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Located in the Outer Rim, the tiny planet of Mustafar is a fiery world where lava is mined like a precious natural resource. Its bleak landscape is a visual assault of jagged obsidian mountains with towering fountains of fire and lava blasting from beneath the surface. This lava also streaks the blasted landscape in huge winding rivers and plunging cataracts. Mustafar's skies are obscured by choking black clouds of ash, smoke and tephra. The intense geological activity creates natural scanning interference that has kept prying eyes away from Mustafar for most of its history.

This young world is literally being torn in opposing directions, caught in a gravimetric tug of war that keeps it from becoming the moon of a nearby gas giant. Despite the close proximity of massive Jestefad, Mustafar keeps to its erratic orbit, pulled by the distant influence of another giant, Lefrani. The tidal strain heats up Mustafar's molten core, resulting in spectacular geological activity across the entire planet.

Soon, after the Clone Wars, Mustafar came under the control of the Empire, but as a small waypoint planet that just made their reign look larger. Soon, before the Battle of Hoth, rumors were starting to come up of interesting items and materials to be found on this planet, but also a history that goes past the fall of Anakin Skywalker, and the rise of Darth Vader. A supposed Droid Army, from that of the time of the time of the old, Old Republic that battled the ever grown Sith threat...

The droid were an old HK series (Hunter Killer). The were proficent in killing, and are some of the best assansin droids to date.

((Is this ok, if I start this thread?))

Two scientists stood below, going over the computer terminals. The young female one stopped and turned to the older male one.
"Sir. I got it. I figured it out!"
"Good. First drinks are on me, back at the station. Now, tell me what you have learned..."
"Well," She turned to the terminal. "it seems the plant went offline centuries ago. The Confederates didn't see any use with old designs, so they never used them. But, looking them over, he was right. These droids think activly. They are purly for killing. With enough, we could take over a planet within days!"
She turned back to him, smiling with joy.
"Good. So you understand it all then?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Alright, lets head back to the shuttle so you can record it."
They turned to see the mangled corpse of the stormtrooper watching the door. Next to the body stood Aksel. He clapped calmly.
"Great job. You finished the puzzle. Saved me a lot of work. Little girl, you understand all of this right?"
The older man stepped forward.
"Who are you?"
"I'm nothing. But, your a part of what, the Hutts right?
"So what if we are?! What do yo-"
Aksel brought up his hand, and swiped the air with it. At the same time, the older one's head torn clean of his shoulders, blood splatering on the girl. she let out a scream, and covered her head. When she turned to look again, Aksel was in front of her, blaster in hand. He smiled wickedly at the girl.
"Are you going to help me?"
"N-N-...No!"
He fired. The blaster bolt went through her arm. She screamed in pain and dropped to her knee. He knelt down next to her, putting the barrel on her forehead.
"You look to young to die. And apprently to smart as well. So will you help?"
Tears rolled down her cheeks, mixing with the blood that was there as well.
"O-O-O-Ok..."

The girl came back, now bandages up. The droids were already in full production. aksel watched the dark sky's sun set. Then he turned to her.
"You can rest for now, and when 3 million droids are ready, you can leave..."
He turned and entered to watch his machines come to life.

((Ok, well you can take over the girl then, and I guess you can call more forces, or what you wish, I'm cool with it.))

((Okay, Loki, just to give you something to do and to get one of my characters moving.)) One of the mechanics at the facility had followed the Dark Jedi and had managed to escape the destruction of the factory. He had slipped through the shadows, relying on the Echani training his brother had shown him. The young man was now stalking Askel with a silent fascination and interest. This man was Rayce Alesan.

Rayce quietly followed the walkways of the factory, listening to the sounds of machinery running. Who had activated the machinery and why? There wasn't anything due for the next four hours. He shook his head, switching his artificial vision to infared just for a change of pace. He smiled to himself, then frowned and looked closer as he saw dark silohuettes that had escaped his attention under normal vison. "Droids... war droids at that... but why?"

((Ooops...! sweatdrop ))

((God-mode. But I'll let it slide. Just don't tell me what my characters are doing. -.-x )) Rayce gasped and sputtered. He knew that if he still had actual eyes, that dots would be forming in front of them. Still, he had control of his body. With one hand, he quickly grabbed his blaster and fired three quick bolts at Askel.