the Empire,” the agent replies.

“There is no Lord Yulo, obviously, but he has documentation to exist. Your handler will be Watcher Seven. You will receive more information and intel when you arrive on Balmorra, once you have completed your work here.”

Rumun of couse was around here, looking at the thousands of Massassi corpses lying around. He didn't do much, but he at least helped the Imperials and the Gunda achieve victory.

He sat in a rock and inspected his double-bladed lightsaber.

Moyr needed two to three seconds to process the basic implications of the order.

"I surmise it's about preparing for the capture of Balmorran armament industry. But all things in due time. Very well. Has my identity as the reporter been already prepared or do I have a say in shaping it?"

“Not my place to speculate, my lord. Your cover will be worked out with Watcher Seven. Here is a data card with preliminary information you should familiarize yourself with before reaching Balmorra. I have nothing else for you,” he replies calmly.

"Just the decryption key for the card, agent."

She palmed the data card into the sleeve of her cloak.

The agent hands her the decryption key.

She smiled, concealing the key away from the card. Then, she raised her brow.

"So, what harvest is the wine from?"

Remmington returns to camp after the battle. He finds some reprieve to himself and after quietly tending his wounds goes back to the general festivities and looks around.


Recovering Strain after Final Stand. Cool/Presence. 1eA+1eP = 3 successes

Forgot setback due to fever. 1eS = 0 successes


3 Strain recovered.

Force Heal. 1eF = 1 Dark Side


3 Wounds healed.

Force Heal again. 1eF = 2 Light Side

Destiny used.

3/6 Wounds healed?
2 Strain

To PF

"Grah!" There was an unladlyike growl as Sinea pushed the needle of the stimpack into her skin. "That feels better now."

She looked around at the others, while she took deep breaths.

Finally settled, she approached the cut off head of the fallen enemy.

Recover Strain, Cool: 1eP 1 success, 1 advantage

Zeno, being near the queen, saw Sinea approach and gave her a nod.

“Synthetic wine, this commander was not terribly influential. Most likely from Ziost, maybe black market could have purchased thinking it was authentic. It is good but synthetic,” the agent replies pouring the wine for Moyr.

The head is a severed massasi head painted white with flecks of blood and a look of shock frozen on the face. It is just lying on the stone ground for all to see, nothing super exciting.

In the eyes she can see future conquests more bloodshed as the Empire forces come to Yavin IV, in time the massassi are uplifted and slowly integrated into the Empire proper. She sees the Queen meeting with a powerful Sith… she sees Jo’ren there and she senses a dark figure unseen plotting.

Whe she comes back from the vision she sees a corvid bird feasting on an eyeball and it looks at Sinea and says, “Magpie.”

It then flies off.

"Okay. That was freaky." She shook her head.... she thought that she managed to get above uncontrolled visions, but apparently not. Jo'ren and the queen.... the other one was probably his possible master. And the dark one plotting? Yeah... that didn't really narrow anything down.

Magpie... interesting.

She looked up at the queen and Zeno. "What will happen to the other tribes?"

"Good enough. I hope for something more top-shelf once the Balmorran affair is concluded."

She took a sip and tested the taste on her palate and tongue before swallowing.

"I probably shouldn't be asking you too many questions, but you could tell me about something interesting. Like where does Darth Baras figure in the structure you represent."

“I am with Intelligence, so he does not figure into my power structure,” the agent replies.

The Queen responds with, "They will join me or they die."

Still disturbed by the visions, Sinea decided to practice some control, and focused on the near future, what will most of the Massassi say.

Foresee - Will the Massassi join or die?: 2eF 2 Dark Side

Zeno looked to Sinea, with curiosity. "What was freaky?"

Some resist others see her as an avatar of the death god Yavin.

OOC: What's the split roughly?

"Just saw something." Was her brief remark to Zeno.

He nods as she seemed to be collecting her thoughts and figuring out what she saw.

OOC: More come willingly than dissent especially after this crushing victory.

"Your subjects will come to you, Queen of the Massassi." She smiled slightly, though fatigue was showing in her smile. "Some will resist, the slower ones, but they'll soon perish. Congratulations to your inevitable victory."

Zeno nods with a look of appreciation. The sight of Sinea had proven what he suspected true.