Star Wars: Fires of Exaron 2 OOC

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The fate of an entire star system hangs in the balance, and mysterious forces begin to work...

STAR WARS: FIRES OF EXARON II

Early in 4 ABY, an Alliance Special Forces team arrived on Exaron to retrieve intelligence from a Bothan spy. They were ambushed, however, and wiped out save for a single man, their commander Major Patrick Rudder. A local dissident cell, unaffiliated with the Alliance, rescued Rudder, and started a series of events which would change Exaron forever. The intelligence, they would uncover, had to do with a top-secret Imperial operation, years in the making, to assassinate all the members of Alliance High Command in a single swoop. An Imperial defector, Lieutenant Colonel Moreau, had the information necessary to stop the operation, but needed to be taken off-world. Rudder needed more help to find the intelligence, and so struck a deal with Zz'nt, a local crime boss who agreed to help Rudder and the dissidents in exchange for a promise that the Rebels would send more forces to Exaron to help free the planet. Both the Rebels and the Imperials rushed to find Moreau, with Rudder and his allies finding the man first. Despite a final firefight in which Moreau was killed and Rudder wounded, Rudder and his allies were able to escape Exaron with a datachip containing the intelligence. The intelligence was transferred to Alliance Intelligence, who moved in on the Imperial operatives and killed or captured all of them before they could carry out their assassinations.

Conventional Rebel forces have begun to move into the Exaron System, including Army, Navy, Intelligence, Special Forces, and Special Operations elements. They have linked up with the local criminal underworld elements who pledged their support to the Alliance, and have started their planning of open warfare against the Imperial forces on Exaron and in the Exaron System. The Imperials still hold the planet under their control, but the loss of the intelligence concerning Operation Vibrowire and the subsequent failing of that operation led to a systematic punishment and quasi-purging of the highest levels of Imperial leadership on Exaron; as a result, a number of new officers have arrived on the planet to take the reins of command. The stage is set for a massive war which will decide the fate of Exaron: will the newly-formed New Republic free the planet from the Empire, or will Exaron's subjugated existence continue? Yet as the Rebellion suddenly strikes a critical blow to the Empire at Endor, the galactic situation changes, and the Empire must make strategic shifts. Strange shipments have been arriving on Exaron, and there may be more to the upcoming fight than meets the eye...



Exaron is a heavily industrialized planet providing mechanical equipment for the Imperial war machine, the people of Exaron have long been subjugated and worked to the bone by Imperial authority. Its capital city, Vratokh, is a sprawling metropolis of smog and industry, with a seedy underground that was once only barely tolerated by Imperial forces, and is now in open support of the New Republic. There are industrial cities dotting the landscape of Exaron, including Vratokh the capital, Tikirt, Rywekh, and Linert.


Vratokh is divided into five main districts. The Imperial District is home to the central Imperial barracks and command centers, as well as housing for Imperial bureaucrats and dignitaries. The Naviar District is home to the rich elite, the heads of industry who have Imperial connections. The Killik District is a small residential district which houses the mid-level management and middle class of Exaron. The Tondar District is an enormous slum, home to the working class, as well as containing a separate ghetto where the alien population of the city, shunned because of Imperial rule, are located; this District has become the ad hoc command center of the Rebel forces in Vratokh. Finally, the Industrial District, which comprises the majority of the massive city; the Industrial District itself is divided into ten sub-districts, denoted only by number.

The Imperial presence on the planet is massive, consisting of an above-average number of Stormtroopers and Imperial Army troops to keep the population in line and the machinery churning. They control the city of Rywekh, as well as the majority of Vratokh. There is a new Imperial Governor, as well as a new General and Admiral commanding the surface and naval forces, respectively. They have at their disposal Stormtroopers, walkers, artillery pieces, transport vehicles, speeders, speeder bikes, TIE fighters, Interceptors, and Bombers, five Imperial-class Star Destroyers, five Victory-class Star Destroyer, and ten Carrack frigates, as well as assorted smaller support vessels. Roles in the Imperial faction include the Governor, General, Admiral, captain of a warship, Stormtrooper or Stormtrooper officer, Imperial Army soldier or officer, Imperial Intelligence operative, etc.

The New Republic has moved conventional forces into the Exaron system consisting of fifteen naval warships and several divisions of ground troops. They have secured the city of Linert, their new base of operations, as well as Tikirt, and the Tondar District of Vratokh, where the criminal underworld, allied with the Republic, is based. On the large rocky plains outside of the cities, the Rebels wage a conventional war against the Imperials using armored vehicles, airspeeders, artillery pieces, and infantry, while Special Forces and Special Operations work with the criminal elements within Vratokh and the other cities to wage an insurgent fight there. Roles in the Republic faction include the Allied Commander (overall authority of New Republic forces), Crime Lord, Army and Navy officers including captains of ships, soldiers or officers in the Army, Special Forces, Special Operations, Intelligence agents, criminal underworld members, etc.


