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Baako

"What to do with you?"

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by The Harbinger

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Feral and with a ferocity matched by few, the Mira are worthy of both respect and caution. Though of a culture steeped heavily in tradition and honor their lifestyle is one of violence and war.
Registered citizen of the Terran National Government

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Baako
Leopard Man
26
6'1''
175 lbs.

So begins...

Baako's Story

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Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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Baako walked lazily through the jungle with a fat deer slung over his shoulders. Baako enjoyed hunting. Especially since he didn't have worry about being hunted. Well at least he didn't think he had to worry. There was always something bigger than you out there. Baako didn't have to worry about that right now. Al he had to worry about is getting his prize back to the village.

Then the Mira came across two of his kind and... a human? The skin color was off... Perhaps this human was painted. Humans were weird. Baako decided to hang back with his prize and observe the actions of Kahl and Makya. They would probably notice him, but perhaps they would leave him out of this encounter. Baako was all about helping people, but this human smelled strange to him. Baako heard mention of Magic and Demons. Nasty stuff that.

Baako plopped his kill on the ground, and from his hidden position he would wait and see how this played out. Baako was okay with that.

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Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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Kahl snarled. "I don't like your tone, Makya. What if this human had an army at her heel, and brought it to our village, then it would ransacked and it would be your fault." Kahl added, scampering down from the tree. The Mira rounded on the two, and folded his arms once more. "Looks like a stick, is a stick, you can't trick me." Kahl spat, turning his head and sniffing.

There was that deer again, and the smell of another Mira. Kahl gave the two nearest to him a funny look and suddenly remembered the name of which that smell belonged to. "Baako, come out of there." Kahl called, then looked back to Jada.

"Our shief, leader of the village and of us."

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Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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To Makya's credit he held his head high under Kahl's snarling retort. He kept his eyes up and his arms at his side. It took nerve for the young Mira to stand tall with Kahl snarling down at him, but he didn't flinch nor look away. But neither too did he take any action that might be misconstrued as a challenge to the volatile and more experienced Mira.

"We should take her to the Sheif to be questioned," Makya replied, his expression one of grim boldness as Kahl dropped down from the trees.

The Mira didn't hold dominion over the entirety of the Veshrac jungle, and human tribes-people were prevalent to the east. But so far relations had remained amiable between the Mira and the locals that had called this jungle home before the Mira had arrived.

This woman's garb and specific style of painted skin were unfamiliar to Makya though. Each of the tribes had characteristic styles that distinguished one from another, but he couldn't place the outsider's origins. Perhaps she was from one of the more remote regions of the rainforest.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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In the distance, unknown to the Mira that had assembled, several human pairs of eyes watched from the safety of distance and behind some thick foliage. One of them raised a strange patterned hand up in the air, then the individual gestured, and several men moved silently through the thick jungle. Each one of them clad in standard issue OR-W Woodland/Jungle Camouflage. They also wore standard issue helmets, and special Holographic visors which covered their eyes in a full heads-up display with augmented targeting linked to the sights of their weapons.

The men slowly moved towards the group, the Sergeant throwing up his arm and ordering each of the nine men to slowly crouch, then he gestured to the sniper armed with a Longbore Disruptor rifle, the elongated scoped weapon great for long range engagements that didn't quite require the precision of a beam rifle. Slowly he crept, concealed by a ghillie suit made from the materials of the jungle.

The lone sniper lay prone atop a log, with a clear and relatively unobstructed line of sight towards the group, he lined them up. Settling the scope on Makya's feline form. The crosshairs lined up, and beads of sweat formed on the man's brow.

His heart began to race, and his trigger finger moved across the trigger of his weapon, but the sergeant's voice cracked on his earpiece.

"Tenere ignis." He whispered, and the lone sniper nodded, while the Sergeant continued forward, signalling his other men.

"Patrocinare meam adventu verbis Ego rem contactum." He said in a hushed tone, and the men moved through the thick foliage towards the group, in near silence. The Sergeant checked his rifle, the holographic indicator displayed the number '50' in Anquietas numerics, denoting a fully charged microfusion cell.

As he approached, his men fanned out, moving silently around the group as the Sergeant approached, his camouflage pattern making him difficult to see, this male was fully armed and equipped, a similarly camouflaged disruptor rifle slung across his torso, his face also patterned in various earthly tones.

"Hate to interrupt your little.. ahem... group therapy session, but I just couldn't help but ask just what is going on here." He noted the dark skinned Jada, whom to the Aschen male, looked little more than a savage native.

