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Patrick Mueirech
| Patrick Mueirech | ||
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| Biographical Information | ||
| Born | Year -9 Day 146 | |
| Age | 28 | |
| Race | Thyferran | |
| Homeworld | Thyferra | |
| Father | Brynden Mueirech | |
| Mother | Kuushida Mueirech | |
| Spouse | None | |
| Siblings | Ron Mueirech | |
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| Imperial Service | ||
| Branch |  Imperial Army |
 COMPNOR |
| Positions | 3rd Brigade Commanding Officer Stormtrooper |
Imperial Information Service Director of IIS |
| Prior Service |  Imperial Academy Recruit | |
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Patrick Mueirech, notably the older brother of the late Ron Mueirech, is a serving member of the Imperial Army.
Contents
Biography
Appearance
Patrick Mueirech is a long haired fellow that is of light skin pigmentation and slender in build. His height is 185cm and weighs around 79kgs He's grown a long beard as for his facial hair and to accompany his long hair. Due to Imperial regulations however, he's forced to trim his beard and hair to acceptable measures. In regards to attire, he wears whatever fits the situation and what would be quite advantageous. He will always don a combat attire both in the military and out.
The Thyferran Mueirech
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Introduction
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Born to a wealthy family in Thyferra, Patrick is classified as a Thyferran by birth. His father is Brynden Mueirech and Kuushida Mueirech. His childhood was quite comfortable. Patrick's needs are available upon request, all in part of his father's accumulated wealth in the highly competitive Bacta market. A privileged life of a Class A Citizen. Corporate politics and strategic marketing became a part of his childhood. Brynden Mueirech would hold meetings and business discussions in the Mueirech Manor. As a child, Patrick would want to be shadowed under by his father, so he's been allowed to attend the meetings even if for most of the time, he did not know what was talked about. Much to his father's expectations, he spent most of the time playing under the conference table with his toys or causing mischief below the other old business people's legs. In time, Patrick would grow a learned person to realize that he has to prove something in the future.
A Certain Path
By the age of 11, Patrick have thought through what he wanted to be. Despite coming from a family heavily invested in business, he wanted to stray further away from that path. He took upon the interest of public service instead; Law Enforcement comes to young Patrick's mind. Service that benefits the public allows for society to flourish and to have an orderly way of life. Patrick's father has done his fair share of philanthropy to benefit Thyferra. Although it does not appeal to Patrick's tastes. He prefers to have everything done by himself all the while overseeing his efforts are delivered. One day, a lengthy yet meaningful discussion had occurred in his father's study. It concerns about Patrick's future to what will he turn out to be. For a child of eleven, Patrick's point got across and was well received by his father. Eventually Brynden would agree to help Patrick learn anything related to Law Enforcement.
Mueirech in Physical Academia
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Admission into the Thyferran Police Academy starts at age 13 for those who aspire to join the planet's security force. Upon enrollment, a person would take up the rank of a Cadet. Cadets are expected to learn, exercise, and pass the curriculum given inside the classroom and out on the field. The Academy educates the cadets in the lessons of history, the accomplishments of better men, the principles of government and governance, the handling of economics, the vital scientific breakthrough for progression, and all the while putting an emphasis on serving the community by executing the law. A cadet's course would take about four years of time to complete. By the age of 18, a Cadet graduates and was inducted as as member of the Thyferran Security Force (TSF).
At age 13 on Year 4 Day 33, four years after the establishment of the New Order and the fall of the Galactic Republic, Patrick Mueirech enters the compound where he will spend four years of his life in the institution to learn the ways of law enforcement. Mueirech's batch of cadets would be the largest to be admitted into the Academy, thanks to COMPNOR's mass emphasis on service and contribution for the greater well being of one's society. Instead of enlisting directly in the Empire's armed forces, people like Patrick wanted to start off small, to build as he learns and to learn at a steady pace on a planet's scale.
Patrick had fairly advanced well through his years in the academy. He would like a challenge to test his wits and mettle. Out in the training field he would run through obstacle courses, situational scenarios, and combat. At a young age, his flaws included impatience, something Patrick struggled to control. Being born to a wealthy family developed a sense of impatience since Patrick's demands are met with no restrictions and always at will. By growing up, perhaps Patrick could pick up some virtues along the way.