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WAR STATUS

Neither side currently holds an advantage.

The New Republic holds 50% of the territory. They hold the cities of Linert and Tikirt. They hold the Tondar District of Vratokh. They have 500,000 troops on the planet, of which 390,000 are combat soldiers.

The Galactic Empire holds 50% of the territory. They hold the city of Rywekh. They hold the Imperial, Naviar, Killik, and Industrial Districts of Vratokh. They have 800,000 troops on the planet, of which 565,000 are combat soldiers.

The orbit above Exaron is controlled by the New Republic. The Empire has 1 Imperial-II class Star Destroyer, 3 Imperial I-class Star Destroyers, 6 Deadnaught-class Cruisers, and 9 Carrack-class Cruisers. The New Republic has 3 MC-80 Liberty-class Star Cruisers, 1 MC80a-class Star Cruiser, 1 Providence-class Carrier/Destroyer, 5 Strike-class Cruisers, 2 Nebulon-B class Frigates, and 4 CR90 Corvettes.

The civilian population of Exaron is currently undecided. They fear the Empire too much to commit to the New Republic, but will not openly support the Empire either.

The ion cannon in the mountains north of Tikirt has been completely destroyed.

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NAVAL BATTLES

All ships have a die which relates their effectiveness and survivability in battle against each other.

Imperial-II class Star Destroyer: D20
Imperial-I/MC-80 Liberty/MC-80a: D16 (the Imperials have the advantage here in firepower, but the Mon Cal ships have much better shields and survivability, thus the equality)
Providence-Class: D12
Strike-class: D10
Dreadnaught-class: D8
Carrack-class: D6
Nebulon B/Corvette: D4

Each fleet commander will give the orders to each ship in the battle, either in-character or out-of-character, what to do (where to go, what ships to target, etc). Starfighter and bomber complements will be given missions as well, but bombing missions attempted without starfighter superiority will most likely fail. Starfighter superiority will be based on a modified D20 roll, with numbers and equipment taken into account as the modifiers. Players will be informed of updates in the battle based on the rolls after each round of posting, which they will then appropriately roleplay. Players can, at any time, retire a ship or even the entire fleet from battle, which will remove them from the equation but also protect them to be repaired. Damage will be worked out based on the number of ships attacking the damaged ship, time in battle, and the type of ship. Ships CAN BE completely destroyed, including your command ship, so be careful and prudent in your choices.

Note: If a tactic is impossible due to an enemy formation, just be realistic about it. For example, if the enemy command ship is in the back middle of a wedge, you would not realistically be able to focus all your firepower on it because the other ships are going to be in the way. You would need to focus on those ships first. Play it all realistically.

Armies can be composed of four different types of divisions, with the following stats:

Infantry division: 20,000 men. These troops are foot soldiers armed with blasters, repeaters, and rocket launchers. Roll 1D6 in open ground, 1D10 in cities, 1D12 in forests or mountains. Up to 75% of force may be Infantry.

Mechanized Division: 20,000 men. These troops are infantrymen mounted in light armored vehicles with mounted support weapons. Roll 1D12 in open ground, 1D10 in cities, 1D8 in forests or mountains. Up to 50% of force can be mechanized.

Armored Division: 20,000 men. These troops are tanks and armored scout units. Roll 1D20 in open ground, 1D8 in cities, 1D6 in forests or mountains. Up to 25% of force can be armored.

Support Division: 20,000 men. These troops are combat support soldiers in either artillery, close air support, engineers, and electronic warfare. Support divisions add +7 to one roll per turn. Up to 10% of forces may be Support.

Elite Unit: you may have up to two Elite Units in your force. An Elite Unit is twice as effective as a normal unit ( ie Armored rolls 2D20 in open rather than 1. Support adds 14 to a roll.).

Defenses: units defending receive +1 to their rolls to represent fortifications, preparations, and obstacles.


For ground battles, there are several significant battlefield modifiers which can alter the course of combat. These include Electronic Warfare, Reconnaissance, and Air Support. For each Modifier that you select, you must select one of the subset missions to perform.

ELECTRONIC WARFARE
-Electronic Attack: jamming of enemy communications in order to disrupt them and prevent freedom of maneuever and coordination of efforts. If this mission is not countered by "Electronic Defense," the enemy receives -10 on their roll.
-Electronic Defense: counter-jamming, as well as disruption, detection, or destruction of enemy jamming attempts in order to preserve friendly freedom of maneuver. If this blocks an enemy "Electronic Attack," you receive +2 on your roll.

