<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Lord Snowkan onborad the Liberty Star saw the new ships come up from the shipyards. Now with all his ships here he was ready to go attack Honoghr. It was only a short jump from Kessel. He would have to deploy wisely because a lot of his ships were smaller ships then what were in the normal attack force. Once his new ships came into formation he gave the order to jump into hyperspace. He figured that he would be able to take the planet because on the last intelligence report all they had defending them was a bunch of combat cloud cars. Unfortunatly that report was a year old and they could have ordered a lot more ships. He saw the flash of stars flying past and knew that they had finaly entered hyperspace. Suddenly after only a few moments they came out of hyperspace a long way out of the system. Lord Snowkan's jaw flew open. In front of him saw a interdictor cruiser and two victory star destroyers. That didn't impress him though. What did though, was the imperial star destroyer on the port. Unless Honoghr had recieved a lot
of new protection another person was attacking.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
"Check to see if those ships belong to Honoghr our are just here blockading the system. If they are just blockading the system tell them who we are and why we are here."
"Sir i have checked it out and they seem to belong to honoghr."
"Good. We will kill them. But we will not board their ships and take them over. Just destroy them and make some space dribis. Don't forget have fun and make art."
"Why don't we board the ships?"asked his aide.
"because they will be loaded with norighi."
"What are norighi?"
"They are the best hand to hand combats in the world."
"then why don't you send the troops in with blasters"
"Because they are expert camofloges and can blend in with their surrondings."
"Oh ok."
"Tell the victorys to consentrate fire on the enemy victorys. the will each have a neboluen-b to help them. Everyone else except the lancer, eszcort carrier, fighters, missile boats and skipray bloats boats, fires on the imperial star destroyer."
"Ok"
"Sir the enemy ships have launched fighters. They are modified TIE interceptors."
"modified how?"
"with shields sir."
"no hyperdrive?"
"no sir."
"wait, we have twenty four combat cloud cars on our long range scanners coming from the planet."
"tell all the ships that don't have orders to fire on the fighters."
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> The lancer, escort carrier and fighters and missiles boats and skipray blastboats roared in on the enemy fighters. The A-wings started jamming the coms of the enemy ships. All of the enemy ships were destroyed as the fighters and lancer withdrew. The escort carrier went and picked up the enemy pilots that were ion cannoned. The nebuloen-bs fired their ion cannons at the victory star destroyer. Suddenly on the first the shields went down. A ion cannon bolt had hit on of the shield generators. The Starshadow launched all of its missiles at the bare port side of the victory spliting it in half. Then the nebulon-b and starshadow fired on the second victory sooon taking it out. All of the ships fired on the imperial star destroyer taking it out. Then they fired on the interdictro taking it out as well.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

<!--EZCODE BOLD START--> Fleet Status<!--EZCODE BOLD END-->:
1 Mon Calamari Star Cruiser MC-100a: Liberty Star: 24 B-Wings, 24 A-Wings, 24 E-Wings
2 Victory-Class Star Destroyers: Starshadow and Moonshadow: 16 Missile Boats, 1 Skipray Blastboat
1 Carrack Cruiser: 5 A-Wings
1 Nebulon-B Frigate: 24 A-wings
1 nebulon-B Frigate: 12 E-wings, 12 B-wings
1 lancer frigate
1 corellian gunship
1 escort carrier: 72 modified tie interceptors

"Tell the fighters to go down to the planet."
"Yes sir."
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> The fighters flew down to the planet. It was all brown from the infected grass the empire had planet there. there was one small area of green grass that the Rebels had helped grow larger from it's original size that Darth Vader had made. The pilots who where mostly Mon Cals found it quite revolting. As did Lord Snowkan. He would have to make sure that he made a lake and make all the grass green. The fighters roared in on the planet. They didn't find any planetary guns of any sort any where on the planet. Untill they got to the other side. Then they found the majority of the grass green. Their was lakes and rivers and oceans. And there was planetary guns. A lot of them. They started shooting on the fighters but luckly the fighters dodged. For how long could they dodge? That remains to be seen...<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Onboard the Liberty Star, Lord Snowkan reseaved a com messege. He had to leave the Honoghr system.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
"Recall the fighters. Plot a course to Mon Calamari."
"Yes sir. Recalling the fighters now sir."
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> The fighters pulled up and away from the planet and the surface guns. They sufered no losses but they knew they would be back. The Honoghr system was much to close to Kessel for Lord Snowkan's comfort. it had to be taken. The pilots wondered why they were being recalled. But they followed orders.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->
"Sir all the fighters have docked."
"Jump into hyperspace."
<!--EZCODE ITALIC START--> Lord Snowkan felt a jolt as the fleet jumped into hyperspace. At Mon Calamari they would get their new ships, a shiny MC200a cruiser designed by Lord Snowkan himself. Then they would go to Kessel and get another shiny MC200a cruiser.<!--EZCODE ITALIC END-->

Fifteen ships—2 Imperial Class Star Destroyers, 1 Penetrator Assault Cruiser, 1 Escort Carrier, 2 Nebulon C Frigates, 2 Belarus Class Cruisers, 2 Corona Class Frigates, 3 Corellian Gunships, 1 Corellian Corvette, and 1 Carrack class Cruiser—emerged from hyperspace around the Noghri planet of Honoghr in Attack Formation. The Noghri were soon to be allies with the Naboo Sith Order, and word had been sent that their measly defense fleet had come under attack.

