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Good Morning Fort Ootinni,
This is Eoro Fesh with the news.
Before i give the local reports, this reporter must get something off his chest, so please allow me this then we'll move on to sports.
Last night i was invited along on a mission by the "Supposidly" secret organization of the RSF. There mission: Take down an evil Sith Lord, Mallichae.
Now i was under the assumption this would be a simple raid of maybe 5-6 members, but to my surprise the task force consisted of 16 1/2 members, minus myself.
I must say this is a tight knit community of guys and gals, they all came to the aid of 1 member on this duty.
As soon as we shuttled in the fighting commenced. I've never seen all the brilliant flashes, slashes, and bashes that insumed after that landing.
The first few sith henchmen that charged this brave lot fell quickly to multiple hits, cuts, and shots. The last 2 adversaries were a different story.
Mallichae's personal body guard proved difficult for the RSF members but not impassible. He fell shortly, then his master was in the sights of the RSF elite.
Mallichae held his ground as the RSF surrounded him and moved closer and closer ready to strike. Now Mallichae as being a dark lord, preyed on fear, anger, and dispair, BUT our own Jedi Kendall could feel fear in him as well.....He was scared.
Next was just a melee of blaster fire, and every melee weapon known to man. It was a heated battle, and LONG ONE
Baile, Kowpla, Ikro, Mobus, and Bruno were keeping him on his heels with well placed blaster fire. His lightsaber seemed to be a continuous blurr dodging and blocking blaster fire.
Neek, Vikrant and Wooch were laying down a different type of punishment; up close and personal. Their combined efforts of swords, pikes and gaffis were tearing down Mallichae's defenses at an up close encounter.
Right on the coat tails of the dark lord, were the spinning furries of Ethoh, Marrek, Faude, E'lektra, and myself. We were doing our best to keep him on the ground, sniffing dirt.
On a side note, he did land in an ant pile 1 time.
Our very own Jedi, Kendall was matching saber shots blow for blow with the dark lord, fighting for the side of light, knowing it would not be extinguished by the dark side.
Finally the one that held us all together "litarally" was Wisdom. Now folks i've seen my share of doctors in battle, but this Wisdom knew no fear. He would charge into the heat of battle to either heal, save, or bring back one of the fallen.
But alas i can not forget the lovely ladies that saw us off and waited for our return from this battle, this WAR. Their names were Tess and Kowplu. They were our encouragment, our cheerleaders, our pep rally.
When the dust had settled, and the smoke cleared. "And the Crystal Moved" /thank CSR-Nicholas
Mallichae was dead, and another jedi born into this caotic world.
This reporter is just moved by the ties that bind this community of brave warriors. Now I give you the local reports.
This is Eoro Fesh signing off. And remember Life is a Garden, Dig It.
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