"And no sudden moves, you're surrounded." The male added.

Naturally, the men were on edge, with several clashes between Aschen forces, Tech Con mercenaries, and the indigenous human tribes it seemed the Aschen Military had discreetly mobilized to clean house.

There were only a handful of them, but for anyone who knew the tactics of this very particular military, knew the man's words held a bit of weight, perhaps there were more, hidden among the jungles or even the skies.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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Kahl stood his ground, lowering his spear onto the ground and motioning for Makya to do the same. Kahl stared daggers at the man talking to them, he would wear that disguise all he liked, they could disrupt the jungle in order to search for his kind, but they never would.

The Mira was sick of running, but he would never sacrifice a young one for the bloodlust he felt. Kahl bore his teeth. "Hurry back to your Shief. You need more men." The Mira spat, spitting a glob of spit near his feet. It might have been a fatal mistake to show these armed men disrespect, but they did not deserve any respect he could give them.

Kahl would normally have attacked these men on sight, but he didn't. Kahl hoped Makya would learn, if he hadn't already, that there is patience in all creatures. Even those as volatile as Kahl.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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Just as Baako had exited his hiding place things got crazy. Baako wasn't going to relinquish his kill. It was his. Baako should have known that this human was a bad omen. She had brought fourth an army. Baako was gonna remain silent. He felt like accusing the painted human of planning this, putting up a facade of friendliness, but Baako would never do such a thing.

Baako wasn't surprised that Kahl showed such blatant disrespect for the new humans. These humans were invading this jungle, it was clear that they did not belong here. This was Mira territory. Baako feared for Makya, the young one had so much left to live for. If it came down to it, Baako would make the ultimate sacrifice for Makya, Baako didn't know why, he didn't even know Makya very well. Perhaps it was just in Baako's nature.

Something told Baako that today was going to be a very interesting day.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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Luck clearly was not on her side today. First she'd had a run in with the beast that surrounded her. And as a third appeared and stood with them she wondered just how many were around. Jada's eyes flitted about before resting on the man who was barking orders. She narrowed her eyes at him, and the soldiers that flanked him. It was impossible to tell just how many surrounded them, and she knew it would be unwise to start a fight. Instead she crossed her arms, standing her ground a stern look on her face clearly showing a bit of defiance.

As the leopard beast spoke to the group that surrounded them, she could only frown. He was going to be the death of them if he kept this up. Who knows how their opponents would react. She sighed. "Aren't your weapons a little much? We aren't causing any harm. And ignore his rudeness," she said trying to reason with the leader, whilst side eyeing Kahl. Sure they'd been the ones rushing in with weapons at the ready, but that didn't mean she shouldn't show respect. Or as much respect as she could muster. She was innocent after all, having committed no crime what so ever.

To Jada, she'd never quite seen men like this. Dressed in armor like that. And their weapons where unknown to her. She took in a breath, digging her feet into the Earth. She was prepared if this didn't go as they planned. She'd been called a demon once today, she was sure if they were to fight the word would stick.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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Makya's ears lowered and his eyes narrowed at the situation, and even his tail lashed with agitation. The previously tempered Makya it would seem was riled by the presence of these armored men. His lips curled into a light snarl, but he could see as well as the others that they were surrounded and he didn't reach for his weapons.

"Your soft words fall on deaf ears," he warned Jada. "These people only know how to take and destroy."

As he had before, Makya met the situation boldly with his head high as he spoke to the Aschen soldier next.

"You are not welcome here," he growled. "These lands belong to the Ra'shak."

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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The Sergeant was silent during what seemed as a long pause. He looked down at the glob of saliva at his feet, then he brought his eyes back up to Kahl. "It's come to our attention that... several mining expeditions have come under attack. A whole camp was burned to the ground." He said, taking a step forward, the foliage and the soil crunching under his boots.

"You cat-people have some explaining to do, and your savage friend here does as well, if you resist we will not hesitate to end you." He said calmly, while seven other men seemed to appear out of nowhere, coming out of the thick foliage that they so seamlessly blended into.

"Corporal Tenorman, radio in for evac, four prisoners." The Sergeant ordered, and a young corporal, no older than eighteen nodded, getting on the radio and calling in a strange language.

The Sergeant brought his attention back to the group.

"Your weapons, put them on the ground and get on your knees."

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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"Make me." Snapped Kahl, spitting again. "If we wanted your mining men to leave, we'd skin them and deliver you their skulls, not burn your villages. This is our land, you will gain nothing by making enemies of us." The Mira added, his lips curling back around his mouth to expose his nasty array of dental cutlery.

