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The Sith Empire // The Galactic Republic ((official recruitment thread))

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The Sith Empire // The Galactic Republic ((official recruitment thread))

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XxAizenxX
10.27.2013 , 10:28 PM | #31
It is about that time for us to look for new leaders to take places on the Sith, Imperial Military, Jedi, and Republic Miliitary Councils. Up to 8 people can be on each Council, and the council has an 8 week term. Those who are interested in joining either faction to lead please apply on our website http://thesecondgreatgalacticwar.swtorwebsite.com , or you can simply let us know on here. By doing so please let us know what characters we need to extend a guild invite as well as what faction that character is. Another way to contact us is simply by contacting us in game. You can whisper or send a in game email to CrÓmson or Qerrab for the Imperial side, or Katnes or Surgei for the Republic side. As we are entering a new term starting November 1st, all of the Council seats are up for grabs. So come, grab your guns and lightsabers and be part of a great community of leaders.

Current Rank Structure
Sith Empire
Sith
Dark Lord of the Sith: CrÓmson
Dark Council: Shank, Tarn, Melonos

Imperial Military
Grand Moff: Qerrab
War Council:

Galactic Republic
Jedi
Grand Master: Surgei
Jedi Council:
Republic Military
Vice Commandant: Katnes
Strategic Council:

As you all can see there are still positions that need to be filled, however they are not going to be open forever. If you are interested in joining us please do so by contacting us in game or any of the other methods mentioned above!!! If you post in this thread please add your characters in game name or names so that we know who to send the invites to.
Fear is necessary for evolution. The fear that one could be destroyed at any moment.

Any betrayal you see is trivial, what is truly frightening and much more lethal is the betrayal you cannot see.

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Tarn_Sirun
11.25.2013 , 11:30 PM | #32
<RP>
Events have transpired since his separation from Darth Unum, Tarn could feel it, he could sense it, and he could see it. In the eyes and on the faces of his followers, Darth Unum was losing favor and control over those in his Empire. Since the disappearance of Vitiate, Unum had commanded the majority of the Sith within the Empire either through the blindness of the Dark Council or their ineptness to do anything to stop him. But those times, it seems, were coming to an end. Agents of other sects of Sith known as Contra Sanctus, led by a female of little ability but a vastness of charisma, infiltrated Unums infrastructure and began to tempt his commanders and council with promises of power and riches. Some of the less than faithful began to sway, some left rather quickly taking dozens of their closest comrades with them. While others took more convincing, but eventually left also. No longer controlling some of the more powerful Sith, Unum began to refocus his training. Harnessing his ability, rather than his leadership responsibilities.

And so, the Republic began to feel as though they were winning this war. In fighting among the Empire had given the Republic an advantage. The other sects of Sith, without the power base from Darth Unum, began to withdraw and hide in some of the more protected territories of the Empire. Some Sith began to realize the situation and sought out Darth Unum, hoping to push back the Republic before they lost everything, again. Unum, no longer claiming the title of Emperor after a ku from a member of his council, Darth Xenoph, used some of his agents to drive away two other council members before taking on Unums leadership ability, was still fighting the Republic, on front line worlds like Oricon.

Oricon was a wretched planet where another sect of Sith tried to destroy the Empire in order to rebuild it in their image. These Dread Masters were clueless, lost in abilities bestowed upon them with no clue how to use them properly, were destroying the Sith but would never be able to rebuild due to the Republic coming for them after they did the dirty work for the Jedi. Darth Crimson found Unum there with the help of one of the Empires most talented agents, Qerrab.

Determined to rebuild the Empire and reclaim the advantage in the war, Crimson and Qerrab convinced Unum to come back. But Unum only came back as council, and Crimson now claimed the title Dark Lord of the Sith, with Qerrab serving as the new Grand Moff. Many Sith and Imperials still serving under Unum now served under their two new leaders while Unum advised from a Council position. Some of the older more powerful Sith who had served Unum came back to serve Crimson and Qerrab. More would soon come, as the new leaders sent out the call to arms under the name of The Sith Empire once more.

Tarn, having completed his trials for Lord during these times, volunteered to serve as Council. Once he had been accepted, Tarn was now in position to begin teaching others how to create and use a Rakatan Force Saber, and begin building a power base large enough to claim control of this rebuilding Empire.
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ShardODarkness
12.03.2013 , 01:50 PM | #33
I'm interested in possibly joining your guild...maybe there is someone I could try to contact?

TOONS

Rep- Jasynn / Smuggler - Gunslinger (22)
Imp- Noja / Warrior - Marauder (38)

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zaiforus
12.04.2013 , 02:54 AM | #34
where is Unum
Hi, just a bored cuban playing games...who likes to spit in WZ and be the highest healer in his team.

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XxAizenxX
12.04.2013 , 03:15 PM | #35
Quote: Originally Posted by ShardODarkness View Post
I'm interested in possibly joining your guild...maybe there is someone I could try to contact?

TOONS

Rep- Jasynn / Smuggler - Gunslinger (22)
Imp- Noja / Warrior - Marauder (38)
You can contact the Dark Lord himself if you like, or any of his Council members. CrÓmson, Qerrab, Cir'a, Rhennl, Tarn. I will be trying to contact you in game as well, so expect a friend request and a whisper.
Fear is necessary for evolution. The fear that one could be destroyed at any moment.