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Class C Academy Assembly
Early Year 5.....
Life in the academy was one that's strict in formal routine and protocol. It functioned as a military training center, where relaxation finds no place among cadets. Many view this as a brainwashing method to train subservient grunts for the whims and wishes of the Thyferran corporate bacta businesses. The Thyferran Security Force did not appeal mostly to the citizens of Class C, as introduced by the newly formed Empire. Age 16 when Mueirech witnessed a large gathering of Class C outside the Academy grounds. A Class C assembly mostly made of the native Vratix, a handful of Ithorians, and a few others. The protest had a simple purpose, it was to demilitarize and to minimize the TSF's police powers. The rally's leaders intended to conduct this demonstration at the Academy to sway the minds of the cadets and to further question the recent actions of the Security Force. "Most of the time, the Bacta corporates would call upon the TSF to suppress workplace labor unions aimed only for collective bargaining and to promote better work conditions!" screamed the rallying spokesperson to his fellow Class C people. The guards at the Academy entrance sealed the gates from the outside and the Academy needed to disperse the growing violence of the group. One of the instructors over by the field called his cadets by the ramparts of the compound armed with knockout gas grenade launchers to be hurled over to the crowd. Patrick Mueirech was one of the cadets to shoot into the crowd. Tensions escalate when a Wookie lifted up a riot guard and slammed him against the wall. Mueirech instinctively shot the gas canisters directly at the mob instead of over. The others followed the notion and successfully drove off the then-peaceful assembly. Mueirech's instructor commended him with praise for the initiative, though bitter about his action, Patrick dismissed it and only did it as it was necessary. He wasn't proud of his own actions himself.
Thyferran Security Force Academy Graduation
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At the final year, the Cadets are finally sworn in as members of the Planet's Defense Force. A few years ago, the Academy Graduations would only be held in the compound's field courtyard with friends and family attending. The attire would be ceremonial with each cadet wearing their formal dress uniforms with their earned awards and merits pinned. Those days have long waned as did the Republic did. The recent punctilio however would require the Cadets to don their fully armored combat suits, armed to the brink of battle. No skin should be left exposed and individual expression was kept in tight constraint. A unilateral machine-like march with unison pacing would begin from the Academy grounds all the way outside passing through any city or settlement until all cadets have arrived at the TSF Headquarters. The outdoors was humid and the heat was ironing everyone's backs. The armor was heavy in durasteel and the rifles were real enough that they contained live rounds. Loaded live rounds were not necessary, it was much like a show of force and militaristic approach to welcome to New Order in the Galaxy. The graduation distinguished the finest of the cadets from the Academy during the four year course. The honour students would line up at the from of the files and they are groomed to be the future leaders of the TSF. The valedictorian of the batch would receive a ceremonial sword presented by the Chief-General of TSF. The dawn of the New Order encouraged a martial approach to defense training. A result to this had a slow transition of military ranks adopted to the Security Force ranks. Patrick never had the pleasure to be part of the honours or even try to achieve as the valedictorian. He finished as a regular average cadet. He was not entitled to a command position and will be inducted as a patrolman in the TSF.
Mueirech the Not-So-Law Abiding Peacekeeper
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Beat Cop
Mid Year 7
Shipped immediately. Fresh out the academy, that's what Patrick was. His first official post was to be a street officer, a regular patrolman. A regular patrolman in the TSF was equipped of a small sidearm, a stun tonfa, a commlink and a vehicle. When the situation escalates to something tense, a CM-9 Frag Shotgun was kept inside the patrol mobile. The vehicle was a speeder, much like a cloud car from Bespin. Petty crimes such as chasing vandals, loitering Class Cs and at best, a burglary in a small store a few streets away from Mueirech's usual patrol route.
Life as a Beat Cop was plain simple. Survival was not the case and was comparable to a commerce district security guard or much like a tram station guard. Mueirech did not loathe the job; he tried to put some excitement into his job by hanging near Class C areas by spooking them with his law enforcement presence. Statistically, Class C citizens are not the majority of the malefactors on Patrick's blocks. Class A citizens can be perpetrators too, much like how the Rebel Alliance at that time are all made up of class A people. Rising turmoil in Thyferra called Patrick away from the menial tasks of being a street officer. Frequent breaches of the peace are sprouting all over the urban regions of planet. All able bodied officers are called to respond to a large scale riots. This included Patrick and was called immediately into his district base for briefing.
