the one with the flaming staff looked at each member of the squad, no matter how hard they were hidden in cover, he knew they were there, and when he looked at Dax, an involuntary chill ran down Dax's spine, it was the mind he saw in the wilderness the leader took a step forward "I am lord Forrax, and you are in the Korbalon sector, which is for now property of the Imperium of Man, and their false god, but you do not care about the corpse worshipers do you? you wish to know why you are here and not in your own galaxy, dont you? the gods have chosen you, how else would you explain the warp rift that brought you? the gods have eyes in many places Jedi. but before we discuss finding out what the gods want of you, you must survive, yes? you have seen how little the Imperials care for your lives, they would see you discarded for entering the space they falsely claim as their own, we must get you all out of here, the Imperials are surely on their way to this landing site" and almost as if to accent the lord's words, the one with the staff raised the staff in the air to his right, and the trees and brush to his right ignited with unnaturally-colored flames, what looked like humans in uniforms and helmets ran out screaming, as the flames ate through their skin in a matter of seconds, reducing them to skeletons which somehow continued screaming until the robed one slammed his staff back down, and the flames died immediately, along with the screams
Vector heard an accented voice shout "GET DOWN!" he turned to see around 12 men in plain green uniforms, with what looked like thin armor plates over the chest and the occasional pad on the shoulders or legs, a double headed eagle on the helmets, they had what looked like a plastic gun with a bayonet on it, the one in front had what looked like a mixture between a sword and a chainsaw on his waist they were all aiming at Vector "I SAID GET DOWN!"
-Vulpas Vulpas could feel under his skin crawl as he saw the men Die Was that the force he heard so much about the power to do that? could even a jedi do that He thought to himself. he could see the unearthly fires it wasn't plasma and the screams they were something else. He could feel his spine shiver and his skin grow cold.
Vector held up his hands and desperately fought back a wave of sarcasm as he greeted the men in front of him "I am RP 1142 Vector, I'm a clone commando of the Republic army under the service of master Jedi William, I mean no harm" Vector knew he was out numbered but he didn't think much of their weapons other than the chainsaw that the man, who was clearly an officer of some sort, wielded.
Dax was afraid, these giants seemed so comically evil that they should be villains in a holo-cartoon, yet here they were covered in the real blood of innocents. Dax stepped back on to the transport as the one with the staff looked at him, something was simply not right with that one. The padawan quietly turned on his communicator and whispered: "The clones are already on their transports, say the word and we'll leave."
-landing site- the lord's head cocked to the side when Dax activated his communicator "leaving so soon? where have you to go? no allies, no ships that can translate the warp, let alone any functioning ships, the Imperial ships will gun you down if you attempt to breach orbit in that transport, and if you try to make it alone on foot... well, it would be a shame for you to die before you fulfilled your purpose" as he said the last sentence, more of the metal-clad giants stepped out from the woodwork, revealing that the group from the transport was surrounded "you have your choices Jedi, make them quickly, for more of those men are on their way" he said pointing at the pile of ash a few feet away that was once the men with the uniforms and helmets -Vector- "ive never heard of no Republic! or a 'Jedi'!" one of the men shouted "i think he is tainted by chaos sir, he's trying to make up some crazy story about a 'republic' to throw us off! i say we shoot him!" said another "calm down, ill handle this, he looks more like a xenos than anything.... TAKE YOUR HELMET OFF!" the man in front shouted at Vector
Dax cursed at his stupidity, if they had read his mind, of course they would know what frequency their coms were on. At this point he could only wait for his master to try and reason with these brutes.
OOC: Some questions to clarify the situation: How many transports with how many occupants are there? (I am thinking just one transport, but who knows) How many of the Space Marines are there (approximately, we don´t have the time to count)? The men with uniforms or helmets are none of us, right? Do we see any of the Space Marines carry heavy weapons? (not that important, since I realised LAATs do not have shields) And most important: What exactly does the armoured guy wants from me? I do not get the choices thing.