Any betrayal you see is trivial, what is truly frightening and much more lethal is the betrayal you cannot see.

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zaiforus
12.05.2013 , 12:41 AM | #36
and unum
Hi, just a bored cuban playing games...who likes to spit in WZ and be the highest healer in his team.

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ShardODarkness
12.05.2013 , 07:40 AM | #37
Quote: Originally Posted by XxAizenxX View Post
You can contact the Dark Lord himself if you like, or any of his Council members. CrÓmson, Qerrab, Cir'a, Rhennl, Tarn. I will be trying to contact you in game as well, so expect a friend request and a whisper.
Got with Crimson in-game and joined, thanks for the assist!

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ShardODarkness
12.06.2013 , 01:41 PM | #38
What Characters do I talk to about getting my Pub character in the Galactic Republic Guild?
"My rage is the flame that will burn the Galaxy to ashes" - Noja

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ShardODarkness
12.06.2013 , 01:45 PM | #39
(RP) Backstory of Noja's first step to the darkside...

REVENANT (def) - A revenant is a visible ghost or animated corpse that was believed to return from the grave to terrorize the living.


My Father Jurann, dutifully and loyally served in the Imperial Fleet, but it had been some time since his last message. Mother always told me that he was just very busy serving the Empire...defending us, and to never forget that he loved me more than anything...I knew it was a lie...I could "feel" it was, deep down I knew he was dead and never coming home, I had dreamed about it. We quietly lived our lie, my Mother always checking for a message (for my sake I'm sure) from him.
I still hear the screams in my sleep, so clear...so loud...I was so young...so innocent...so weak...so pathetic. In their efforts to maintain freedom in the Galaxy, the Republic Military has a term for those caught in the middle..."acceptable losses and collateral damage". I remember my Mother...Naida, scooping me into her arms as she ran away from the assault trying to protect her most cherished thing...her only child...the one thing she had left that gave her life meaning. As she ran I could see over her shoulder what "we" were running from, Republic Troopers...clad in white armor, their weapons flashing brightly as they advanced toward the objective (whatever it was). Mother tripped and fell on top of me...darkness consumed me after striking my head on the ground, but I remember her eyes looking at me as I slipped into unconsciousness.
I opened my eyes slowly, painfully as an odd "hum-hiss-sizzle" sound penetrated the blackness of my torpor, my mother was still on top of me...looking at me, but her beautiful blue eyes were hazy and clouded...I "knew" she was gone. Naturally I began to cry and wail in agony...as any child might who had just lost a parent, but deep down in the pit of my being there was a small "spark" of rage that sprang to life...a small ember of hate for the Republic and all it represented. Still there was the sound, the one thing that burrowed through my grief stricken heart...so much so that I forced my way out from under my Mother's cold form and with halting steps drew close to the source.
I saw two men...two warriors, locked in a dance of inevitable doom (for one of them) their light-sabers sparking and hissing as they collided rapidly. I could feel the air swirl around me as it did them, alive with some unseen energy that they lashed at each other with even when their weapons were not crossed. I could tell that one of them was one of the legendary Jedi, the other had to be a Sith Lord...I was certain of it. During the conflict the Sith lost one of his weapons and the hand that had been holding it. At the time I did not understand the meaning of the fact that his hand...still clutching the undamaged weapon fell at my feet as I watched. Even wounded the Sith fought on, seemingly undaunted by the injury the Jedi has given him...even so, I could feel the Sith's strength dwindling under his opponent's assault. I picked up the device and slowly approached them.
Soon, the Sith was on his knees defeated by the "hero" as I continued to draw closer like a moth to an open flame...I vaguely remember the Jedi warning me away...to run away to safety, but I was compelled to draw closer.The Sith was beaten...the Jedi towered over him, a bastion of "peace" and "good" triumphant over the "evil" and "darkness" of the Sith. Then...I heard the words that would haunt me to this day, "...you have lead your forces to victory this day Jedi...". That small spark...that small almost non-existent hate in the pit of my soul flared into a raging inferno, focused on the only symbol of what had taken everything I knew away from me. Holding the cylinder out I touched the activation stud (perhaps the Sith had "told" me how), with a SNAP-HISS the red blade came into being...its length extending into and through the hated Jedi's torso. I could feel shock and surprise from the Jedi...and satisfaction, even delight from the Sith Warrior. As the Jedi fell the Sith rose to his feet laughing, "...well done little one, I'm sure he didn't see THAT coming". In a voice smaller than a mouse I spoke to him as I lifted the deactivated killing blade to him, "...he killed my Mother...I hate them". With a nod the Warrior took the weapon from my hand, "...yes little one, embrace that feeling. Draw strength from it...". Despite my efforts I began to shake and cry again, lowering himself to one knee the Sith lifted my chin and sternly looked into my eyes, "...never cry again child, hold on to that hate burning inside you. Take strength from it and it will make you powerful". Fighting back my childish tears I nodded, "...yes sir". This "evil" Sith dipped his finger into the fallen Jedi's blood, tracing a glyph around my right eye with his finger (where my "bloodmark" tattoo now is), "...the blood of your first kill child...a Master Jedi no less the first of many...no doubt you will be a terror upon all who oppose you one day...all you knew has died today child...rise from your grave and follow me...do not fall behind or you will be forgotten"...I followed behind him as he demanded, never falling behind....ever again.
"My rage is the flame that will burn the Galaxy to ashes" - Noja