Thread: In the Rage of War (Juicy & Haldir)

For thousands of years, the Korlus planet has been nameless, unknown, and long thought as abandoned. But the planet's sacred lands held more history and life than anyone would have ever predicted or known, except for the very own indigenous peoples the Korlusinzo. The Korlusinzo have been living among the thick forests of the Korlus for countless generations, and have always been classically known to live within their means but when a solar flare exploded from the sun's surface, Korlus was the unfortunate target of mother nature's sheer strength. The brutal flare cost Korlus most of it's vegetation, burning the roots of the planet to a black crisp. Only a small population were able to survive from that devastating event, and ever since that wave of hell, the planet has been struggling to maintain any form of nutrient-rich soil and plantation. With only 10 of water left on the planet deemed fit to drink, the Korlus have adapted to nourish themselves with little water, and little food. In result, their lifespans have stretched and they are able to live for up to 150, even 160 years. T are very wise creatures and use experience and determination as the core to their survival. The Korlusinzo are more vastly known for their golden or bronze tinted skin but more uniquely seen transitioning skin tones to silver when angered, frightened, or anxious. Their mouths are fitted with perfectly straight teeth, with the exception of thick, almost monstrous fangs. Their hair comes in a variety of colors, but mainly charcoal, onyx, shades of green, white, and at times even blue. As of Sith and Jedi records, no Korlusinzo has ever completed training with the force, or even have submitted to the force. Their average midichlorian count is one of their held mysteries. The least is known about this strange species, who choose to live secluded, isolated, and without contact from other planets. Their interest lies in their own survival, and they have little ties to the outer universe, and are even discriminated as ignorant to modern society. But they could not be further from the truth. The knowledge and observations of the Korlusinzos are their greatest strength against invading forces. Though their army is juvenile compared to the average military, their technique overrules their size. Alone, quiet, and separated from the rest of the universe, the Korlus has spent years observing, studying, analyzing, and learning from the behaviors and mistakes of other populations, especially that of the Sith and the Jedi. In fact, they might just be some of the most knowledgeable creatures in the entire universe. You can call the Korlus population crazy, strange, but the one thing the Korlusinzo were not... Stupid . Queen Xylaziagkurokmia... A servant called for me in a soft, almost nervous tone as he entered the tower that stood football field high. I knew immediately something was wrong by the sound of his voice. He was an anxious little fellow to begin with, but there was a certain tremble and insecurity in his voice whenever he had to tell me something he knew I would not enjoy hearing. I resided at the very top, where I had access to the crow's nest, the a view of the entire kingdom I claimed as my own. It also gave me sight of the sky, which I often watched for enemies, meteorites, or Torklurs ugly tempered over-sized vultures that roamed the clouds like dragons and often swooped in to scavenge for garbage and to pick at small children. I was standing on the edge of the tower's balcony. The sun was just beginning to awaken from it's 20 hour sleep. The light from the sun slowly pealed the thick layer of shadow from the city below. My hand were crossed behind my back as my eyes peered outdoors. I was staring intensely an extremely bright and rather large star in the sky. It flickered and blinked that concerned me. Soorgu, what is that? I pointed it out, stretching my lithe delicate arms and used my finger as guide to the star. The little man of 4'8 stumbled over his long fur coat to get to my side as soon as possible. He looked up but his eyes were weary and worn out. Quickly slipping binoculars from his inner pocket, he gazed up at the blinking light in the sky. He gulped nervously, dropping the binoculars before throwing himself on the ground to pick them up in a hurry. Don't tell me. I retracted my question I already knew it wasn't a star. It was a ship a BIG ship. No star blinks, unless it's supernova. But even then, this star was strange. Break me the news. Fast and hard now, I haven't got time to waste. It's the Sith , your highness. My expression of distress leaked from my eyes. My skin glittered a flaky gold to the sound of that news. It was worse than what I had expected. We had ships passing in and out at all times most fly by without even taking note of the planet or even recognizing it as life. On the outside, it looks like a planet that was held under a flamethrower and torched to death. It was a battered pattern or a rusty red, orange, and black. Black were the areas that were completely burnt, red and orange were the areas of mainly desert. There were some faint spots of green and blue, they were most likely non-existent from afar. We try to rid our guests as quickly as possible for the sake of protection. With a population striking barely half a billion people, we couldn't afford another attack on our nation nor could the soil of our lands take another hit. I fell into a deep silence, staring long and hard at that blinking star, watching it as it grew bigger and bigger. They're on radio. Erm... He paused, They are seeking emergency landing. My head whipped back to face him. I looked down at him, frowning with confusion. The Sith? Seeking landing? Are they out of their mind? Do they think WE are out of our minds? What absurdity have you brought me, Soorgu! I hissed in disbelief. You lie to me! What could the Sith possible want from Korlus! The man is requesting to speak to you, your royal highness. He seems eager to speak to you milady. I glanced back up at the sky. Permission not granted. I growled, my eyes trailed back to Soorgu, who was glowing silver in fear of both my tone of voice and my answer. But, but, your highness, they are the Sith! SHUSH SOORGU! I waved my hand up, pacing back and forth. If we allow them to land, there is no telling if they turn their backs and murder our natio- A man interrupted my speech, it was our own commader in flight, he was huffing and puffing, having rushed all the way up the tower to personally speak with me. Did I give grant you the yes to speak with me? My dear, Xylazia... That was my nickname. The man speaking to me was my brother. He always denied me of my highness. He didn't care much for my rule as long as I listened to his military advice, he complied all dandy. Sister, you MUST let them land. If we do not clear a strip for them, they will all die on impact. The land was made up of broken rocks and sharp edges from left to right. Without proper navigation, there is no where to land but in a field of earthly horns or right into our city. Their ship is big No, huge. But I think I am capable of making room for them on district 6. The strip is our largest driveway, and with proper guidance, I can make more room, but I need time, and we need to act quick because they are coming in fast! My mind was blown away. This was an on-the-spot decision of life and death on both parties and there weren't many satisfying options. Please, sister! Regardless of your decision, their ship is assing on your land, the only difference you can make is if their landing is lethal or life-saving. How much time, Dorion? I asked him, bluntly. Until their landing? Precisely 45 minutes, but their ship may gain speed while entering our atmosphere. From then on, there is no telling how fast and how long it will be before they reach ground. I bit my lip nervously, This could be a trap... A nasty trap... I shook my head. Everything about this situation was wrong to me. The Sith were in the middle of their raging war to gain control of the Republic and defeat the Jedi. They will kill and destroy anything that stands in their way. Red flags were being tossed up from left to right in my mind. Something was deeply wrong but I couldn't pin-point what it was. I had to decide fast. I will speak with this Sith who screams to me SOS. No enemy will shit on my people without having a good reason for it. Both my brother and I rushed down to the Skyline Tower, which controlled all of the intteractions between planets, and connected Korlus to the rest of the universe. The tower was huge, with different floor packed with technology. I was brought to the very top where a giant window wraps around the towers tip to give a dashing view. The front table, a long, U shaped stretch of high-tech flight equipment encircled the tower. My brother, Dorion, opened up the connection to view the other ship. The Sith's Strike Force airship was under turmoil, the screen was spitting colors before going completely blank. No visual image could be seen of neither our control panel, nor theirs. Only an audio was now functioning. Commander, you are speaking with the Imperial Queen of Korlus, do you read me? I paused, What are your current coordinates? What is the state of your ship? her name is pronounced Z-eye-laz-e-ag-ku-rock-me-ah