Kahl thought about challenging the Aschen to a right of power, but he figured he'd laugh it off and do something stupid because that's what their kind seemed to do the best. Stumble blindly around forests like a boar until something more agile managed to run it to death.

"Leave. You will gain nothing by threatening or killing us, leave now before I lose my temper."

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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Baako was prepared to disarm himself, but Kahl seemed to be in a suicidal mood. Baako unsheathed his machete and removed his spear from his back and stuck them into the ground. He wasn't surrendering his weapons, just making them easier to get to. Bakko certainly wasn't going to kneel before any human. This now was clearly not the fault of the painted human, at least it seemed that way to Baako.

Baako was just gonna keep on not talking. He was going to let Kahl handle this, since clearly he was in control of the situation. Baako knew the Mira didn't stand a chance in a fight against these soldiers. They were armed with guns. Baako had seen these on traders that traveled through the jungle. He got his machete from a trader that was armed with guns.

Baako crossed his arms and waited to see how this was going to go down.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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Jada reached for her staff, sticking it in the ground before her. She wasn't giving it up. No way in hell. But even she knew that despite the odds they weren't going down without a fight. And that was fine with her. She was innocent and had done nothing wrong. She narrowed her eyes at the mans words, keeping a hand firmly placed on her staff.

"Now hear me, I am no savage. Nor do I have anything to do with what happened to the miners you mentioned. I was nowhere near the expedition," she said sternly. These men where jumping to conclusions and that irked her. She could not speak for the cats that surrounded her, but they didn't seem to be the kind of creatures to attack humans needlessly and to kill them. Then again she didn't know.

Jada held her staff tightly, trying to keep a cool head. These men were asking for a fight, and if they did not back down, then they were going to get one. Words could only go so far if the other party refused to listen.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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The Sergeant looked to Kahl, and silently listened, before the Mira spoke the words 'Make me'

The Sergeant only slightly angled his weapon, and when Kahl finished with the words 'lose my temper' The Sergeant discharged his weapon.

It all happened in an instant, from the immediate discharge to the impact of the bolt. But with an acute perception of time It could be described as a brilliant flash of blue light, a deafening crack like close by thunder, and a streak of light that leaped from the end of the Sergeant's weapon, directly to the Mira's knee.

Should the energy stream strike true, the sudden flash vaporization of flesh and sinew would be more than enough to cause a visually disgusting scene. A Flash of blue and orange light, a puff of black smoke, and the stench of burning flesh and fur. The force was easily more than enough to blow the Mira's leg in two, at the knee, and leave him hobbled.

All the Aschen visibly jumped as the Sergeant fired his weapon, and they promptly readied their weapons as the Sergeant brought his weapon square towards Baako, the other men aiming at Jada.

"Need i remind you how futile it is to fight us? You're outnumbered and outgunned."

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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Kahl nearly buckled under the gunshot to his knee, the dirt splattered with blood and bits of bone. It wasn't a surprise when the Mira screamed into the jungle, breaking the silence of the jungle after the flutter of birds from the gunshot. Kahl had pushed the marine, who'd obviously pushed back harder.

The cat would've leapt forward and slit his throat right there, right then. To do that, would cost the lives of the two Mira at his back and the life of that strange demon savage. Instead, he sunk to one knee. Unbowed, unbroken, his face full of rage and adrenaline. The kneel had no surrender to it.

Kahl spat something, his words were contorted with pain, staring intently at the sergeant. He would remember that face, it's curves, laugh-lines, tone, voice. Everything he could find, his eyes searched for a name on the marine's uniform. The marine was dead already, he just hadn't realized it.

The Mira bore his jagged teeth, forcing himself up and onto his feet, his injured knee was spewing blood but he would not kneel, it took all of his stamina, all of his upper body strength and mind. It'd probably kill him, but he was going to stand tall.

Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken.

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Makya hesitated as Kahl fell to a knee at the discharge of the Aschen weapon, but his hesitation turned to resolve as Kahl regained his footing. It was with some measure of nerve that the youth stepped forward.

"Stop it," he bit out. "I was the one who started the fires."

As the only one of the group without a gun actively pointed out him, it would seem the Aschen had overlooked Makya for the most part - a result of his youth perhaps. The young Mira couldn't have been more the sixteen.

"Leave them alone. They didn't do anything."