Reserved Intervention Ousting Transgressors (R.I.O.T.)
Concurrent with Bacta Wars
Protocols are in effect for a planet-wide martial law. Similarly, a signal contingency was dispatched to all law enforcement entities. This was the R.I.O.T. contingency. Like the word itself, it was actually an acronym that describes the procedures when the time calls for it. Once the signal goes out, all officers are called to their district stations and bases of operations are drafted to protect key areas in the ensuing anarchy. Officer Patrick Mueirech was called to his station with the objective to quell an uprising. All officers are equipped the following ordnance: respirator masks for protection against airborne toxins; tactical helmets that can stop blunt force; riot shields for frontal protection while in movement; stun batons for melee and self defense; and finally riot rifles and canister launchers to disperse rioters.
The streets of Thyferra were set ablaze. Electrical power grids have been sabotaged and cities descended into chaotic lawlessness. The TSF formed a shield perimeter to block a huge crowd that was about to march onto the government quarter to raze it to the ground. Patrick was called to the most dangerous part of the formation. He was called to the front to shoot gas canisters above the crowd to dissipate them to small groups. Once scattered, the shield formation will advance to subdue the agitators. This moment reminded of his cadet days where a protest had to be dealt with as violence broke out. Still reigning shards of glass and flaming projectiles, Pat stood his ground keeping up with the pressure. Barrage after barrage of gas canisters were hurled at the crowd. The feisty mob assaulted the shield wall at full frontal force with untrained coordination.
The demonstrators were crafty. Luckily Patrick had pulled back from the front. Before the charging, a makeshift bomb was thrown at the shield wall that broke the formation. The shaken TSF units staggered to recover from the critical blow. The opposing force took advantage of this and pressed on to combat the police authorities. Brawls, tackles, and vicious hand-to-hand combat followed. The demonstrators had a biological advantage to their brutish head-on strike. Class Cs made up the majority of the rioters which possess inherent nonhuman capabilities including strength and dexterity. The TSF had to contend with this lackluster using the tools at their disposal.
"Order will be restored by force....." Patrick was caught in the melee. His tactical helmet visor cracked and torso partly scorched from the blast. He fought into the thick crowd with two batons disabling every perpetrator left and right. The adrenaline rushed through his veins trying to survive. Resistance was dwindling and the TSF has the upper hand. The governor of Thyferra called in Imperial reinforcements to suppress the remaining protesters. Unexpectedly, one of the retreating offenders stabbed Patrick to the back of his waist. Disabled and in pain, this was the first time Patrick, in all his moments, had experienced near-death. TSF officers nearby who witnessed the brutality piled on the individual and beat him up excessively. A Stormtrooper rushed to Patrick's aid and called for medical attention. The riots are over and he has survived his worst yet.
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(AFTERMATH)
Patrick wakes up in the ICU with several patches to the lower back of his limbs. It was the day after. A holonet display broadcasts the news of yesterday and how the conflict was resolved. Wounded tolls to the hundreds with deaths of at least 14 average in each district on both sides. Speciesism and xenophobia began to take root within Patrick as he felt disgusted by the aliens acted. A beautiful city terrorized by nonhumans was a sight angering and a thought a nuisance. Humans are clearly the superior beings for a civilized world.
Patrick was visited by his district commander to give him a synopsis of what was about to happen to him. Based off the after action report. Patrick's actions were documented and mentioned in the report, therefore he's been cited for mentioned in the dispatches in the TSF. His district commander also recommended him to the S.W.A.T. division of TSF, away from the unexcited duties of a patrolman only if Patrick agrees to it. Mueirech's physical stamina and dexterity whilst in combat under high stress and pressure was remarkable for TSF standards. The offer was then accepted by Pat professionally with glee. Training for S.W.A.T. begins right away after Pat gets discharged from the hospital. In less than a year, Patrick's life just got interesting.
S.W.A.T.
(EXPOSITION)
Training was rigorous and it involved a lot of protocol. The physically demanding exercises was once again the closest Patrick ever came to revisiting his Police Academy days. A militarized police force was the common norm now. Ever since the New Order took charge replacing the decrepit republic government, martial might has always been a factor in order and security. The division Patrick was about to enter will be extensively used when it comes to peacekeeping and law enforcement. Thyferra by the later months of Year 7 had issued a directive giving more police powers to the TSF.
