LegionDude
Mission 18.3: Crisis on Kashyyyk
Number: CT-1508/97
Rank: ARC Major
Nickname: Higgs
2nd Regiment of the 253rd Legion
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[Personal Log Entry 405]
When our latty touched down on the deck of the floating behemoth of a ship, our first wave had already cleared a landing zone. Brothers and Trandoshans lay sprawled across the deck. In the distance we could hear the Trando reinforcements snarling. The walking carpets we were escorting answered in turn with bellowing war cries. We quickly made for the bowels of the ship. Hundreds of Wookiees were held prisoner down below, no doubt they knew we were coming from all the commotion. I just hoped we could deliver on that promise.
My company had the pleasure of fighting alongside three Wookiee warriors. As we entered the ship, they became our vanguard, and we barreled through clearing corridor after corridor. Every inch of this place was a shrine to Trando culture. Trophies adorned every room, banners every wall. My men and I struggled to keep up with our companions. Maybe if we'd been able to keep up, we'd have spotted the trap we were walking into before the Wooks were in it already. Or maybe we'd have suffered the same fate. Shrapnel mines. Trandoshans always fight dirty.
One moment the warriors were running 10 meters ahead of me. The next moment, they were gone. Their haste to save their families proved too great.
I stood at the threshold of the Trandoshan killbox. At my feet lay one of the Wookiees' weapons, a massive boltcaster. I holstered my pistols and picked it up.
[Action Report KB-043-10]
After the expiration of their native escort, the clones of Hawkbat Company made their way to their destination, Detention Block C-5, where several dozen Wookiees were being held. Counter to previous intelligence briefings, this room was not booby trapped. Instead, Hawkbat Company encountered a handful of Trandoshans and mercenaries commanding a platoon of B1 series battle droids. These were quickly dispatched through the application of native heavy weaponry.
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Not really happy with the picture quality on this, only later found out most of my pics were out of focus. Including a bionicle element is always a lot of fun. Any other good masks that would have fit here? Let me know what you think :D
Mission 18.3: Crisis on Kashyyyk
Number: CT-1508/97
Rank: ARC Major
Nickname: Higgs
2nd Regiment of the 253rd Legion
///Log Entry\\\
[Personal Log Entry 405]
When our latty touched down on the deck of the floating behemoth of a ship, our first wave had already cleared a landing zone. Brothers and Trandoshans lay sprawled across the deck. In the distance we could hear the Trando reinforcements snarling. The walking carpets we were escorting answered in turn with bellowing war cries. We quickly made for the bowels of the ship. Hundreds of Wookiees were held prisoner down below, no doubt they knew we were coming from all the commotion. I just hoped we could deliver on that promise.
My company had the pleasure of fighting alongside three Wookiee warriors. As we entered the ship, they became our vanguard, and we barreled through clearing corridor after corridor. Every inch of this place was a shrine to Trando culture. Trophies adorned every room, banners every wall. My men and I struggled to keep up with our companions. Maybe if we'd been able to keep up, we'd have spotted the trap we were walking into before the Wooks were in it already. Or maybe we'd have suffered the same fate. Shrapnel mines. Trandoshans always fight dirty.
One moment the warriors were running 10 meters ahead of me. The next moment, they were gone. Their haste to save their families proved too great.
I stood at the threshold of the Trandoshan killbox. At my feet lay one of the Wookiees' weapons, a massive boltcaster. I holstered my pistols and picked it up.
[Action Report KB-043-10]
After the expiration of their native escort, the clones of Hawkbat Company made their way to their destination, Detention Block C-5, where several dozen Wookiees were being held. Counter to previous intelligence briefings, this room was not booby trapped. Instead, Hawkbat Company encountered a handful of Trandoshans and mercenaries commanding a platoon of B1 series battle droids. These were quickly dispatched through the application of native heavy weaponry.
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Not really happy with the picture quality on this, only later found out most of my pics were out of focus. Including a bionicle element is always a lot of fun. Any other good masks that would have fit here? Let me know what you think :D