Military Matters

[Kell Sangros]

Warvanus’ Castle
Karza

Warvanus had been increasing the training regiments of the men under him. Especially his Dawn Patrol in whom they had doubly intensive training sessions. Lord Khairo had decreed to prevent stagnation and the soldiers from going soft or rusty to run intensive training drills. It was a good plan. It would keep the military at top training. It coincided with the decree of the Dark Lord himself. He had decreed that the Lords of the Sith continue their own training and so Warvanus lead by example, by training, wrestling secrets from the Force. Anything to further increase his knowledge and power.

He stood atop of the balcony watching as his men went through their drills. He had met with no resistance, for they knew to do that would mean death. He aspired that his men his soldiers be the best of the best in the Empire. It was fitting that the men who served under the War-Bringer were of such quality.

His thoughts were interrupted when an Acolyte came up to Warvanus, he bowed and when Warvanus acknowledged him he spoke.

“My Lord, Word from the Magnetar, Lord Khairo is on board and requests your presence” Warvanus stared at him as he spoke. How did Lord Khairo get to board his flagship without his sensing him, or without being alerted to such until now. This did not boat well with the War-Bringer. After what passed for long moments Warvanus finally replied to the lowly Acolyte.

“Inform Lord Khairo that I will be there momentarily” he paused “And inform my flagship to prepare for my arrival, and ready my shuttle” The Acolyte bowed his head and set out to carry out Warvanus’ commands.

He turned on his heel, he would have left Kinta Vetasa in command but she had been running a special mission for the War-Bringer. His footsteps echoed the halls as he made his way to the shuttle.

Short time Later…

The shuttle boarded the Magnetar, and as he disembarked he went to his personal office, which was where he was informed Lord Khairo was waiting for him. When he approached the door, he did not knock, this was his office, he stepped inside the door slid shut behind him. He took a couple steps approaching the Dark Council member, and then bowed his head. He would not kneel that was reserved for the Dark Lord.

“M’lord” he said in greeting “What do I owe this honor? How may I serve?” he knew that if he was here it was because of the Dark Lord.

[Jacobi Wylcott]

The wulfen formed Shistavenen snarled, “Lord Warvanus,” his tongue slid over his teeth as he practically tasted the name. “Your efforts to serve Darth Blood have not gone without notice.” Another snarl punctuated the words, “War-Bringer - the forces under your banners are as sharp as any that march at the command of the Dark Council. You are an example we should all aspire to reflect and follow.” Another snarl and the wolf-man began to stalk in a pace back and forth. “I am also no fool - those that march for the War-Bringer are not enough in number to hold this Empire up alone. There must be more.”

Coming finally to a stop in front of Warvanus the snarling wolf leered at his servant and relished that such a powerful being show him deference. Enjoying the moment he took too long but finally continued his pitch. “My command is that you take up the Division of your men at arms and go to Ziost - our newly reconstructed Military Center. Once there you will disperse your men save for those you handpick to be your own. The dispersed men shall not integrate into the Army but shall become instructors to train the new generations and to recondition the slop we currently have into a proper fighting force.” He almost smiled at the statement, it was delicious a thing to take the War-Bringer’s own forces away from him but he would not do so without also filling that void.

“In return for your endless efforts the Dark Council will grant you permission to rebuild your forces and to field an entire Army Corps under your prevue. As well - the Magnetar alone is a magnificent vessel. It shouldn’t be so lonesome in its service.” He motioned for Warvanus to follow him and so his claws scraped along the floor to the viewport where he pointed in the near distance where a trio of ships sat. Their type and weight class was easily identified by one such as Warvanus as two Corellian Gunships - the Ruination and the Varekai and in between the two small corvette sized ships was a ship of dreadful purpose. The CC-7700 Interdictor Frigate Obsidian. It was well known that interdictors could deny entry of or even pull another vessel out of hyperspace. The raw value of one of the Sith Armada’s precious interdictors would not be lost to the War-Bringer. “I give you these vessels to increase your own power and authority with my blessing.”

Stepping back he looked to Warvanus and beamed, expecting the Lord to be pleased with the newest additions. While Warvanus held a Division of men - he would also recognize that he’d just been given funding and support by the Dark Council to organize and build an Army Corps which was essentially the bulk of four Divisions of manpower. Fully manned, the forces of Warvanus had just increased in potential from a rough count of fifteen hundred to six thousand not including supporting forces.

[Kell Sangros]

Warvanus listened to the Shistavenen, they both were of the same mindset when it came to battle, but he also knew the Dark Council member was more experienced in the matters of War than the War-Bringer. He listened to his praises about the quality of men under his command. His expression also did not change when he was told that he needed to re-distribute his men to act as trainers and instructors. Though he picked up on the senior Sith Lord’s delight at such a command, Warvanus did not see it as losing men, he saw it as that his men were what the Council wanted and that by doing this would better their military might and Warvanus had no problem with it.

