Competition: [Retake Sepros]Contact on Orian V

[Retake Sepros]Contact on Orian V

Having helped to secure the home planets of House Shar Dakhan and House Marka Ragnos, the eyes of the Summit have turned for the seat and crown of the Naga Sadow Clan. The initial contact can take place in a number of places, dependent upon what unit you decide to drop in with. The Temple of Sorrow, also known as the New Sadow Palace, is the ultimate goal for the Sadowans, but it is possible the Collective have chosen to hole up in other Temples across the surface. Given the limited intel since we first entered the system, the alert level of the Collective is unknown.

As such, wherever you first touch down, take care as you engage in first contact.


  • Participants must submit entries in .pdf, .doc, or .docx format, or use the submission text field on the site.

  • Entries must be at least 500 words in content.

  • Any entries that are less than 500 words will be disqualified and as such ineligible for participation or placement.

  • There is no upper limit on your word count.

  • Your story should be centered upon your Main or Alternative characters. You may choose to write part of your fiction from a different perspective than that character, but the focus should be on the main or alternative character sleected. That said, the use of slotted NPCs or other characters that you create or invent to tell your story are both allowed and encouraged. Remember though: your narrative should be focused upon your Main or Alternative character.

  • A snapshot of your Main or Alternative character loadout must be selected and submitted with your entry. Failure to attach a snapshot will prevent you from placing, but not from participation points.


Grading will be completed by averaging the scores of the fiction asisgned by the graders according to the Voice's 2.0 Fiction Rubric.

Competition Information
Parent Competition
Clan Naga Sadow presents: Redemption and Honor
Organized by
Warlord Bentre Sadow, Battlelord Tasha'Vel Versea, Augur Ashia Kagan Keibatsu
Running time
2019-12-09 until 2020-01-13 (about 1 month)
Target Unit
Clan Naga Sadow
Competition Type
Third Level Crescents and Clusters of Ice as per VOICE guidelines
6 subscribers, of which 4 have participated.
Grand Master Muz Ashen Keibatsu
File submission
Contact on Orian.pdf
1st place
Warlord Ciara Tearnan Rothwell Tarentae
Warlord Ciara Tearnan Rothwell Tarentae opted out of publishing her submission.
2nd place
Warlord Ashura Isradia Sadow
Textual submission

Near the Temples of Orian
Orian System

A group of ten people lay on the ridge looking at the temples in the distance, a transport shuttle that had dropped them off was lifting off behind them, two of individuals of the group were slightly ahead of the other taking stock of the Collective forces.

"Are you sure the VIP is still here Inquisitor Megos?"

Colonel Aleck Winters glanced over at the Sith Apprentice Inquisitor. He was pretty sure that Megos was not his actual real name; instead, an alias he was using for some reason, most likely to his identity a secret.

"Indeed, Colonel. My, heh, contact tells me the VIP is alive and well but in hiding from the enemy forces. It is a pity what happened to our other VIP but getting hold of that security vid was hard enough, but now we know what happened to her."

The Inquisitor's cold voice was not the causes of the shivers going down the others. Everyone present had seen that vid. They had seen how the woman was tortured, violated and executed with her body strung up and left to rot for everyone to see.

"Yeah. The bastards were making a point by what they did. A year after they took Sepros they celebrated by pouring fuel over her corpse, lighting it on fire like a new year bonfire, well bollocks to them." Winters then turned to the others behind him. "Right lads! We got a job to do so get your arses in gear.

They all stood up and readied themselves for the fight of their lives, the reason it was only the ten of them was to be a simple in and out, find VIP and get him out alive. The Inquisitor Megos had arranged the mission.

"The main attack force will engage the enemy from the north. Our job is to get in fast and dirty, as long our Inquisitor's contact can confirm the VIP's location for us. We are golden!" Winters explained to the other soldiers.

The team waited for half an hour before the main attack force got into position and started the attack. Winters, his team and the Inquisitor all stealthily moved towards the Sadow Palace. Even with the main attack force occupying the enemies, there was still resistance. Aleck had to watch some of his men fall to the Collective incoming fire. Even with the Dark Sider mercilessly killing waves after waves of the enemy.

New Sadow Palace
Location: Classified

The young boy huddled with the woman protecting him from the people who had invaded his home and killed his mother. Remy Dlairt had suffered much over the last few years, a lot of people had died to get him to this bolthole, it was just him and his protector. A Dlairt Security Officer named Lucy had got into here safely; she had been one of twenty people who had risked their lives and died to get the boy out of the Collective's grasp. It had been his mother, Sakura Dlairt, who had sacrificed her life to given them time to escape. They both knew something was happening, as the hidden security cameras were showing a lot of activity. Lucy hoped the message she had managed to get out had helped.

New Sadow Palace

The team breached through the Collective holding the entrance and stormed down the corridor. "Follow me," Inquisitor Megos ordered, "where we need to go is in this direction." The Iron Legion soldiers followed the man down the hall, engaging and ending lives until they reached the lower levels of the temple. The room they appeared to have entered was a wine cellar. "This can't be the location?" Winters asked and looked at the Inquisitor who was walking towards a specific section of the wall. "Fortify the entrance and hold the door."

Colonel Winters approached the Dark Sider who was running his hand along the surface of the wall, looking of something until he stopped and pressed his hand against the location it was resting. A panel read his palm, and then the wall started to hiss. It opened up to reveal a metal door. Inquisitor Megos looked at the hidden security camera in the wine cellar and said to it. "Puppet. Open the door."

Half a minute later the door opened to reveal Lucy and young Remy Dlarit. The boy was tugging on the woman's hand who was looking at the Inquisitor with a bland gaze. The Dark Sider walked up to the woman and patted her on the head. "Good work on keeping the Heir's progeny alive. I have no more use for you." Lucy nodded and pulled out her service pistol, placed it against her temple and blew her brains out. Her death startled everyone but the Inquisitor, who turned to young Remy and lowered himself onto one knee. "Young man, my name is Sith Warlord Ashura Sadow, and I know who you are. Remulus Sadow, son of Astronicus Aurelius Sadow and Sakura Haruno. I'm sorry about what happened to your mother, but we are here to get you to safety." Ashura smiled warmly at the boy, despite the warm front he was showing, the Sith felt none of it and was acting to ensure young Remy's cooperation.

It worked and despite it took some convincing to get the boy not to ask any questions until they were away and safe. Colonel Winter leading, the soldiers and two Force users made their way out of the wine cellar. By now, the rest of the Iron Legion was fighting against the Collective for control of the planet. Winters watched three of his men died and suffered a slug in the arm getting before he got the VIP out to the shuttle waiting to take the boy to safety.

"Colonel. I am tasking you to keep the boy safe if so much of a scratch appears on him after I leave. You will die." Inquisitor Megos, Aleck knew that was not his real name, turned around and walked back into the chaos. The colonel also turned around and boarded the transport.

3rd place
Warlord Takagari "DarkHawk" KogaRyu
File submission
Contact on Orian.pdf
4th place