This sudden, unexpected event provided the prime opportunity to flaunt Naboo Sith Order power, be Sith and make the alliance between the Noghri—well, the most powerful Noghri clan at least—official.

The Noghri were lethal beasts who had once pledged ultimate loyalty to the Lord of Darkness, Darth Vader. Even with a full attack fleet and five or so Sith, convincing the Noghri to accept Naboo Sith Order rule would be a difficult matter. There was no doubt that the Naboo Sith Order would be successful, it was just a matter of how big a margin of success they would have…

Sith Lord, once dead, now revived, Darth Poreon watched the pitiful Noghri fleet fall into a brilliant plume of debris just as his Naboo Sith Order fleet arrived. Through the Force, Poreon almost felt the pain of a thousand Noghri lives lost… but then remembered that recently the Noghri had implemented a droid controlled defense fleet. For the most part, the Noghri preferred to be kept to themselves, but should they be needed in service, they would die for you unflinchingly. Poreon knew all this, and for this, he respected the Noghri most out of the whole trillions of beings in the known galaxy.

Honor… The Noghri were honorable.

More than anything, Poreon was continually on a quest for honor. Despite being a Sith, he did not believe in cheap tactics. Rather, he would win through precise, clear thinking, strong faith in the Force and honor.

He had never know his mother—or his father for that matter… He hoped they would approve of him wanting to make a good name for the Naboo Sith Order. They called Poreon a Sith Lord, but he felt more like a Dark Lord than a Sith Lord. Titles mattered not, though; To Poreon, it was all about honor.

And honor would matter when dealing with the Noghri.

Before hailing the main Noghri clan on the planet, Poreon turned to consult with his fellow Sith… Hopefully they had not spied in on Poreon’s personal pangs of though.

“All right… We are here in one piece. It appears as if the enemy attacked swiftly and then left. Hopefully they will stay gone if they know what is best for them.” Poreon nodded to each Sith surrounding him.

“Zeta? I believe you were the one who is supposed to hail the Noghri.” Poreon pointed to the holo communications transmitter a few meters away. “Before you leave, let us make sure no one has any questions… If anyone does, speak now or forever hold your honor in shame.”

"If I may brief a bit..."

Snack looked around the gathered Sith. No one seemed to have an objection so the Sith Lord spoke.

"Those who will be going to Ground Zero, we can use this new found information of the recent hit and run cowardly tactic to an advantage for us. We can offer our aid and support to the Noghri peoples. If we protect them and fend off whatever it was that attcked here then we will be set. More than likely, they will return.

"Now, our main priority will one of two things. Meet with the leaders of each clan in the Clean Lands, or with what we have found to be the stronger of the known clans, the Bakh'tor Clan."

He turned his head to Zeta.

"We follow your lead. If the attackers come back, Poreon should be able to hold them off. Not sure for how long, so our time might be minimal."

Snack cut off, looking at Poreon, then the rest of the Sith. He awaited orders from either Poreon or Zeta.

Poreon grinned, "Don't you worry about a thing up here on the fleet side of things, Master Snack. I can handle anything that comes at me--that is what I get for picking fights with those Nabooians once or twice. Plus, reinforcements are just a short micro jump away, should things go nasty."

Poreon bounced from foot to foot. It was obvious that beneath all the prestige about honor, Poreon was dieing for some action. "Any thing else?"

Zeta had remained quiet throughout most of the discussion at hand. It was what he was used to, that would all change today, here and now. He had a position to fill and he would fill it well. His comrades were depending upon him. He spoke out.

'We must choose a priority, correct?"

He clasped his hands behind him and paced while he spoke.

"I suggest we go with the second priority Master Snack mentioned, the Bakh'tor Clan. It is the strongest clan, thus every other clan, depends upon the Bakh'tor Clan for guidance and support. The Bakh'tor Clan is the greater of influence, probably out of all the Noghri. If we can can convince them and gain their support, well then, Hongorhr shall soon be ours."

He said no more at that time.

Malice had been quiet during the speeches as well. But now that silence had taken place after Zeta had spoken, he took the opportunity to let his thoughts known.

*Zeta, i shall accompany you to the planet to visit the Bakh'tor clan. With more of us down there negotiations should go much more smoothly. But a word of caution, we must choose our words carfully. And, we must try to avoid any bloodshed of the Noghri unless they attack us...or if they refuse our kind offer to help them after this cowardly act*

Malice let silence fall once again. Awaiing either Snack or Poreon to say something. Or if any of the other sith had something to say.

One of the only ladies there at the moment Athena watched and listened to the plotting of the mission. She said nothing and would say nothing until told to. Clad in her normal black she stood near the back of the pack of Sith she had become a member of.

"They shouldn't refuse our kind offer. When we go down there, I want nothing more shown from you all than respect and honor towards their way of life. If we show them respect, they will show us respect as well."

Snack focused his attention to his apprentice, Darth Zeta, and smirked.

"Whenever you're ready."