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Overtime, more and more Class Cs flocked to make their dissent known. The rural areas of Thyferra became a breeding ground for rebel sympathizers. The Rebel Alliance aimed to restore the corrupt ways of the Galactic Republic to the galaxy. The "tangible" democracy they saw to promote was only through violence and chaos alone. Patrick came to like his position more. It was not easy though all of the efforts made was worth all its hardships. Training took half a year to do. The government wanted to rapidly deploy as much of the militarized peacekeepers on Thyferra. Budget for the S.W.A.T. increased in the current year, more so than any other division within the TSF.
(OPERATIONS)
Frequent operations left and right. Bacta Corporations were being pressured by the government. Acting as the will of the Imperial regime, TSF was bound to carry out the orders without question. Patrick partook in the many operations he and his unit were assigned to. Raids and breaching in establishments is part of the almost daily routine. Time and time again Patrick would break into buildings to apprehend individuals. Frequently, the job offered adrenaline when it comes to the criminal elements being brought to justice. The Bacta Wars did not place Patrick in the center of it. He was merely in the background, an officer that makes up the many, a cog in a wheel. Like his peers, delegation of a policing authority and nothing more was the sole task of his. Entering to Year 8, the frequency of troublesome wrongdoers are getting worse.
By this time, the suppliers of Bacta have been put to heel. The Galactic Empire nationalized all Bacta supplying facilities and the conglomerates are either given the choice to cooperate or be arrested. Small scale businesses chose to integrate their ventures with the Imperial industry in hopes of getting something out of it instead of disobeying Imperial authority. The wealthy and much powerful enterprises chose to go against the consolidation of their assets. They claimed that the Empire was trying to monopolize the Bacta for profit. Reminded of his father, Patrick would go out of his way to contact him to see how he's doing. His father Brynden was an owner of a Bacta refining plant, Patrick's loyalties will be determined by the actions of his father whether to let the Imperials seize the business or not.
(INTERMISSION)
Authenticated as "P. Mueirech"...
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Entering Live Transmission. Stand-By.
Connected to "B.Mueirech"
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(OPERATIONS) cont...
There were times where Stormtroopers would accompany the raids and Imperial officers themselves taking charge of missions than the TSF chain of command. Patrick and the rest of TSF would answer directly to military officials. Shootouts, sting operations, and raids went on around the clock. The use of force was increasingly authorized as days pass by. There were times where key facilities such as power grids fell to the hands of terrorists. Patrick's division was tasked to retake these key facilities over at Thyferra. The operation itself was purely a military one. Under the command of an Imperial Army lieutenant, TSF acted as a support unit for the main Imperial Army detachment. The terrorists were dug in, they fortified their position in the power grids. Firefights ensued to no end that took hours.
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Corridor after corridor of heavy resistance, the Security force and the Stormtroopers swept through every corner of any room. Losses were accounted for and the support role of TSF slowly diminished as this ferocity of fighting was not like any the officers encountered before. The seasoned Stormtroopers endured it all, the psychological trauma and physiological stress of warfare are not new to them. Patrick himself was shocked at the unyielding effort the terrorists. The presiding intelligence deduced that the terrorists themselves are no ordinary anarchists, they are trained soldiers that are willing to fight to the bitter ends just to advance their cause.
Invasion of Thyferra
Concurrent with Thyferra Campaign
It was as expected. The rebels launched an attack on Thyferra in order to take the planet. The active turmoil that was happening to the planet was taken advantaged of. The Imperial fleet engaged the rebel fleet above orbit holding the lines to prevent any ground assaults. Despite their efforts, rebel soldiers broke through the planet defenses and took the fighting to ground. The onslaught was aggressive and negligent of civilian lives. Rebel soldiers carved through districts and cities killing everyone in their path. The Imperial Army held their ground valiantly against the invaders. The Thyferran Security Force mobilized all units to assist in the atrocious urban warfare and the evacuation of civilians. Patrick Mueirech saw the heaviest of fighting in the conflict. The affluent cities were besieged and bombed. Artillery fire from both sides tore the land apart. The explosions shook the ground and ash clouded the air. It was a catastrophic hell to fight in. The desperation of people grew as they turn to disorder. The streets ran rampant of crime and looting, they were not much of a help. The peacekeeping force was stretched to enforce the law in Thyferra. Most were diverted to the defense of the planet, to fight alongside the Imperial Army. The civilians suffered the worse of it all. Safety was nowhere to be found. Evacuation centers turned into targets for the rebels. The constant relocation of the masses was difficult enough to control. Buildings came crashing down as firefights in the streets occurred. Supplies were low and food and medicine became scarce. War was as terrible as it ever will be.
