OOC: For those wondering the title means The Rebellion in Zabrak. This RP Thread is about a war between the zabrak of Iridonia and The Empire. You don't have to be a zabrak to RP in this thread. Have Fun ;)
IC: Clouds gathered overhead, the rains were about to drench the land. Vessen's cloak rustled in breeze, thousands were waiting for his word. Thousands waiting to fight and die for freedom. No more would the zabrak be enslaved by The Empire, it was time to fight back, it was time to win. Vessen unsheathed his beautiful sword. Its blade shimmered in the remaining sunlight, he raised it into the air.
"Attacckkk!"
Thousands of zabrak charged the oncoming stormtroopers, carrying swords, blasters, clubs, and weapons of all sorts. Zabrak from all walks of life charging side by side towards a brutal battle that was waiting for them. Their freedom depened on this battle. This was their last chance to win back their home lands from The Empire.
OOC:In this thread I'm playing as Jatari's Father Kalgin.
IC:The stormtrooper's bursted into a run...
then sent a wave of lasers at the front line.
Kalgin Bazrak was toward the front then ducked for cover as a thermal detonator hit the ground stormtroopers flew through the air. Lasers blasted Kalgin wasn't the bravest of zabrak but he was ready to fight what he belived in.
Kalgin looked over head as zabraks on E-wings as they blasted the AT-ST's one ofthe AT-ST's fell and exploded in front of the stormtroopers they then lay on the ground life-less.
Vessen slashed and hacked at the crowd of troopers. "They just keep coming," Vessen thought to himself as he cut a trooper's arm off. Blood curtling cries could be heard throughout the battle. Many stormtroopers lay slain at Vessen's feet as he whirled his deadly blade around in a dance of death. Then he saw him, in the mist of the battle was another zabrak killing off his own. He had a sword just like his own. Vessen charged through the crowd until he met up with the zabrak.
"Ah, Vessen. So glad you could join us, now you will see your army be destroyed and this silly rebellion will end right here." The zabrak chuckled and raised his blade.
"Humph, you sold out your own clan just for wealth. Your precious Empire won't protect you now, when I defeat you I will personally remove those tatoos from your body. You will no longer discrace the clan when I take your life, now...Prepare Yourself!" Vessen attacked the zabrak. He lashed out at the zabrak with his all of his skill. The swords clashed as he blocked Vessen's attacks.
"Your skill is impressive Vessen, but I am better!" The zabrak swung his sword around at Vessen. Jumping into the air Vessen dodged the attack and swiped him on the shoulder. Smirking at the zabrak Vessen raised his blade towards him. Suddenly a laser shot was heard. A surge of pain went through Vessen, the world around him blackened and he fell to the ground. The last thing that he heard was the laughing of th zabrak as his life faded away.
Kalgin saw the fight going on then he took a blaster rifle from a deaad stormtrooper and started blasting at the Zabrak. The Zabrak became incaptitaed, Kalgin came and broung the Blue skinned Zabrak with intricate sith Tatoo's out of the crossfire then as blast's came from his right he saw a Zabrak fall to the ground after a blaster shot hit him in the chest...but Kalgin just kept running. then blaster shots came from behind him whizzing across his ear, suddenly his left leg gives out; he was shot in the back of the leg. Kalgin went into a limpin run but made it to the last escape ship. All the children and woman had sucsessfully made onto all the ships and fled to a planet called corellia.
Then he put Vessen on the ship and told the pilot hurry he needs medical attention. "Right away sir." said the pilot. Then Kalgin went into the crossfire.
Vessen lay on the bed in the ship, out the window he could see all of his zabrak forces being slaughtered. They needed him out there. He must join the fight again. The zabrak race was depending on him. He jumped out of the bed and discarded his pierced armour, running out of the ship at full speed he went towards the battle. Then jumping into the mist of it all he slashed and swiped at the troopers. Many fell dead but others were not so lucky. They would have a painful death. Fighting his way through the horde of troopers he tryed to make his way to the mounted blasters. They were stripping away his troops one by one. Hacking madly his eyes turned red, the blood wrath went upon him. Ignoring all pain he leaped over the oncoming troopers and cut a mounted weapon in half. Then swinging the blade around he chopped its operator's hand clean off. Howling in pain he fell to the ground only to be stepped on by Vessen. Out of the corner of his eye he could see a group of troopers coming his way, throwing one of Kalgin's Specialty Grenades he watched the explosion wipe out the group in the blink of an eye. Raising his blade he continued to fight off the onslaught. They just kept coming but he knew they could win. The rains started and the blood of the slain was mixed with mud. Suddenly an alarm could be heard. The troopers were retreating.
"Keep on fighting! They are retreating!" Vessen's words sounded over the battle. There was a round of cheering from nearby soldiers as they fought the invaders off. Soon it was over. The once peaceful field torn apart by battle. Soaked in mud and blood Vessen sat down. Looking over the landscape he could not spot his enemy. All he could see were the bodies of troopers who fell slain to his blade. Their were gatherers taking all they could from the dead. Guns, ammo, armour, and whatever else they could find. They had won the battle and yet it felt like they lost. Many of his zabrak lay lifeless in the mud. He stood from his spot and put his blade into its sheath.
"For some reason I do not think this is over..."Vessen thought to himself.
Kalgin looked at all the zabrak on the ground he even say his good friend Zartul, then he limped over at Vessen and Kalgin said to him "They'll be back." All Kalgin could think about was his wife Karyda, and his son Jatari... Hoping he would see them again.
"Yes, there will be even more of them. We will have to go back to the village. There we can regroup and count our losses."
Vessen bent over and wiped his blade off in the damp grass. The rains had stopped for now. Glancing over at the scene of the battle he could guess that maybe a thousand had been lost.
then they gathered the still living to help them with medical attention... and got them to the village they counted there numbers and they only lost about 956 Zabrak...956 brave Zabrak.
and then over the hill you could see a thick black line appearing over the horizion. "There Back! Get into position!" Ordered Vessen as he watched "Our children and wives are on Corellia but we shall see to it that they can come safely home back to Iridonia."