RECONNAISSANCE (Starts at 100%)
-Stealthy Reconnaissance: a mission undertaken to obtain, by visual or other means, information about a threat, terrain, perople, or other focus within a specified area without being detected. If this mission is not countered by "Counter-Reconnaissance," you receive +10 on your next roll.
-Counter-Reconnaissance: a mission undertaken by reconnaissance forces to seek out enemy reconnaissance and destroy them in order to prevent the main body's detection. If this blocks an enemy "Stealthy Reconnaissance," their Reconnaisance falls by 10%.
-Reconnaissance in Force: a mission undertaken to obtain information on enemy TTPs and reactions to contact by armored reconnaissance forces. If this mission is not countered by "Counter-Reconnaissance," you receive +5 on your next roll. If this mission is countered by "Counter-Reconnaissance," nothing happens. If both sides select this mission, both sides' Reconnaissance falls by 5%.

AIR SUPPORT (Starts at 100%)
-Bombing: a mission where aircraft use bombs, missiles, and torpedoes to attack enemy hardened targets such as tanks and armored vehicles. If this mission is not countered by "Dogfighting," the enemy takes 2% more casualties.
-Strafing: a mission where aircraft use laser and blaster cannons to attack enemy troop formations. If this mission is not countered by "Dogfighting," the enemy takes 1% more casualties.
-Dogfighting: a mission where aircraft use their laser and blaster cannons to attack enemy aircraft. If this mission counters an enemy "Bombing," the enemy's Air Support falls by 10%. If this counters an enemy "Strafing," the enemy's Air Support Falls by 5%. If both sides select Dogfighting, both sides' Air Support falls by 10%.

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Character application

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Race:
Gender:
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Rank (if applicable) or position/job:
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Plot Chosen: (War or Shipments)
Notes: (anything you think we should know)

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ACCEPTED CHARACTERS

The New Republic

Name: Maxon Tarven
Description:
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 38
Faction: New Republic
Rank (if applicable) or position/job: Colonel, commanding officer of the 15th Repulsorlift Armor Regiment
Weapons: DC-15s heavy blaster pistol
Equipment: S-1 Firehawke Repulsorlift Tank
Brief Bio: Maxon Tarven, like many of the best officers in the Alliance Army, got his start as an Imperial officer. Born on Tanaab and a standout athlete at a younger age, he had initial aspirations to be a hoverball athlete professionally. However, when that career path did not pan out, he turned his attentions to another athletic-style profession: the military. The tough and competitive nature of the military spoke to him, and Maxon earned admission to the Imperial Academy on Raithal, the foremost institution for training Imperial Army officers. There, Maxon excelled as his competitive nature drove him not only to compete in intramural sports and do well at physical training, but also drove him to outperform his peers and put in more effort than them in an attempt to be the best. The result was a graduation near the top of his class, at which point he selected Armor as his branch of service, and was trained on the S-1 Firehawke Repulsorlift Armor.

Like many of the Imperial officers who would later defect, the increasing atrocities committed by the Empire would eventually disillusion Tarven. He had never been a staunch Imperialist, instead serving out of a sense of order and duty to the greater good. Once he began to see that the ruling class of the Empire was more about subjugation of the populace of planets, especially aliens, Tarven eventually decided he could no longer be a part of it. He defected in 2 BBY, in an elaborate operation in which he helped Rebel saboteurs and agents into his unit’s motor pool where they were able, along with a Rebel cruiser which Tarven allowed in through orbital security, was able to steal his regiment’s entire complement of 212 S-1 Firehawke tanks. Switching over to the Alliance, Tarven started up an armor training program, selecting crews from the best applicants the Alliance had and training them up in the operation of the Firehawkes until they could rival the best crews in the Empire. His unit, the 15th Repulsorlift Armor Regiment, proved itself in combat time and time again as an elite unit which could take on superior odds and come out victorious. Due to their renown and skill in battle, Tarven and his Regiment were deployed to Exaron in the vanguard of the Republic Army forces there to wrest control of the planet from the Imperials.

Name:Tirian Nurnas
Description:
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 51
Faction: Republic
Rank (if applicable) or position/job: Admiral and commanding officer of the Republic Navy forces in the Exaron system.
Weapons: Small ceremonial blaster pistol which hasn't seen use in nearly three decades.
Equipment: He doesn't carry much in the way of equipment, as he is usually on the bridge of his flagship but keeps a datapad containing archives of information in his cabin.
Brief Bio: He was born and bred on one of the countless Outer Rim planets, serving in their navy from a young age and by the time of the Clone Wars he was in command of one of their few frigates and saw action when the separatists sought to conquer their planet. Often fighting against overwhelming odds and outmatched with firepower their navy served with distinction as they held off assault after assault by the droid navies. He was left as the only commanding officer after a disastrous battle which saw his frigate the only surviving major ship. He was given control of the planet's navy, which had become little more then his frigate, a few corvettes and some fighter and bomber wings. They lined up to desperately hold off the next Separatist assault but were saved by the arrival of an entire Republic fleet which easily drove off the droid fleet. He next moved on to serve the Republic and rose through the ranks again to command a number of ships, eventually making control of one of their capital ships.