“It will be as you command My Lord for the glory of the Sith” he bowed his head in acknowledgement if anything pride swelled in the War Bringer.

He followed him and listened as they walked and as he beheld the two gunships and the interdictor, inwardly he whistled to himself. The Interdictor were so few in their Armadas and he was being gifted one. The Significance and value was not lost on the War-Bringer indeed. “Thank you M’lord” was all he could say, one thing about Warvanus was he appreciated good hardware whether it was vessels or weapons or equipment.

After a long moment he looked at the Dark Council member “ I will get right to work and know that the wishes of our Glorious Dark Council will be carried out in full” He gazed back out of to the newest additions to his fleet. His mind began turning , the infantry would be trained by his men. Once he got that integrated, he would turn his attention to the Starfighter Corps. He did not turn to look at Khairo.
“Once the new trainers are in place, I will turn my focus to the Starfighter Corps if it pleases you M’lord, I have heard about the famous Jedi squadron and It is my belief that we too need a squadron to counteract theirs” He was pensive, thoughtful in these words. He had much work ahead of him.

[Jacobi Wylcott]

“Yes.” Khairo intoned, “The White Knights.” His vehemence for that named unit of Jedi pilots was easily heard. “Long have the Jedi gone without a proper response. Utilize whatever resources you must to secure us this unit of starfighters.”

The Shistavenen made to depart, “If there is nothing more, Lord Warvanus, I will return to my sanctuary. Know this - your efforts towards the Sith Armada and the Army are not without notice.” With that the wolf of the Sith turned and thundered his way out of the chambers heading back to his shuttle and to leave Warvanus’ domain.

Logistics would now chain Warvanus to his desk. For a warrior of his rapport he would be as if under torture but this was to be his fate for the next weeks if not months as he sorts out the training cadre for the Ziost training grounds and then the long process of selecting candidates for an elite starfighter squadron of Sith Warriors and Lords that were not only natural pilots but also capable of getting along with one another without turning on themselves. It wouldn’t be an easy process and even then the pilots would need to be trained like never before - not so much to hone their skills as exceptional pilots as much as they needed to learn to work as a well oiled team.

[Kell Sangros]

One thing was for certain, Warvanus had a lot of work ahead of him, Logistical work was always the worse as he was not out in the field, but he was too a scholar and it would be that mental gear that would see him through the tedious amount of paperwork that would lay ahead of him.

He bowed his head to Lord Khairo “and I have important work ahead of me , May the Darkside serve you well M'lord” he said he said it not with dread or with any kind of negative intonation. He looked forward to the task ahead of him, it was another opportunity to show the Sith as a whole his worth, and show it he would.

When Lord Khairo was gone, he turned to one of his higher ranked officers “Assemble the Dawn Patrol, and all of my ground forces they are to assemble in the main hanger within the hour and after that, I will need all the service records of our pilots and I will need that ASAP Captain” the officer bowed his head “Yes My Lord” he bowed again and went off to carry his orders.

A short time later..

Warvanus stood on the balcony and below in the main hanger were his top troops, his Dawn Patrol unit, and other top operatives under his direct command. He addressed them all

“Effective Immediately by the order of the Dark Council, the Dawn Patrol is decommissioned” he began “All Ground unit and Special Forces COs are to report to Ziost, where you will become combat instructors, you all are a cut above in quality from the rest of the military and as such, you will be shaping the ground forces , shape them into something that I can be proud of, something that will make the enemies fear the name Sith” he could hear at first the murmurs, then the cheers. Then he addressed the surviving members of the Dawn Patrol. “You also will report to Ziost, but you will be filtering and training those worthy to be considered Special Forces, in short you are the new cornerstone of the elite” he paused “That is all, dismissed”

He watched as those who served under him went about their business, as some left getting ready to pack up so they can go to Ziost. Warvanus would reconstitute the Dawn Patrol in the future, while all those loyal to him were now training the Sith military, they were still loyal to him. He took satisfaction in that. Next would be to get the Starfighter Corp oiled and then the new elite squadron. He stared on for a couple more minutes before he took his leave to go to his private office he kept on board the Magnetar.

[Kell Sangros]

Location: The Citadel, The office of the leadership of the Starfighter corps

Warvanus had spent hours upon hours going over service records of pilots from within the Order. The mandate of establishing an elite fighter squadron did not fall on deaf ears. His work was not in vain, the hours not wasted. His task was more than simply finding pilots who were Sith Lords that were qualified, but they had to work together as one unit. It was against their nature, as a Sith Lord you were ambitious, making yourself look good not just for themselves but the Dark Lord, in hopes of gaining favor and prestige with the Alpha and ultimately with the Dark Side itself.