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya

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Baako jumped a little when the weapon went off. Kahl fell to the ground. Not good. Baako was unsure how he was going to fight these soldiers. Then Makya decided he was going to take one for the team. Baako wanted to say no, he wanted to shift the blame from Makya to himself, but he couldn't force himself to. Baako would never admit it, but he was scared.

Baako looked at his weapons. He decided if he wasn't going to take the bullet, he was going to find some way to rescue Makya. He didn't know how, but he would. Hopefully by the time Baako found the means to rescue Makya, the young Mira would still be alive. Then a thought occurred to Baako. There was no guarantee that these men would believe Makya.

"Makya," said Baako in a hushed voice, "You don't have to do this."

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya Character Portrait: Leonis Character Portrait: Tapu Character Portrait: Shamana Ryth Character Portrait: Meke

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The Aschen had gotten the drop on Kahl and the other Mira, but they had overlooked the main hunting party that edged its way through the jungle at the sound of gunfire. Mira were seasoned hunters and had survived worse than guns in their Aeloran homeland. They knew how to make themselves scarce, and how to move unseen. It was this talent that they employed today as they lay in wait to assess the situation. Among them was Leonis, the Shief of the Ra'shak clan that made its home here in the Veshrac Jungle. He knew the Aschen's knack for detecting their presence before they could get into visual range, and so he would need a suitable distraction before his people could move in to retrieve those captive.

He knelt down beside the young Shamana, Ryth, with his greataxe slung over his shoulder, but even on one knee the Mira Shief's bulky form towered over the child at his side.

"Just like in practice," he told the lad quietly. His voice was a hushed whisper so as to not carry through the dense foliage. "And remember, don't think it, feel it. The spirits will know what to do."

To an outsider, bringing a child to the staging ground of an ambush was a grossly irresponsible act, but for the Mira, it was a right of passage they had all endured in their homeland of Aelora. One had not the luxury of being coddled.

Ryth looked up at Leonis, his bright green eyes wide but determined. He nodded in understanding. He knew what he had to do. The child turned back to the scene unfolding in the clearing, and focused his gaze upon the trees and other foliage near to the Aschen soldiers. He raised his hand towards them, faintly glowing wisps of light forming around his clawed fingers.



Meanwhile not far from where Leonis and the rest of the tribe lay in wait, two figures crept their way ever closer to the trio of Mira being held at gunpoint by the Aschen soldiers. Tapu knew well that the Aschen had powerful weapons, and so speed and surprise were more valuable here than strength. And that's where Achack came in. Achak was an Edgewere Swampcat, native to Aelora, and with its Aeloran heritage came all of the speed, prowess, and physical fortitude of Aeloran predators. As large as a horse, but as light footed as a leopard, the feline maintained a perfect balance of stealth and power. Its thick mane of fur held vibrant hues of greens, blues, violets and crimsons that shifted and blended beneath the rays of sunlight that made it down through the thick canopy and it was right at home in a tropical environment. Swirling stripes of black on bluish-grey fur added further to the camouflage.

They chose their approach from the trees overhead with Tapu laying flat atop Achak so as to make it harder to distinguish the pair from another - easily leaving them mistaken for nothing more than a wild animal should any of the soldiers take note of them in the thick canopy.

Tapu's hands gripping the thick mane of fur beneath him, and there was a tenseness to both of them; it was a poised readiness that threatened to break free of its reigns, but both waited with brimming anticipation for the signal to move in.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya Character Portrait: Leonis Character Portrait: Tapu Character Portrait: Shamana Ryth Character Portrait: Meke

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With an almighty creaking of wood, ancient bark began to shift and bend. The great trees of the jungle contorted, their branches flexing and twisting as a new life was breathed into them. Thick vines shot from the ground and the treetops to wrap themselves around the soldiers, tearing guns from hands and pulling their legs out from beneath them even as the trees themselves pulled their roots free and swung heavy branches at the intruders. From the grass that stretched upwards in an attempt to tangle and trip the steps of the soldiers, to the thorny bushes that slung their irritatingly spiked appendages at any exposed flesh they could find; it seemed as though all the flora in the area was converging upon the Aschen. That said, it did not appear that even the mighty trees sought to kill in their assault. They were satisfied with knocking the soldiers from their feet, to pin them with thick roots or vines and leave them incapacitated.

Over the explosion of splintering wood and snapping vines came the exhilarated cry of, "Woop!"

A shadow passed overhead as Tapu and Achak leaped from one writhing tree to another, skidding down a length of bark to launch themselves down into the midst of the fray. Claws tore into soft bark and the weight of the pair left the branches creaking dangerously, but they moved with the seasoned grace of hunters.