When the Republic fell and the Galactic Empire was born, Tirian resigned his commission and returned to his homeworld, rebuilding the navy and training a new wave of officers to man thier newly ordered ships. He spent years fighting little more then pirates and slavers, policing the skies rather then ruling them. Eventually his planet joined the banner of the Rebellion and Tirian led their offensive fleet in the name of the Rebellion and the longer they fought, the larger their fleet became as numbers swelled, ships were captured or allocated by the Rebellion and they develop a successful reputation. He wasn't present for either of the Death Star battles, having been engaged in another system but when the time of the New Republic came, he retained his role and eventually was given a new fleet with his old one being disbanded and sent home to their various worlds.

Over these wars, his service record indicates him as a methodical, informed commander who is known for his attention to detail and wide use of strategies, both orthodox and unorthodox.
Plot Chosen: War
Notes: Many officer recruits seek to serve under his command as he is well known for holding discussions with many of his staff, often over holograms to propose and share ideas with many of his greatest victories coming from team-devised strategies.

Name: Brakko Roolek
Description:
Race: Rodian
Gender: Male
Age: 45
Faction: Roolek Combine
Rank (if applicable) or position/job: Head of Roolek Combine
Weapons: DL-44 Blaster Pistol (Moddified, scoped), Rodian vibroblade knife.
Equipment: Clothes, blaster, credit chips, commlink, cigarettes, lighter and a Mk 45 Protective Vest worn under his shirt and coat.

Brief Bio: Born in the midst of the great Clans Wars on Rodia, Brakko is one of the few surviving members of the ravaged Roolek Clan. His parents escaped the slaughter of their kin along with a few thousand other members of the clan, fleeing into the Outer Rim from the forces of the Chattza Clan and Navik the Red. His upbringing was poor, hard and an every day struggle. Never the less he kept a moral code (however shakey it may be), and ended up making a living as a hired gun for the Hutt Cartels, using these connections to protect himself and his family, if only for a short time. Sadly, this brief peace was not to last, as an ambitious young Chattza lieutenant led an attack on Brakko's home, killing his parents and all but one of this sisters. Filled with a fresh anger and and a hunger for vengeance, he convinced Jabba the Hutt to allow him to butcher the attackers, and within a week every man and woman involved were killed. This has left him somewhat jaded and gruff, though he still keeps his mind firmly focused on business rather than brooding.

Two years after the Battle of Yavin, he left the cartel to pursue his own goals, taking with him a dozen other former enforcers and started a small smuggling ring on Chazwa. Slowly the organization grew to fifty men and several small smuggling vessels, and Brakko expanded his business to information brokering and fencing. Now his organization, the Roolek Combine (the name being a direct insult to Navik), numbers in the hundreds, taking in those left over from Jabba the Hutt's Cartel that didn't join Talon Karde and snatching up several of the old Hutt's contacts. With another expansion in mind, Brakko has turned his attention to the opportunity on Exaron, and the Republic's business offers...

Plot Chosen: Shipments
Notes:

Name: Cal Omar

Alias: Bryan Dempsey

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 32

Faction: New Republic, Intelligence

Rank: Captain (OF-2)

Weapons: Cal carries two hold-out blasters on his person, as well as 3 pounds of plastic explosive which can quickly be turned into a mine, or a grenade, if need be. Aswell as those, he also carries a knife, that might aswell be called a small sword, and his last item of killing which he doesn't always carry with him, is piano wire, Used for those times when you've got to kill someone, and using a blaster will make to much noise.

Equipment: Cal tries to carry a light load, so as to keep movement easier. He can always be found to have a pack of death-sticks on him, his credit chit and a encrypted data pad.

Brief Bio: Cal was never one to be born into anything other than poverty, he never had much for himself. He grew up to miss the Clone wars, and instead live his life during the reign of the Empire. Even though Cal was human, he never supported their Ideals, always saying that everyone should be equal and never enslaved. So instead of joining the Stormtrooper Corps then defecting to the Rebel Alliance, Cal outright joined the Rebels when they came to his planet.

Over time Cal honed his skills first as a trooper in the field, then as an Agent with Rebel Intelligence, Cal's background meant he could blend in with a crowd, meaning during a certain Imperial's speech Cal easily planted a bomb with in the rally, got out of there, them boom. Killed a prominent General and hundreds of his supporters, Cal then went on to have a large rap sheet of assassinations and such.

Plot Chosen: Shipments

Notes: Cal is known by his colleagues as being sadistic, preferring to leave Imperial's to die on the floor, rather then finish them off. He prefers a stealthy approach to his objective or target, rather than a outright attack.