In the end he had 40 hopefuls, this would be enough for about 3 elite squadrons, this would not be all, this was just the start. Far too long have the Sith gone without an answer to the Jedi elite squadrons of the Alliance. This was the last day the Jedi elite would go unchecked. Today was the birth of the Sith Elite squadron. This was the birth of something new, something terrible and deadly. Warvanus stood on a walking platform overlooking the hanger, below stood the hopefuls all in their pilot suits, he had some training exercises planned. This was to be the first of many evaluations. He said nothing, the trainers were handling everything, the Dark Side was collectively strong here with so many Dark Side Adepts in one space. Though none matched the prowess and skill and power of Warvanus. He watched as the razorfighters took off, one by one. When the last had taken to the stars, Warvanus turned and walked to the control center where the trainers were gathering the data. He still said nothing he let those under him do their work. He would be required to report to Lord Khairo soon , he expected the Sith Lord would be pleased with his efforts.

It was several hours before the training excercises were done, during which three pilots met their end. One due to a pilot error, and two from combat, when the lone victor had touched down, he was brought before Warvanus who ended his life, the War-Bringer was now in the office that was designated for the Minister of the Starfighter Corp. For now it was him, he had a spacious office in the citadel’s military wing. In his office he went over the data on the hopefuls. He had found it useful as he started to assemble four squadrons based on the data would work best together. This had been a different animal than his Special Forces unit code named the Dawn Patrol. This was now essentially defunct. It had served its purpose it had brought him his apprentice afterall. He had assigned them to squadrons that he codenamed Saber, He sorted them right down to which wing they would be a part of, it was not going to be the name of the elite squadrons but this would be a training squadron. All elite hopefuls would for a period of time be a member. He then assigned each squadron another round of simulated missions, he poured over the virtual objectives and things to test them on before he was satisified with his work and passed it to the trainers. Saber squadron had been born. Other training squadrons he had designated as Rancor and Krayt.

Before retiring , he had met with the trainers, all of them men and women who served under him. He charged them with putting together training curriculum. They were basicly starting from scratch. But when they were done, the Sith would have three elite squadrons, and those fighter pilots would be the best the Empire had to offer, and would answer the Jedi squadrons. This would be a good place for now but he would need to relocate the training facility to a world, not just for the elite fighter pilots but maybe somewhere for elite soldiers to train as well. He would bring this up to Lord Khairo.

[Kell Sangros]

Warvanus had spent hours preparing his report to Lord Khairo he had in a short period of time taken their Starfighter corp and turned it around, even had the beginnings of a yet unnamed elite squadron of Sith Pilots. He had also done more, he had been scoping out a location for a new training center for where pilots could perform training excercises and run mock missions, but also for the ground troops as well and a place to train their special forces operatives, where they too could run training missions. He had narrowed it down to two possible locations. Krylon, which was a obscure world in the Gordian Reach, and One of the Moons of Vjun,both would make good training sites. Now if he could get through the report he could move on to other matters.

From: Lord Warvanus
To: Lord Khairo
Subject: Sith Military Matters

Military Status: New trainers are in place, and have attacked their new job with a fierce enthusiasm. However military training is limited to lack of space and resources.

Starfighter Corps: Have been stabilizing the infrastructure, but focusing on establishing elite squadron to counter against the Jedi squadrons. Pleased to report that we have three elite squadrons at our command, further training and instruction is required but they are our best and thru me they will be made even better. As will our standard pilots, It is my hope that each Sith pilot that flies for our Emperor and his glorious Dark Council will be the equivilant of two elite pilots.

Conclusion: We are heading in the right direction with training and structure to our starfighter corps. We are moving forward with full steam ahead, focusing on training and tactics. Instructors are wasting no time in their new job training and strengthening our troops.

Recommendation: To further flourish the Military will need a world whose sole purpose is for training our soldiers, officers, pilots, and our Spec Force community. I have taken the liberty to scope out two possible sights, if approved would request funding to begin building a training facility that would be worthy of our cause.

Site # 1 - Krylon, located within the Gordian Reach, obscure world with no strategic value, its obscurity would help mask our training academies.
Site # 2- The Second Moon of Vjun, multiple climates would be ideal for training plus it would be close to one of our capital worlds.
Either case I have architechs coming up with designs for both locations and hope to have those plans finalized within a matter of days.

End Report

Lord Warvanus

He looked at the report and then encrypted it and sent the transmission to Lord Khairo. It was done. He let out the breath he did not realize he was holding in. Now he would wait for Lord Khairo to make contact and hope he had not overstepped his bounds. If it came to that maybe a challenge would be issued , one that he knew was coming but not quite the right time yet for that. For now he would work within the system.