To the bitter ends the Stormtroopers fought for. Not to the last shot, no. But to the last man. The battle hardened warriors clad in white plastoid fought rigorously to the point where some of them are willing to die to take several others with them when called for. The TSF was not as tough as the Imperial Army soldiers. They specialized in peacekeeping, law enforcement and quelling crime. Fighting wars was never expected from them. Most can hardly stomach the trauma of war and deserted. The others would sit hopeless and in despair, shocked at the hell that enveloped Thyferra. Officer Mueirech of the TSF had to contend with the war. It's him, three SWAT members and one patrolman. The Galactic Empire planned to entrench themselves in the city, to establish battle lines to withstand the invading force. They expected the rebels to go easy on property damage, having them to storm in the city without shelling the place. The rebel motives were not as anticipated. Without regard for bystander casualties, they bombed the place to the ground. It became clear to Patrick that these rebels intend to raze Thyferra to the ground.
(AN UNLIKELY SQUAD)
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All around, chaos struck the city. Units scattered and defenses collapsed. In Patrick's unit, only four of them stuck together. They barely knew each other and they really ought to rely on each other to survive the pandemonium. By the time, Patrick had earned rank and merit serving in the TSF. The other two Thyferrans with him were junior SWAT operatives going by the rank of Private First Class Reeda and Corporal Dorwen. The other one being a lone patrolman Meyhyew of the rank of police officer. "Sergeant Mueirech" the three of them called to Patrick. The four of them walked in the ruins of the city, still set ablaze and ash falling from the sky. High above them the sky turned to a red-flame colour. Civilians scattered and screams can be heard at a distant. The zone of battle grew around them. Hostile forces at every turn and every block. The squad had to cling to actions mimicking sewer rats evading every enemy patrolling force rummaging the rubble for any survivors to execute or take prisoner. Enemy sniper teams picked up their trail anyhow and shot at the team. The first shot took out Officer Meyhyew who caught the air of the blaster rifle shot and dashed to keep Corporal Dorwen down. His sacrifice allowed the group to keep in cover and attempted to hold their ground. Seeing as the decision was unlikely to improve their situation, they had to run and gun as they moved from cover to cover avoiding sniper fire. Shot after shot from the snipers simulated a rain of fire from above. At any rate, staying out in the open for too long will result in their deaths. In one ditch effort to escape from sniper fire, they went prone and dug the dirt with their bare hands to crawl away from their compromised position. It was then decided that a direct confrontation with the enemy was a more viable option to survive. In war, survival was one's individual responsibility. Ammunition of the squad was low and nearly depleted. Shots have to be managed and the primary objective besides surviving the invasion was to find a way out of the city and rally any survivors be it TSF, Imperials or any civilians. Cutting through an alleyway finally out of enemy sights, they were met by an ambush. The ambush would seem fatal to any unsuspecting yet they did not die to it. It was set up by two Imperial Army Stormtroopers who are now fighting for their life as well out of the mess. The Imperials are a welcome relief to the small squad of officers. The soldiers are Staff Sergeant Jamerson and Corporal Inigo. The Stormtroopers are themselves low on ammo and suggested to regroup at the TSF armoury in their barracks to resupply themselves with ammunition,medical kits and hopefully reestablish communications with other friendly units in the vicinity. The Imperial troopers scrounged for any ordnance, so with what they have, they equally distributed their weapons and ammo to further bolster the group's fighting capability should the need arise. They reevaluated their route and trekked on further into the ruined city's government quarter in hopes of fulfilling their mutual goal.