Name: Jaron Estilohin
Description:
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 31
Faction: New Republic Intelligence
Rank (if applicable) or position/job: Lieutenant
Weapons: SG-4 Blaster carbine, DL-44 blaster pistol, thermal detonators
Equipment: Camouflage uniform, civilian streetclothes disguise
Brief Bio: Jaron Estilohin is the New Republic Intelligence lead agent assigned to investigate the strange shipments arriving on Exaron. There has been intelligence chatter through channels that have suggested the shipments are coming to Exaron, but from where, and what they contain is a mystery, a mystery that the Republic wants and needs answered. Jaron leads a small team of ten agents in this endeavor, all good agents and veterans of years of service to the Republic.

Jaron started his career with the Alliance ten years ago, after working for three years as a smuggler in the outer rim. He was able to outsmart the Imperial authorities who were going after his crime boss, and by extension, him, in full view of an undercover Alliance intelligence agent. After an offer of steady work, and a thorough vetting process, Jaron was admitted to Alliance Intelligence and given the full training that was reuqired of him. He proved to be a natural at Intelligence workand rose swiftly through the ranks. His assignemnt to Exaron came with a promotion to Lieutenant and increased responsibility that the one-time smuggler never thought he would enjoy.
Plot Chosen: Shipments
Notes: none

Name: Xeder Narna
Description:
Spoiler

Race: Zabrak
Gender: Male
Age: 32
Faction: Republic
Rank (if applicable) or position/job: smuggler
Weapons: LD-1 target blaster rifle, SSK-7 heavy blaster pistol
Equipment: Action VI transport
Brief Bio: Xeder has been a smuggler working with the republic since well the days of the Rebellion. Running covert ops to drop supplies to rebel troops and breaking Imperial Block aids in order to transfer VIP personnel out of the harsh war zones. He doesn't often share his history with others, but has proven himself to the Republic as a resourceful and reliable man for the job if the price is right. Although he doesn't prefer to work on the ground Xeder is an excellent marksman and will gladly lend his rifle to the Republic if needed.

Xeder came to Exaron to deliver a simple shipment of supplies to aid the republic forces, But when he overheard rumors of secret Imperial goods he couldn't pass up the opportunity to steal them and possibly make a healthy profit. Since hearing about the shipments Xeder has joinned a special team of Republic agents that have been tasked to find out what there particular shipments are. Its not his normal work with the republic, but its a paying job that could indeed help the republic with the war for the planet.
Plot Chosen: Shipments
Notes: (anything you think we should know)

The Galactic Empire

Name: Talasana Lolks
Race: Twi'lek
Gender: Female
Age: 43

A lethan by birth, Talasana has a rare dark red skin pigmentation and the twi'lek females' almost natural beauty, and adorns her head with a durasteel headband. She keeps her lekku lightly coiled, using an intricately intertwined strap of leather to kept them in their place, and has them both slung over her right shoulder. Light dark circles have formed under her eyes after years of hardship.

Faction: Imperial
Position: Quartermaster/ Requisition officer
Weapons: S-5 heavy blaster pistol; Model Q2 hold out blaster
Equipment: datapad

Talasana was born a bastard in the slums on the planet of Coruscant, to loving mother, who was a dancer for one of the planets seedier clubs. Most of her life, she worked. The jobs she would receive were maintenance in nature, from cleaning to repairs, but the pay was always meager. At the age of sixteen, her mother died from disease, leaving her to fend for her younger sister, Latala, who had only been born a year prior. Realizing that her usual odd jobs could not support her and her infant sister, she turned to petty theft and burglary, unwilling to accept pay for men to ogle her body, like her mother had done before her.

It had taken only three months before she was caught. Not by law enforcement, or any of the common rift-raft, but a human agent of the Senate Bureau of Intelligence, a Mr. David Rol. In his confrontation with the twi'lek, Talasana had made quite the impression on him with her "spunk" as he had called it, and made a deal with her; in exchange for her crime, she would work with him as his protégé to become an agent for the Senate. Talasana couldn't refuse his offer, it offered security and food for both her and her sister.

After two years in serving under Agent Rol, The young twi'lek completed her first mission alone, granting her a celebration from her proud mentor, who had since transferred over to the military as a high ranking officer. It was small a affair, between only her and the rest of the Rol family, where she had been presented with a blaster that David had picked up during his time on Naboo. The wife was a pleasant enough woman, reminding Talasana of her own mother's kindness. Then there was the son, Jonathan, he was a military man before his father had even transferred, and at the age of twenty-three, was incredibly chivalrous. Talasana had taken a shine to him, and he had done the same; they started dating only months after they had met.

