Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-4794494-20141014230422/@comment-4794494-20141117223334

Minnae chuckles to herself as she draws closer to the relay station. 'Taralam had managed to score several hits on her, but it only translated into minor stings on her Naga skin. A squad of mercenaries had chosen that moment to launch an attack on the relay station, and that drew fire away from her. She decided the sniper would have a lower place on her priority list, as her main target was UFM, with TWIO and 'Quirov as secondary targets. It was unlucky for the assassin that the last person that even had a chance of leading the scouting fleet, Xytan 'Montrumai, was in a completely different system. She decided to pursue him after they were done here.

Meanwhile...

Tyrotar Edalius aimed through the scope of his sniper. Holding his breath, monitoring his heartbeat, and focusing on the only other entity in his world at the moment, the assassin pulled the trigger. A muffled thump sounded, and he saw the kig-yar bishop's head explode through the scope. No other sniper would have been able to pull off the shot that he had just taken. Edalius was tethered to the underside of a suspension bridge, hanging upside down while thudding footsteps above caused the structure to slightly vibrate. The target had also been on a higher platform that was almost a kilometer away, and artificial wind and bullet drop played a large role in extreme long-range shots.

Grunting in triumph, he got on his tac-pad and checked another target off the list. While Minnae focused on eliminating their key targets, Tyrotar's job was to take out high ranking kig-yar to further disorganize the opposition. Without the leadership, lesser forces and civilians easily fall into disarray, further hindering New Eden's defense. He tapped his earpiece.

Tyrotar over comms "Spartan Blake. What's your progress?"