(GEARING UP)
For the most part, the world around Patrick burned. Riots are one thing. War zones are another, a whole another world for Patrick that was, and for everyone else within the force. Units scattered amidst the destructive chaos. War loomed in the suburbs and in the cities. Patrick saw skyscrapers fall into rubble, collapsing everything beneath it. Communications are almost always unclear and cutoff from any comlink chatter. The city was now a free for all. Rain would pour sometimes, covering the ruins wet and the streets muddied by powdered duracrete. The flames that engulf the city still burned. Not even the rain was capable of extinguishing the strong flames. The sound of thunder accompanied by the casual rain gave an eerie feeling at night. Patrick's unorthodox group gave them no choice but to stick with each other. It's them and the world now. In any effort to establish a rally point, they continued as planned to head for the TSF barracks. Prior to that, Patrick's SWAT team was tasked to extract civilians to designated safe zones. Concurrently with Patrick's unit assigments, the main Imperial force fought the rebels in the main plaza square of the city. A wide open public square now turned into a battleground. The beauty of the place died as blood flowed through and into the soil and bodies piled into mass graves. The Imperial lines broke when Y-Wings constantly carpet bombed the field to desolation, going as far as risking the lives of their men in the process.
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Regiments were split up and communications went down. Presently, Patrick and his team made their way to the barracks on foot. Establishments crumbled as they passed through the city streets. Walking in a war torn urban sprawl was not exactly the kind of adventure Patrick had in mind. Movement around these parts turned to door-to-door. At this point, survival was priority. Snipers nested on top of the destroyed buildings in hopes to pick off any stragglers. It does not matter now whether the snipers are with the Empire or the rebels. They only aim to survive for now. In the barracks, the TSF SWAT operatives and Stormtroopers split into pairs to search the place. The Stormtrooper Staff Sergeant elected to look for the control room while the rest explored the haunted-looking compound. Mueirech and Corporal Dorwen made their way to the medical wing while PFC Reeda and Corporal Inigo went for the armory. The place was evacuated long ago. It suffered structural damage from the shelling as evident of artillery shrapnel piercing the walls. There were no signs of people's presence in the area. It's either a ghost building or the place is under surveillance. Mueirech and his pair reached the medical wing to find untouched medical crates which are oddly suspicious. PFC Reeda and CPL Inigo found several blaster packs and a handful of anti-tank grenades. Other than that, the armory contained nothing else but tactical helmets and a stun batons. Staff Sergeant Jamerson found the communication centre and immediately worked on reestablishing communications to certain frequencies. Power to the building was conveniently intact as the generator was well placed indoors and was powered by it's own reserve battery. Short range communications are only and are well within hidden frequencies with encrypted messages. The Staff Sergeant created a rally point to bring any survivors to the TSF Barracks. Sgt. Mueirech and co. had returned with medical supplies and ammunition for the team. Now that coms are at least active and their objective done, it's all in the matter of securing a transport out of the city.
(BEACON IN THE SMOLDERING JEWEL)
- "At least we'd die fighting to keep this beacon alive."
- "A beacon.. a beacon in the smoldering jewel."
- — CPL Dorwen and SGT Mueirech exchanging dialogue preparing for their last stand.
Communications have been established. Different emergency frequencies cluttered the console terminals all evacuating noncombat personnel. Any other military channels are all silent except for a reroute signal to pull all troopers out of the planet. The barracks did not have a working vehicle and the nearest spaceport was about 13 kilometers in the inner city. Rebel star fighters roam the skies. Gunships with spotlights maintain a search for any survivors to take prisoner or to exterminate. The squad's best bet was to secure a ground transport then head out for the city outskirts to find a way out Thyferra. Food and water are close to depletion as the days pass. Rationing their provisions was something the officers were not trained on. The two Stormtroopers had no problems not eating for days as they so insisted. Their firepower was never an issue, the barracks had sufficient heavy weapons and ammunition to possibly hold out until their ride arrives. With that thought in mind, everyone reluctantly agreed to create an encrypted rally point for any surviving military personnel to regroup at the barracks. Everyone got to work fortifying the place with anything they have. Chances are the rebels will discover the said signal. Hostile confrontation was highly probable since they will investigate the source of the transmission.