Her life continued on like a dream for another two years. Talasana and Latala, who in her own right had been growing up a sweetheart, had practically been adopted in to David's family, her relationship with Jon had become rock solid, and she had gotten good enough at her job to be able to impress her superiors. That was before the Imperial rise though, and to be honest, that did not change much in her life. The entirety of the Rol family had changed their allegiance to the Empire, as to avoid any conflict. Talasana was even able to keep her job as an intelligence agent, despite the dirtier nature of it now, and even after the racial segregation thanks to her connections within the higher echelons.

Eight years after the Rise, Jon had attracted the attention of the Inquisition. According to them, he had been spreading rebel sentiment, as well as using his military position to supply the Rebellion with critical information. He had been tortured to death by the sith apprentice questioning him, refusing to reveal any information besides his family's lack of involvement. This imbued Talasana with an irrational resentment for all of those in touch with the Force, as well as differing political opinions to both the Empire and Rebellion. She dreamed of an Empire free of those so easily swayed by the "light side" and "dark side" and benevolent to it's people.

Talasana had been able to keep her radical ideals to herself for two years. It was after a particularly gruesome mission that had left a trail of bodies in their wake, that she had confided in someone. It was her partner, who she had been working with for the past year and a half. He squealed to Command as soon as they had landed. She was faced with execution for her radical ideals and was only spared by the words of David, who had to personally give up his lofty position as a military commander and it's pension to show the sincerity of his word to the Empire. As proof of her own loyalty to the Empire, she was forced to take on the lowly and boring job of a requisitions officer for the military; a large demotion in her eyes. She was reassigned often, and everywhere she was sent, she was treated with disdain, and given the eye of suspicion. With her new position, she saw little of her sister, now a proper lady, and the rest of the Rol family, but tries to keep in contact as much as possible.

It has been twelve years since her reassignment, and she has recently been reassigned to Exaron, taking inventory and supplying the grunts with their weaponry. She has become somber and almost uncaring to the world unfortunately with her age and pass tragedies.

Notes: Both of her blasters have been heavily modified to match the standards of modern guns, and she herself possesses exceptional skills in hacking and other such matters of stealth due to her years as an Intelligence Agent.

Name: Tern Vasilus
Description:
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Faction: Galactic Empire
Rank (if applicable) or position/job: Major, Imperial Intelligence Adjustments
Weapons: SE-14 blaster pistol
Equipment: Datapad, hacking device
Brief Bio: Tern Vasilus is one of the Imperial Intelligence officers on Exaron,newly arrived, and a member of the fearsome Adjustments Bureau. He was sent with a team to decipher what exactly happened with the failure of the Imperials to stop Lieutenant Colonel Moreau from getting the intelligene about Operation Vibrowire to Major Rudder’s team which led to the failure of the Operation. His brutal investigation led to the incarceration or execution of many of Exaron’s top Imperial leaders including the Governor and the Admiral in command of the task force created to stop Moreau and Rudder. With that mission accomplished Tern expected to leave Exaron and head on to his next assignement but he was ordered to remain on Exaron for reasons unknown simply being told that “something big” was coming.

Tern was born to an Imperialist family on Coruscant, and his family’s prestige led to an easy appointment to the Imperial Academy on Carida where he was an outstanding student in intelligence studies. He graduated a full year early and went out to field assignements immediately, but in a horrific incident he lost his right hand in a battle with Rebel forces on Talan in the Outer Rim when a thermal detonator blew it off. He didn’t miss a beat though, getting fitted with a prosthetic and continuing to serve the Empire. He quickly rose through the ranks as his ruthlessness and cunning impressed his superiors. He is not a man to cross, be you friend or foe. As a member of Adjustments, he carries weight and ability to punish far beyond his rank.
Notes: none

Name: Baron Isaac Thompson.

Race: Human

Gender: Male

Age: 47

Faction: Galactic Empire, Imperial Army.

Rank: Surface Marshal - Commander, Army Group E (EMP 201st Sector Army - Exaron)

Weapons: Isaac carries his standard issue blaster, and some times a vibroblade.

Equipment: As a tactician, Isaac doesn't carry much around with him, he makes sure to carry around a small
handheld tablet computer with himself.

Brief Bio: Isaac was born into Republic Royalty, and soon found himself inside a family of proud war heros. Isaac one to never disappoint, strived to achieve his own fame, not just among his family but for the Republic. He served for some time in the Grand Army of the Republic, during the short Clone Wars, then received a position of power, in the newly former Galactic Empire. With his Royalty, he was able to secure a strong position among his peers as great tactician. Isaac's combat experience consists of mostly putting down Organized revolts, not fighting full-scale wars. Though it should be noted it, this does not make him incompetent, he may not be the best commander of an Sector Army, but he sure knows how to break a rebellion's back, thus making him the perfect man to defend the lands of Exaron.

Plot Chosen: War

Notes: Isaac is someone who plays with his opponent, one of his favoured tactics is: He likes to try and lure his foe into a false sense of victory, either by letting his forces be beaten, or force a retreat while his own forces are winning, then take the opportunity to pounce on his unknowing foe. As a personal joke, the forces he sacrifices tend to be Stormtroopers.

