Ziost - Crown of the Sith Empire

As Hurn and Hoshi duel, their lightsabers clashing those that succumbed to the Emperor move towards them… it seems a purge is going to begin as the rest of the Dark Council unleashes their sabers and wades into combat unleashing their power to protect their lives.

Darth Arya were curiously missing.

OOC: Up to three can aid the Dark Council, this includes Rumun who is going to aid his Master.

Alister was battered by debris as he tried to dodge out of the way. This place was getting messy and it was certainly time to leave.

Dodging debris, coordinated maybe boost from Hala, if applicable: 2eA+2eD+1eB 0 successes, 3 advantage


5 wounds after soak.
Boost to next roller.

Raela Ausar wrote:The debris battered Raela, unable to move enough of it to keep from getting clocked with a rock. "Ugh... Ilar, we really need to go."

Move vs Debris: 2eF 2 Dark Side


8 wounds

Ilar nodded his agreement, even as the fire burned within him at Jaheem's boldness. The fire was extinguished however by the piece of masonry that came flying into his ribs horizontally as someone across the room deflected it into him.

D8 Court EA. Coordination v Debris: 2eA+2eD 1 failure, 1 advantage

D8 Court EA. Coordination v Debris (Missed boost): 1eB 0 successes, 2 advantage


"Would be a great waste of your new immortality to be squashed by a bit of ceiling," he laughs through the blood around his mouth as the two wounded parties try to help each other to escape.

((5 wounds after soak - Boost to next roller from advantages))

Dapper Dog wrote:As Hurn and Hoshi duel, their lightsabers clashing those that succumbed to the Emperor move towards them… it seems a purge is going to begin as the rest of the Dark Council unleashes their sabers and wades into combat unleashing their power to protect their lives.

Darth Arya were curiously missing.

OOC: Up to three can aid the Dark Council, this includes Rumun who is going to aid his Master.

I hate politics, I hate the Dark Council, I hate this building and I hate this city... But she did like Lord Vowrawn, albeit somewhat against her better judgement. Why did a person who was much too important to be safe to like have to be so delightful? What a waste.

A tiny whimper from inside Shelzais's purse seemed to echo this assessment.


"I'm just... I'm not doing anything stupid. I just want to see if he'll come around. Then we're out of here," Shel promised the terrified animal.

Dayana's concerns were answered soon enough and replaced with so many more. She took a moment to steady herself, taking a few deep breaths, and cursing the fact that she felt like a Jedi at this moment. When her heart rate seemed to lower ever so much, she turned to Darth Vowrawn. "I would rather you not perish. I'll see to Lord Tenebrous, if it's all the same to you."

The masked Sith did not wait for an answer before heading off after Shaisha. The old man was useful, amusing even, but his demise would not perturb her too much.

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D8 EA Discipline for Strain Relief: 2eP+2eA 3 successes, 2 advantage

Recover to full strain for end of scene.

Sylvain watched as his sister and the Miraluka ran off towards the Emperor. There was a moment of hesitation from him... the call of heroism pulled him as did his sister's obvious plight. If anyone were to end her... it should be him... but as he looked around the room and saw the Council fighting for their lives. As his old master contested with opponents... He stopped and focused on the moment.

He turned to Nasari, "There are other battles that require our attention. We must secure the Empire's future... no matter who rules over what remains of it after today."

He and his apprentice then made their way through the chaos out of the court room.

/exit

There wasn't much for Alister to do, but he wasn't leaving quite yet. Taking a Stim out he applied it as his gaze moved over the room. This really wasn't the kind of place he wished to linger at for long. Lightsabers were dangerous business after all.

((stim for 5 wounds)

Shelzais Sek wrote:I hate politics, I hate the Dark Council, I hate this building and I hate this city... But she did like Lord Vowrawn, albeit somewhat against her better judgement. Why did a person who was much too important to be safe to like have to be so delightful? What a waste.

A tiny whimper from inside Shelzais's purse seemed to echo this assessment.


"I'm just... I'm not doing anything stupid. I just want to see if he'll come around. Then we're out of here," Shel promised the terrified animal.

Vowrawn cut some poor courtier in half with a casual swing of his lightsaber and then looked at Shelzais and said, “I don’t know you… not directly. Kneel before your Emperor and you might yet be spared.”

His actions were rigid as if it took great effort to maintain a semblance of control.

Ilar'Shala wrote:Ilar nodded his agreement, even as the fire burned within him at Jaheem's boldness. The fire was extinguished however by the piece of masonry that came flying into his ribs horizontally as someone across the room deflected it into him.

D8 Court EA. Coordination v Debris: 2eA+2eD 1 failure, 1 advantage

D8 Court EA. Coordination v Debris (Missed boost): 1eB 0 successes, 2 advantage


"Would be a great waste of your new immortality to be squashed by a bit of ceiling," he laughs through the blood around his mouth as the two wounded parties try to help each other to escape.

((5 wounds after soak - Boost to next roller from advantages))

"Agreed," she nodded to him and went for the door, escaping the tower as it barely held together.

/exit

Raela Ausar wrote:

Ilar'Shala wrote:"Would be a great waste of your new immortality to be squashed by a bit of ceiling," he laughs through the blood around his mouth as the two wounded parties try to help each other to escape.

"Agreed," she nodded to him and went for the door, escaping the tower as it barely held together.

/exit

As they exited the area, Raela felt a sharp prick in her shoulder as Ilar jabbed her with a couple of stimpacks (restoring 9 wounds)

"Yep, let's get out of here."