As they neared the four captives, Tapu leaped from the back of Achak and caught a loose hanging vine. "Yahoo!" he bellowed as he swung down to land among the trio of captive Mira.

He had a wide grin upon his face as Achak touched down beside him in a spray of dirt and mulch from the forest floor.

"Starting the fun without me?" he asked Kahl before shoving Achak towards the wounded Mira. "Go on, get him out of here, Achak."

The great cat shoved up against Kahl's side to get him back on his feet.

Meanwhile Makya grabbed hold of Jada's arm and started pulling her away as the opportunity for escape presented itself. "Come on, we need to get out of here!"



“Go on,” Ryth murmured under his breath, as though his allies within the clearing would be able to hear, though it was not the case. “Run now!”

Leonis grunted his approval as he rose back to his feet.

"Get the Shamana back to the village," he told one of the Mira at his back. "The rest of you with me."

“Leonis!” Ryth protested, turning to look sharply back at the older Mira. “I can still help! What if there are more?”

Leonis and the rest of the Mira warriors were already moving off into the jungle though. Ryth growled with irritation, staring after them for several long moments before the warrior who had been left behind coughed to garner his attention. The Shamana turned to him with a scowl, "Fine." he muttered, turning to follow the other Mira away back towards the village.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya Character Portrait: Leonis Character Portrait: Tapu Character Portrait: Shamana Ryth Character Portrait: Meke

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The Aschen men began to move in, weapons at the ready to finish off the rest of the group, but suddenly the trees, the foliage and everything else began to come to life. Crackling and moving around them causing confusion among the soldiers.

One was suddenly swept off his feet with a loud shout he hit the ground, struggling against the foliage and shouting. This started chaos among the men as the trees moved in.

A branch wrapped around the feet of the Corporal, and he unleashed his weapon, a series of deafening pops followed as the Men started shooting at the trees, splintering them and setting them ablaze with their weapons.

The Sergeant was separated from his rifle, and branches had tangled themselves around his legs. He withdrew his pistol and fired up at the trees, blue bolts of light splintering their thick oaken trunks into fiery splinters that shot out in all directions. A fourth hurled a plasma grenade at one of the trees, which detonated and splintered the trees and set the nearby ones ablaze. But eventually they were overwhelmed and restrained by the branches. One of them however was not.

"Tango-Two One Seven, requesting Air Support on grid four nine seven carom one one nine!" He called out into his radio, struggling against the thorny branches that ripped at his flesh.

"Acknowledged Tango-Two One Seven, Apollos en-route for napalm strike." The Radio message was loud enough for all the Mira in the area to hear, and anyone familiar with modern weapons would have a very good idea what was about to come next.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya Character Portrait: Leonis Character Portrait: Tapu Character Portrait: Shamana Ryth Character Portrait: Meke

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Kahl gripped the fur of the mighty cat and hauled himself vertically over the beasts back. The knee would take time to heal, but his pride was hurt beyond what time could heal. "Shut up." The hunter muttered, shaking his head and giving a brisk laugh. "Good to see you."

The wounded Mira patted Achak. "Good to see you too." and then he slumped himself over and gripped on for dear life. Kahl was going to kill that sergeant and his men, they would pay the blood price for what they had done to his pride and his knee, this was his new goal, his reason for being.

Vengeance.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya Character Portrait: Leonis Character Portrait: Tapu Character Portrait: Shamana Ryth Character Portrait: Meke

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When everything went crazy Baako retrieved his weapons and grabbed his kill. There was no way Baako was going to leave his kill behind. He had worked hard for it. Once Baako had gotten out of the fray. He joined up with Leonis and the rest of the party. Baako felt the the worst of the day was over. Baako had his kill and his weapons and all was well.

Baako hung at the back of the group as he usually did. He wondered what became of the human woman with her strange skin and staff. The Bakko heard something about Napalm. Baako wasn't one hundred percent sure what napalm was but he was pretty sure it had something to do with fire. Fire wasn't good. Baako looked to Leonis to see if he understood what the Napalm meant. Baako didn't want to tell everyone to hightail it out of there if Leonis was going to. Leonis was the leader after all.

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As soon as Kahl was securely in place, Achak was off at a swift lope with Tapu not far behind. It would seem the Mira had no intents for more than a hit and run as the tribe scattered back into the jungle.

It was moments only before Kahl and Tapu came face to face with Leonis who growled out his ire as he took note of Kahl's condition. The temperamental Mira could be a handful at times, but he was one of Leonis' best warriors. An injury like that could well change that.

