Cutting through hyperspace like a storm of blades of varying size, the combined Jaig Legion and Halcyon fleets bore little resemblance to the typical Union naval disposition; without the additional Lucrehulks, droid fighters, and support craft, a casual observer would likely be unable to guess its loyalties. As the journey was underway, a three way transmission flowed between the three central ships of the force. Darth Reaver transmitted from the Xendor, Darth Kairos from the Conviction, and from Skyfire, the lead Lucrehulk, were TX-904, the tactical droid that had been provided to supply the Warlords with information, and the looming Asssassin called Xyrafus. The purpose of this transmission was to refine an initial plan of attack, because the fighting would begin the second that the fleet arrived.
Post by Darth Xyrafus on Oct 14, 2019 23:50:05 GMT
Rolling his shoulders as he entered the bridge of the Skyfire, Darth Xyrafus shook off the last traces of Hyper-lag he always got when traveling. Already decked out in his armor, he strode towards the holo-projector, the crew giving him a wide berth as he stopped next to TX-904. The tactical droid gave a nod before connecting to the Xendor and the Conviction, the holo-projection shimmering slighty as the tactical readout of the fleet was replaced with the images of both Lord Reaver and Lord Kairos. Reaching out with the Force, he connected his mind to both of the Warlords to facilitate communication.
'Well, if someone could please enlighten me as to where are we headed, and exactly what we are doing, I'd much appreciate it.' he drawled out while lighting a tabac stick and taking a long drag.
In command of the largest and most powerful ship in the galaxy, Kairos felt elated. The Dark Lord had finally deigned to return his own ship to him, and years of preparation and training of his own forces had made crewing and arming the vessel and its copious military capacity a quick and efficient matter. The only major task remaining was locating the various Union and Jaig Legion intelligence moles that had slipped aboard and starting the steady drip feed of false information, but even the slow-going of that mission could not dampen his spirits. Kairos felt invincible, and the sight of the titanic craft stretching out from the bridge windows did nothing to diminish that.
Presently, he smirked. "Fallen asleep in a convenient place again, eh Xyrafus?" he joked, completely unmiffed by the weird man's telepathic communications. "Alright, I'll give you the short version. A couple of weeks ago, the First Order decided they were tired of us existing, so they knocked over the monarchy on Onderon and installed a puppet-king from one of the minor houses, some brat named Vex or Vanitas or Vasic or something. They've been using Onderon as a staging point to attack our nearby territories like Umbara, and now they've sent General Hux to knock down our front door. The Consul is leading the defense against that fleet, and he's sent us to wipe out the First Order staging ground at Onderon while another strike team goes to ruin their day over at Iridonia. Which brings us to the question of plans."
He turned his attention to the tactical droid that was accompanying the droid fleet, concealing his distaste at having to work with an aging bucket of scrap metal and wiring. "Alright 904, what enemy presence can we expect? What's their fleet composition and size, how many forces do they have on the ground, and where? Are they concentrated on occupying Iziz or have they spread out into the jungles? And tell us more about these Wachetroopers, the puppet-King, and the enemy commander, Vidia. Isn't she the one that tried to ambush Xaos at Vjun once and got sent fleeing?"