/exit

Remmington dodges and cuts apart some of the debris falling around him with no issue. He looks upon the room and sees the Dark Council battling among themselves. This is not his fight so he decides to leave that alone. He hurries to go catch up with the rest of the group that left. He does take a moment to aid anyone who may not be able to fend for themselves easily and escorts them to safety before rushing off.


/ exit

Avoid debris. Resilience/Brawn. 1eP+3eA+2eD = 3 Success, 1 Advantage

Not sure who is left but will use Advantage to aid any PC or NPC that may need saving from falling rocks.

A bright beam of light pulses through the far wall and directly through Vowran's torso before departing out the other side.

(( Day 8 Sniping Vowran, spending destiny. Telescope sight, custom grip, acura strikem, true aim: 1eD+2eC+5eP+1eA+3eB+1eS 4 successes, 3 advantage


(( Day 8 Crit roll with 2 advantage for another +10, Vowran: 1d100+70 142

14 damage in addition to the crit. IF I can I'll flip a destiny to not kill the man, just take him out for Sek to retrieve.))

Jan tugs the bolt on her rifle, rechambering the next gas cannister. His targetting lady Sek was hardly appropriate.....although hopefully he hadn't been anyone too important.

Vowrawn reflected some of the attack but the shot was mortal and he unleashed lightning across the chamber before collapsing to his knees blood flowing from the wound.

The blast strikes Jan with terrifying electrical force.

OOC: Vowrawn was only a so so combatant, but possessed by an immortal Emperor he was quite proficient, reflect the damage down to 7 soaks up 4 and takes 3; since Destiny was used on the attack Vowrawn is now dying.

Jan suffers 15 wounds and 10 strain, but Vowrawn will still die without a Medicine check.

Emperor's Reprisal: 5eP+1eA+3eD+6eF 5 successes, 3 Light Side, 5 Dark Side

Dapper Dog wrote:
Vowrawn cut some poor courtier in half with a casual swing of his lightsaber and then looked at Shelzais and said, “I don’t know you… not directly. Kneel before your Emperor and you might yet be spared.”

His actions were rigid as if it took great effort to maintain a semblance of control.

"My lord, you may not me but I know you... well, I feel as if I know you, and this just isn't your scene. It's... all so... pedestrian." Shel wrinkled her nose, ready to duck out of lightsaber range.

Jan Melmoar wrote:A bright beam of light pulses through the far wall and directly through Vowran's torso before departing out the other side.

Dapper Dog wrote:Vowrawn reflected some of the attack but the shot was mortal and he unleashed lightning across the chamber before collapsing to his knees blood flowing from the wound.

The blast strikes Jan with terrifying electrical force.

OOC: Vowrawn was only a so so combatant, but possessed by an immortal Emperor he was quite proficient, reflect the damage down to 7 soaks up 4 and takes 3; since Destiny was used on the attack Vowrawn is now dying.

Jan suffers 15 wounds and 10 strain, but Vowrawn will still die without a Medicine check.

"Oh... well shit." Shel threw up her arms and ducked behind a chunk of duracrete, peeking out when no second shot followed. "Uhh... hang in there, Lord Vowrawn... Hey!" she raised her voice a little but not too much, afraid of the other Emperor-minions. Though she shouldn't appear to be a threat to them, probably.... "Anyone know how to, err... Medic!"

An unhappy howl from inside her bag echoed Shelzais's call.

Jan's eyes widen at the oncoming electrical storm

"Oh....well then just fu-"
There is an almighty explosion on the top of her tower and the sniper is hurled off, small arcs of electricity streaming from her body as she disappears into the darkness.

((Snipping this since Raela got her roll in first))

Raela sensed a loss in the Fabulous side... and it wasn't in her to just sit by and do absolutely nothing. She stopped in the hall as she sensed it, then turned and ran back into the chamber cursing at herself. "Whyyyyyy do these things?!"

She spotted Vowrawn on the ground and heard the cry for a medic, running over there. "I'm on it!"

She worked rapidly next to what Alister was doing, teeth grit as she patched up the grievous wound through his torso.

Fixing Vowrawn's deathiness (YOLO): 2eP+2eA+4eD 3 successes, 1 advantage, 1 Triumph


Triumph for the shock to break him out of the Emperor's control.

Vowrawn came to his senses and said, “Oh my… I’ve been shot…” He fumbled in his robe and pulled out his communicator and said, “My sweet dark angel do come closer…”

He took a selfie and said, “Wait… you blinked… one more time.”

Another one and he said, “Perfect… hashtag-nearlydied? No… hashtag-deadsexy…. Oh how about both? I have not been shot in years, I really should do this more often… the pain is exhilarating.”

"Shot quite thoroughly, I'd say," she replied, indulging in the selfie. What else were they really going to do under the circumstances while she ensured that he didn't start bleeding out as soon as he moved again. "Near-death experiences are a hell of a drug, I hear."

Wiping her hands with an anti-bacterial cloth, she nodded toward the door. "Maybe take a break before putting on a repeat performance, dramatic though it was."

Jan Melmoar wrote:Jan's eyes widen at the oncoming electrical storm

"Oh....well then just fu-"
There is an almighty explosion on the top of her tower and the sniper is hurled off, small arcs of electricity streaming from her body as she disappears into the darkness.

The shot had been suprising and so was the following explosion of the tower. On his way out of the coming disaster he did manage to spot the familiar white dress of a woman who was overly fond of guns.

He couldn't really hold it against her for shutting the Sith Lord, so making his way towards the destroyed tower he called out cautiously. "Miss Melmoar?"