"They called in air support," Tapu warned Leonis. "We have two maybe three minutes."

"That's long enough. You two get to Naia, everyone else regroup at the river. Move."

With every second counting, Leonis wasted little breath on further words. Fortunately when it came to vanishing, the Mira were little more than ghosts. The dense undergrowth that might have left others hacking their way clear proved little obstacle to the local tribes who knew every nook and cranny of the jungle, and where the undergrowth became too thick to traverse they took to the trees with the same ease as they did the ground - that is if you weren't burdened with the company of a human.

In the routine fallback, no one took note of the absence of one young Mira.

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The Aschen Sergeant had already ordered a retreat, and the Aschen were making it a point to clear out before the Apollos got in.

"Clear out! Let's go get free and clear out!" The Sergeant called out, while his men scrambled to get free of the roots and tree limbs and away from the whole area.

It was then a shriek could be heard. It was a deafening roar that was increasing in pitch and volume.

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"Command this is Sierra One Seven Niner, approaching target." The Pilot said as he angled his Apollo to the right, six more of these angular fighters followed suit.

"All wings we're aiming for wide dispersal, maximize your area of effect." He said, and from below, one could observe the fighters as they split up in all directions, swooping around in a broad circle.

Suddenly, it was as if out of nowhere, the heat of a thousand hellfires engulfed the jungle in towering brilliant flames which began to spread violently in all directions. They were rumbling, roaring and pulling in a hot wind from all around, sucking in the oxygen and making it difficult for anyone caught in the blaze to breathe.

Trees began to crackle and splinter and the flames continued to spread while the Fighters burned away. A broad circle of fire engulfing and consuming everything around them.

As quickly as the fighters came, they had fled.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Varden Expeditionary Theater Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya Character Portrait: Leonis Character Portrait: Tapu Character Portrait: Shamana Ryth

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Thor unit coming on grid. Officer on grid.', relayed EGO.

[Evaluating current situation…] 'Scanning enemy units and terrain. Dispatching SITREP to SOL STAT. Awaiting orders from on grid commander. Lieutenant Commander Amen Omari taking command.’ EGO relayed and displayed across multiple HUDs. The frigate sized MBC, Mobile Battle Center descended from the clouds to hover over the firestorm. In high orbit fifteen Varden ships remained to assist the TNG. They had been there for months now without incident. For the most part the Varden had let the TNG handle their own affairs. They had not gotten between the Cybran and Volaria though it would remain to be seen if they did involve themselves. Likely it would depend on the actions of the Terran Government.

'Relay a request to Aschen SOLCOM ask them if they are responsible for the strike. The fighters are not marked. If they confirm ask them to cease and desist their attack on the jungle and the indigenous peoples at least until the TNG can respond.', Omari thought and EGO obliged. "Aschen SOLCOM this is EGO in stead of Lieutenant Commander Amen Omari of the VEF requesting confirmation that it is Aschen forces assaulting the jungle. If so we ask that you cease and desist your attack on this jungle location and the indigenous peoples located herein until the TNG can respond and investigate.", EGO broadcasted.

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Character Portrait: Aschen 3rd Armored Company Character Portrait: SOLCOM Character Portrait: Varden Expeditionary Theater Character Portrait: Aschen Marine Character Portrait: Baako Character Portrait: Kahl Character Portrait: Jada Okeer Character Portrait: Makya Character Portrait: Leonis Character Portrait: Tapu Character Portrait: Shamana Ryth Character Portrait: Bryn Magus

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Commander Magus sat silently aboard the AHSC Chariot of Fire, grabbing the railing as a Lieutenant turned. "Incoming Transmission from the Varden." He reported, and Magus sighed and growled slightly, as the Reverence was now over northern Hafirjan.

"Patch a reply through." He said calmly, picking up the communication phone.

"Lieutenant Commander Amen Omari, this is Commander Bryn Magus of the AHSC Chariot of Fire, Couple of things. Neither the Aschen Government, nor SOLCOM ordered any kind of attack on any jungle. We have reason to believe it was Hataf militants and Aschen settlers." He said, making a face. "We're en-route to investigate the nature of the Fire in the jungle, but to brazenly accuse us of a hostile act without any proof flies in the face of our fragile peace." He said, then he turned to his Executive Officer, Colonel Athena Truesdale.

"Set Condition Yellow." He said, clasping his hands behind his back, while the lighting shifted from violet to yellow, and an alarm began to blare.

"All hands, Action stations!"