It has been known that Isaac can come into conflict with his own peers, usually those in the Navy, as he Navy usually have their own plan, which can complicate Isaac's own plan. Reasons such as this, have seen many a Admiral discharged from the Navy, due to his family's influence. As a result, most of these Admirals have found a new commission in the Rebel Fleet.

Name: Davian Kreel
Description: Davian is a short, stout man who has gained a few pounds over the years - not that he is that much overweight, he just has obviously been well fed. His thick black hair is allways combed more to the left to hide both the fact that he is slightly going bald and a small scar on the temple. His face is quite rounded and heavily built with a slightly jutting jaw, high cheekbones and a large nose. While on duty - which is to say at the moment all the time - Kreel wears the standard uniform of an Imperial Officer with an added longer coat that has two large pockets on the front and an extra belt to hang his weapons from. The back of the coat has a red coloured emblem of the Galactic Empire embrodiered to it. He walks with a noticeable limp due to his left knee being damaged in a ship crash.
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 46
Faction: Imperial Navy
Rank (if applicable) or position/job: Vice-Admiral, Commander of the Imperial forces in the sector.
Weapons: DT-57 heavy blaster pistol, two 411 hold-out blaster pistols
Equipment: Nothing special from the standard officer equipments, exept a walking stick made of lightweight metal.
Brief Bio: Davian has allways been interested in all things military, be it history, tactics, supplies, armaments and so forth. He was given a good education and joined the Imperial Navy as soon as he could - which was at a relatively young age. He became known as both a skilled pilot by his own right and an inspiring leader. Those around him have often agreed that the Admiral shows great ability to adapt in to situations, though he does lack patience. He is well known in favouring the Imperial Navy's largest ships over their smaller kin and would propably just rather sit back and have his foes bombarded out of existence than send troops to battle.
Plot Chosen: War
Notes: Kreel adamantly refuses to let anyone but himself pilot his personal transport, for if something goes wrong that way it will be his own fault. He simply doesn't trust the ability of other pilots due to a crash landing some years ago.

Name: John Marco
Description: A man that on his 50th birthday was called away from his family to come and take over for a Marshal that disappeared. Average height and average looks, it wouldn't be hard to imagine this General working at one of the big weapon companies. Not particularly tall, he does work out regularly and is in as top a physical condition he can be for a man that is 50 years old.
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 50
Faction: Imperial
Rank: General; Overall commander of ground forces
Weapons:

DH-17 blaster pistol


Equipment:

Imperial Army Trooper Battle Dress
Datapad


Brief Bio: Originally John Marco served in the wet work division of the army, where he lead several operations that were successful do to controversial tactics. Whenever people talk about his tactics they always use the words "Like a rebel", "Rebel like", he was even almost court martialed. He has served the Imperial cause faithfully and never questioned his orders, he has had an impressive track record with in the wet operations community and even now he is a crack-shot with his trusty DH-17 Blaster pistol. What other Generals would bring brute force and the near infinite troops of the Empire to bare, John brings to the table, surgical strikes like a surgeon operating on a patient.
Plot Chosen: War

More information will be added to War Status, as well as other OOC tracking over the coming days as people sign up and I get a better sense of what type of characters we'll be having.

[CommunistZed]

One question:
Do the Imperial Characters have to be Human?

[Hotshot]

Nope, just ensure there's a suitable backstory as to their inclusion and (I assume) success in the ranks despite their race.

[Voltin]

I assume it's fine if I port Talasana over here, right? :P

[Hotshot]

Of course lol.

[Voltin]

Name: Talasana Lolks
Race: Twi'lek
Gender: Female
Age: 43

A lethan by birth, Talasana has a rare dark red skin pigmentation and the twi'lek females' almost natural beauty, and adorns her head with a durasteel headband. She keeps her lekku lightly coiled, using an intricately intertwined strap of leather to kept them in their place, and has them both slung over her right shoulder. Light dark circles have formed under her eyes after years of hardship.

Faction: Imperial
Position: Quartermaster/ Requisition officer
Weapons: S-5 heavy blaster pistol; Model Q2 hold out blaster
Equipment: datapad

Talasana was born a bastard in the slums on the planet of Coruscant, to loving mother, who was a dancer for one of the planets seedier clubs. Most of her life, she worked. The jobs she would receive were maintenance in nature, from cleaning to repairs, but the pay was always meager. At the age of sixteen, her mother died from disease, leaving her to fend for her younger sister, Latala, who had only been born a year prior. Realizing that her usual odd jobs could not support her and her infant sister, she turned to petty theft and burglary, unwilling to accept pay for men to ogle her body, like her mother had done before her.

