"Perhaps this is why it is not wise to upset the Noghri..."
Zeta stood up, putting on right then and there, his acting face.
"It has begun.." He said no more, slowly making his way for the exit of the shuttle.
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Darth Zeta
"Welcome indeed..." Zeta said as he quickly looked out his own view port, noticing the thousands of Noghri Commandos and other defenses.
"Perhaps this is why it is not wise to upset the Noghri..."
Zeta stood up, putting on right then and there, his acting face.
"It has begun.." He said no more, slowly making his way for the exit of the shuttle.
"Perhaps this is why it is not wise to upset the Noghri..."
Zeta stood up, putting on right then and there, his acting face.
"It has begun.." He said no more, slowly making his way for the exit of the shuttle.
Malice Draclau
Amazed at how many Noghri there were, he too stood up and put on his game face.
*Well then let's get this over with*
He followed right behind Zeta.
*Well then let's get this over with*
He followed right behind Zeta.
Lurker
Chikami with sarcasm thick in his voice "Nice Welcome..." Looking out the porthole and seeing legions of Noghri he stood up cracked his knuckles and said "Ok lets do this."
Putting on a face of complete blankness Chikami followed Malice out of the shuttle.
Putting on a face of complete blankness Chikami followed Malice out of the shuttle.
Darth Snack
Lurker
Thin electrical lightning bolts shot through all of the computer, mechanical, and electrical wiring in the control systems on the Lambda. A bit startled and shocked, Snack knew that an Ion beam had hit them, but was unsure about the source of the attack. The ship seemed to land with a thud and a clank, still flanked by the escorts. Something seemed amiss to Snack.
Mixed emotions began to fill Snack as the thoughts and feelings of his fellow Sith wavered out through the Force. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> “Naboo Sith Order, welcome to Noghri rule,†<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> a hissing voice rang out.
They had just been had. Snack smiled at the thought. This show of deception by the Noghri, if he was correct about who fired the shot, proved to the Sith that the stories were true, and all the hype and "legends" about these skilled assassins was well deserved. Standing from the pilot's seat, Snack kept the hood of his cloak down around his shoulders. He had nothing to hide. Walking through the main hold he saw the same picture as he saw looking out the front viewport: a sea of Noghri commandos. This would prove interesting.
Snack was the last of the Sith to exit the disabled shuttle, his aura calm and cool as he set foot into Noghri control.
Mixed emotions began to fill Snack as the thoughts and feelings of his fellow Sith wavered out through the Force. <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> “Naboo Sith Order, welcome to Noghri rule,†<!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> a hissing voice rang out.
They had just been had. Snack smiled at the thought. This show of deception by the Noghri, if he was correct about who fired the shot, proved to the Sith that the stories were true, and all the hype and "legends" about these skilled assassins was well deserved. Standing from the pilot's seat, Snack kept the hood of his cloak down around his shoulders. He had nothing to hide. Walking through the main hold he saw the same picture as he saw looking out the front viewport: a sea of Noghri commandos. This would prove interesting.
Snack was the last of the Sith to exit the disabled shuttle, his aura calm and cool as he set foot into Noghri control.
Malice Draclau
Lurker
As the sith exited the huttle, the wave of Noghri made a path for the sith to walk through on there way to meet with Brackilish. Malice was second in line as they continue on there way. Looking side to side as was rather amazed at how many Noghri was here.
*I wonder if there's more of them or if this is the entire population*
*I wonder if there's more of them or if this is the entire population*
DarthPoreon
Lurker
Shouts through the Force redirected Poreon's attention from a routine vector check to Amanda. "Did you feel that Amanda?"
Poreon masked his concern with a blatantly fake smile.
Poreon masked his concern with a blatantly fake smile.
Amanda Young
Lurker
Amanda looked at Master Poreon inquisitively, curious as to just what Master Poreon was feeling. She could not sense anything, perhaps because she was a Disciple and her senses did not stretch as far as Master Poreon's did, but she did not know for sure. She only knew that she could not sense what he could.
"No, Master Poreon, I do not sense anything."
"No, Master Poreon, I do not sense anything."
Darth Zeta
Lurker
Zeta was the first to exit the shuttle. His face showed no emotion as he stepped on Honoghr land. The Noghri Commandos showed no hesitation whatsoever in retrieving Zeta and the rest of his comrades. Each heavly armed and ready to pounce apon the Naboo Sith Order should the need arise. Still Zeta said not a word as they were all escorted toward the entrance of the Noghri Royal House, stopping suddenly as they reached the entrance.
Zeta's mind pondered the thought of their hesitation of being led inside, but he was sure it was for good reason. He soon got his answer as the double doors to the Royal House slowly swung open and out stepped what appeared to be one of the royal members of the house.
The Noghri Commandos remained by the Naboo Sith Order's side as they were slowly led into the royal house.
Zeta's mind pondered the thought of their hesitation of being led inside, but he was sure it was for good reason. He soon got his answer as the double doors to the Royal House slowly swung open and out stepped what appeared to be one of the royal members of the house.
The Noghri Commandos remained by the Naboo Sith Order's side as they were slowly led into the royal house.
Lurker
Upon leaving the shuttle a few guards joined Chikami in his walk up towards the palace. Thinking to himself <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> "Guards huh, Well I guess we aren't the most trusted group around" <!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> Showing only a face that was completely stoic Chikami walked onward.
Looking around it appeared as if the Noghri were preparing for an invasion. Many ranks of soldiers are lined up in the field all armed for war. Thinking again <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> "This is exactly the kind of ally we could use always ready to fight...and die if the need arises." <!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> Stopping with the rest Chikami wonders what is going on now, and realizes as a pair of double door open to reveal what appears to be a Royal Noghri.
Looking around it appeared as if the Noghri were preparing for an invasion. Many ranks of soldiers are lined up in the field all armed for war. Thinking again <!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> "This is exactly the kind of ally we could use always ready to fight...and die if the need arises." <!--EZCODE ITALIC END--> Stopping with the rest Chikami wonders what is going on now, and realizes as a pair of double door open to reveal what appears to be a Royal Noghri.
Darth Snack
Lurker
*The Sith Lord, flanking the group of Sith, caught parts of Chikami's thoughts. He nodded inwardly to himself, agreeing that the Noghri would be very powerful allies. But it seemed that was the least wanted thing from their actions. It seemed that any move they did not like, this group of Sith, all of them, would be dead in a blink of an eye.
Keeping his head up and back straight, the six foot three man followed the party into the royal chambers, housing the Royal Council. He glanced aroudn the circular room, it's high cielings and designed walls, an architect's dream palace. Snack's eyes focused in on the head of the Council, or who he thought was the head, after marvelling at the structure of the building. He said nothing, keeping his eyes glued on the Noghri.*
Keeping his head up and back straight, the six foot three man followed the party into the royal chambers, housing the Royal Council. He glanced aroudn the circular room, it's high cielings and designed walls, an architect's dream palace. Snack's eyes focused in on the head of the Council, or who he thought was the head, after marvelling at the structure of the building. He said nothing, keeping his eyes glued on the Noghri.*