18+ What is Below

[Drahkma]

After the debacle aboard the star destroyer Glory of the Altmer, both the Empire and the Aldmeri Dominion have launched additional expeditions into deep space, searching the unknown reaches of of the galaxy. Both sides profess peaceful intentions, but already tensions have been stretched to the breaking point. On the recently discovered planet of Lithian, Imperial and Dominion forces have landed and are searching for...something. Neither side is quite sure what they are looking for exactly. All they know is that something is buried deep beneath the sands of the desert planet. Both sides are engaged in a conflict, which might make finding what they were sent to retrieve rather...difficult. Plus, unknown to all involved in the conflict, something is stirring beneath the sand of the planet.
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Blaster- http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Blaster Powered by soul crystals, instead of power-packs.

Energy weapons- Much like the weapons in skyrim, but surrounded by an energy field, allowing it to carve through armour and flesh with ease.

Soul gems- Used to power weapons both melee and ranged. Grand soul gems power larger weapons (grenade launchers, rocket launchers, concussion rifles, all two handed weapons) Medium soul gems (blaster rifles, sniper rifles, shotguns swords/axes/maces) Petty/small soul gems (blaster pistols, daggers)

Imperial Star Destroyer- http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Nebula-class_Star_Destroyer

Aldmeri Star Destroyer- http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Gladiator-class_Star_Destroyer

Imperial Soldiers: Have the heavy armour used by legionnaires in Skyrim. The close, Greek-like helm. Dark red bodysuit under armour.

Aldmeri Soldiers: Typical gold armour, and helmet, with closed helmets, black face plates. Thalmor have black armour, and possibly robes.

Lithian: A hot, miserable sand planet, pretty scarcely populated, but has mysterious pyramids erected almost all over the planet. It is unknown what civilization created the pyramids, but whatever it is both factions are here for is buried beneath one of them.
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Rules
1: No Godmodding, as in super weapons, super ships, tanks, characters. EX: "Jim cannonball shoots every Aldmeri soldier on the planet with his blaster rifle of unlimited ammunition, before getting the artifact and becoming the tenth divine." Any of that pl***, and you can consider yourself out.
2: Grammar and spelling is a must. If you're new to role playing, this is not a roleplay for you. There are plenty of people that can help you out in that area.
3: Creativity is fairly important. Nobody wants to play with a dull character. It's also easier to imagine a character, if you describe him with plenty of creativity and detail.
4: This is 18+. You don't necessarily need to be eighteen to play, but it is required that you are mature enough to handle this type of role play.
5: You are allowed up to two (2) characters.
6: Respect your other rp'ers. If you don't like them, or their character(s), feel free to be a scumbag with your own character, but in the OOC, keep it to yourself.
7: Constantly placing your character in situations that require him/her to be rescued is not encouraged. Once or twice is alright, but he/she is always in constant need, I'd recommend you don't join.


Factions
I will be taking about four people for each faction.

Empire​

Drahkma- Riven Arctorus, Jason 'Ice' Drevek​

BlackWhite1223-Nate Javikson​

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Aldmeri Dominion​

Madrar-Avarin Blackthorne​

Valin Oakthorn- Xzavier Star-burn​

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Mercenaries/Pirates/Bounty Hunters​

TheShadedOne-Dah'Sharra​

Baneloth- Derek Varastian​

The Operator- Alain the Fire-Hearted, Seanwen Adaire​

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The Empire will start on the Imperial Star Destroyer, Just Cause.

 

[Drahkma]

The Imperial dropships roared into the atmosphere of the desert planet that Riven had seen from the bridge. Lithian, he believed it was called, and it wasn't exactly a paradise. Original probe reports said that there was only about eight percent surface water on the entire world. The rest was buried deep down. He'd requisitioned moisture evaporators, knowing that his army would be dead in days, if they didn't have a good source of water. Dehydration would be a more dangerous than the elves. Speaking of elves, Riven had no idea where they'd come from. As far as he knew, only the Empire had heard of the powerful artifact buried on the planet.

Apparently, Dominion Intelligence was really on the ball. 'Or there is a traitor in our midst' the thought didn't do much to comfort the commandant. Only a few of his captains and sergeants knew the real reason the Imperials were landing on the planet. As far as the public was concerned, they were attempting to colonize the planet for Imperial citizens. "Sir, we're approaching the landing zone" captain Marcus, Rivens' young second in command reported. "Very good captain, prepare your men" the captain nodded, and disappeared into the mass of soldiers giving instructions, telling jokes, and offering advice. Riven was rather fond of the young man, and half suspected that he might be Rivens' son. He made a mental note to do some tests, later.

His dropship touched down, the ramp lowered, and elite Imperial shock troopers stormed down the ramp, in double file. Putting a communicator to his mouth, he ordered "Alright, people, secure the landing zone and set up a perimeter, I don't want anyone sneaking up on us" acknowledgements streamed in as the troops began setting up the base, using portable tents, and repeating anti-infantry turrets, along with their anti-air equivalents. "I don't' suppose sergeant Dreveks' ship had a high speed collision?" He inquired, only half joking. Marcus shrugged helplessly at him. "No such luck, sir" Riven sighed, shaking his head. Drevek and his men were good soldiers, but they didn't really obey orders, unless they felt like it.

 

[TheShadedOne]

Dah'Sharra stepped off the ramp of her ship, the Red Panther, and took in the scent of the dry desert planet. It wasn't particularly exciting. Sand, dry shrubbery, and the scent of men preparing to die. Only the last piqued her interest, especially since she was running rather low on cash. She knew that both the Empire and the Dominion were setting up camp on the planet. When the two factions were anywhere in the same system, a war was never very far away.

Not that it mattered to her. War meant money, and for her, money meant life. For a few more years, at least. The elves generally paid better, but the Empire was more long term. They needed to be long term. With their experiments now come to light after a group of mercenaries had engaged Imperials in a firefight on Theren, recruiting had become much harder. "Empire or Dominion..." she wondered, adjusting the strap of her high powered sniper rifle. Finally, she decided on Dominion, simply for the fact that she liked elves better than humans. Imperials in particular irritated the assassin, with their rules and regulations. She strode across the desert sands, a stiff, dry wind causing the thin fabric covering her legs and intimate areas to move ever so slightly. She made no attempt to cover her upper thighs, knowing that it would distract any sentries, and focus them on her, rather than her weaponry.

 

[The OP3RaT0R]

"So Sean, shall we uncloak, let these Imperials know we're here for the free food?" The Imperial at the controls of the interceptor ship that was hovering over the arid ground not far from a huge Imperial camp in progress joked, glancing at the Altmer who lounged in a seat next to him. "Yes, I'll hail them on the comms." The Altmer tapped a few ethereal buttons on the holo-dash, saw confirmation of a connection, and called. "Oh, hello there boys and girls, we seem to have stumbled onto your camp. Mind if we land?"

The men heard an Imperial comm technician fumbling to open the line to the unknown ship. "pl***..." The soldier collected himself and started in a commanding tone, "Ahem, unidentified craft, state your ship's ownership, designation, and your intentions."

"Alain at the controls, IS-11063, The Cosmos Storm, and we're here for this little shindig the Empire and Dominion are throwing here on Lithian."

"Excuse me?"

"He means to say we're here to help. For a price, of course."

A pause. Then the voice returned, "Put your vessel down two hundred meters outside of the perimeter of this outpost and exit. You'll be met by troops who will search your vessel and deal with your employment details."

"Will do." Seanwen turned to Alain. "Better get to stashing your things then, mate."