It had taken only three months before she was caught. Not by law enforcement, or any of the common rift-raft, but a human agent of the Senate Bureau of Intelligence, a Mr. David Rol. In his confrontation with the twi'lek, Talasana had made quite the impression on him with her "spunk" as he had called it, and made a deal with her; in exchange for her crime, she would work with him as his protégé to become an agent for the Senate. Talasana couldn't refuse his offer, it offered security and food for both her and her sister.

After two years in serving under Agent Rol, The young twi'lek completed her first mission alone, granting her a celebration from her proud mentor, who had since transferred over to the military as a high ranking officer. It was small a affair, between only her and the rest of the Rol family, where she had been presented with a blaster that David had picked up during his time on Naboo. The wife was a pleasant enough woman, reminding Talasana of her own mother's kindness. Then there was the son, Jonathan, he was a military man before his father had even transferred, and at the age of twenty-three, was incredibly chivalrous. Talasana had taken a shine to him, and he had done the same; they started dating only months after they had met.

Her life continued on like a dream for another two years. Talasana and Latala, who in her own right had been growing up a sweetheart, had practically been adopted in to David's family, her relationship with Jon had become rock solid, and she had gotten good enough at her job to be able to impress her superiors. That was before the Imperial rise though, and to be honest, that did not change much in her life. The entirety of the Rol family had changed their allegiance to the Empire, as to avoid any conflict. Talasana was even able to keep her job as an intelligence agent, despite the dirtier nature of it now, and even after the racial segregation thanks to her connections within the higher echelons.

Eight years after the Rise, Jon had attracted the attention of the Inquisition. According to them, he had been spreading rebel sentiment, as well as using his military position to supply the Rebellion with critical information. He had been tortured to death by the sith apprentice questioning him, refusing to reveal any information besides his family's lack of involvement. This imbued Talasana with an irrational resentment for all of those in touch with the Force, as well as differing political opinions to both the Empire and Rebellion. She dreamed of an Empire free of those so easily swayed by the "light side" and "dark side" and benevolent to it's people.

Talasana had been able to keep her radical ideals to herself for two years. It was after a particularly gruesome mission that had left a trail of bodies in their wake, that she had confided in someone. It was her partner, who she had been working with for the past year and a half. He squealed to Command as soon as they had landed. She was faced with execution for her radical ideals and was only spared by the words of David, who had to personally give up his lofty position as a military commander and it's pension to show the sincerity of his word to the Empire. As proof of her own loyalty to the Empire, she was forced to take on the lowly and boring job of a requisitions officer for the military; a large demotion in her eyes. She was reassigned often, and everywhere she was sent, she was treated with disdain, and given the eye of suspicion. With her new position, she saw little of her sister, now a proper lady, and the rest of the Rol family, but tries to keep in contact as much as possible.

It has been twelve years since her reassignment, and she has recently been reassigned to Exaron, taking inventory and supplying the grunts with their weaponry. She has become somber and almost uncaring to the world unfortunately with her age and pass tragedies.

Notes: Both of her blasters have been heavily modified to match the standards of modern guns, and she herself possesses exceptional skills in hacking and other such matters of stealth due to her years as an Intelligence Agent.

[Hotshot]

Accepted.

[Voltin]

Of course lol.

Derp, that was difficult.

[Ocarab]

Name: Tern Vasilus
Description:
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Faction: Galactic Empire
Rank (if applicable) or position/job: Major, Imperial Intelligence Adjustments
Weapons: SE-14 blaster pistol
Equipment: Datapad, hacking device
Brief Bio: Tern Vasilus is one of the Imperial Intelligence officers on Exaron,newly arrived, and a member of the fearsome Adjustments Bureau. He was sent with a team to decipher what exactly happened with the failure of the Imperials to stop Lieutenant Colonel Moreau from getting the intelligene about Operation Vibrowire to Major Rudder’s team which led to the failure of the Operation. His brutal investigation led to the incarceration or execution of many of Exaron’s top Imperial leaders including the Governor and the Admiral in command of the task force created to stop Moreau and Rudder. With that mission accomplished Tern expected to leave Exaron and head on to his next assignement but he was ordered to remain on Exaron for reasons unknown simply being told that “something big” was coming.

Tern was born to an Imperialist family on Coruscant, and his family’s prestige led to an easy appointment to the Imperial Academy on Carida where he was an outstanding student in intelligence studies. He graduated a full year early and went out to field assignements immediately, but in a horrific incident he lost his right hand in a battle with Rebel forces on Talan in the Outer Rim when a thermal detonator blew it off. He didn’t miss a beat though, getting fitted with a prosthetic and continuing to serve the Empire. He quickly rose through the ranks as his ruthlessness and cunning impressed his superiors. He is not a man to cross, be you friend or foe. As a member of Adjustments, he carries weight and ability to punish far beyond his rank.
Notes: none

[Hotshot]

Accepted.