(BATAILLE DÉCISIVE)
TSF Barracks garrisoned by both early Imperial soldiers and TSF personnel alike (circa Year 4)
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0 minutes after the signal's broadcast:
All points of entry have been reinforced. The squad made themselves sparse in order to cover all vantage points. Those that are friendly, they are given the opportunity to hail the guard tower to gain entry into the courtyard gate. Stormtrooper Inigo will be charged with the gate controls with PFC Reeda. SGT Mueirech and CPL Dorwen will defend the rear complex while Stormtrooper SSGT Jamerson will man the E-Web Heavy Blaster turret overlooking the courtyard.
10 minutes after the signal's broadcast:
Two TSF guards showed up to seek refuge. They were brought in and were immediately given weapons and ammo to help defend the barracks.
15 minutes after the signal's broadcast:
They were met by a squad of rebel soldiers who may have traced the signal. Unbeknownst to the rebels, the barracks are currently occupied so they tried to force their way only to be torn to shreds by blaster fire thanks to Jamerson manning the turret. The sound of blaster fire remains in ambiance throughout the city. Therefore not giving away their position. The rebels are likely to send another band of soldiers to investigate their patrol's disappearance.
20 minutes after the signal's broadcast: INTERMISSION
Barracks defenders had their first meal ration
30 minutes after the signal's broadcast:
A large group of twelve TSF officers hailed the gate. Driven by joy, Inigo opened the entrance to allow then to enter. They now number up to nineteen survivors. Suddenly, a shot from the buildings across the barracks hit two of the twelve entering officers. Only ten made it in and immediately rushed to cover. Armed with blaster pistols and carbines, they rushed to attend to the defense of the place. The rebels caught on to their last Imperial bastion and started to retaliate at the rebels. Red blaster bolts flew over the walls and hit the gate. The gate will not hold out for too long as the barrage of blasters keep up. Reeda and Inigo set up sniper positions to counter the rebel force. They counted their shots as each pierced into a rebel's body. Jamerson set up his turret to suppress the attacking force. The suppression gunned down almost a platoon's worth of soldiers.
35 minutes after the signal's broadcast:
Rebel forces are increasingly present. Reinforcements from nearby patrols have converged outside the walls. Reeda and Inigo and a few volunteers are fending off the rebels outside the walls. Gunships hover above barracks to provide air to surface fire. The outer defenses of the barracks are about to break if the rebels keep the pressure up. The ever increasing small arms fire will force the defenders to retreat within the compound. The group scored a number of kills on the rebel side as they got surrounded. The wounded toll on the TSF was up to four injured yet still capable of fighting, including Mueirech himself who guards the rear of the base.
1 hour after the signal's broadcast:
The siege continues as blaster packs deplete from use. Bodies of rebel soldiers pile up as they try their best to break through the lines. Bombing runs on the area would be danger close and nonviable for the rebels since they wanted to capture the base of operations. About an hour into the siege, rebel armoured tanks arrived to provide cover for the attacking force. At the moment's notice of seeing the heavy vehicles, the gate and tower defenders evacuated the ramparts heading inside the compound. The tanks fired at the gates to make a breech into the barracks. The destruction of the gate and the towers killed the Stormtrooper Inigo, PFC Reeda and three TSF patrolmen. The outer defenses were lost and the rebel soldiers stormed through the broken entrance to quell any remaining resistance. Down to fourteen people, they pulled everyone from the outside into the interior of the barracks. Stormtrooper Jamerson abandoned his turret post and made his way to a terminal to initiate a lockdown protocol sealing all points of entry from any outside invader. Now trapped and surrounded, their only hope of survival rests solely on those that will answer their distress signal. Patrick who was in deep thought throughout the lockdown procedures conveyed with all survivors to discuss an important matter. SGT Mueirech began explaining how the rebels might use their tanks to destroy the communications array on top of the base to stop the signal from emitting. Their arsenal now consists of mines, scarcely used blaster packs and a couple of rocket launchers. With initiative, Stormtrooper SSGT Jamerson solemnly proposed a plan that will eliminate the tanks. The rocket launchers they have are enough to destroy two tanks out of the several that are outside. In a bid of all or nothing, Mueirech volunteered to rush outside with the rockets to eliminate the tanks. CPL Dorwen followed Mueirech's lead and volunteered to go outside to carry out the near-impossible task. Stormtrooper Jamerson, lamenting his fellow Stormtrooper, Inigo, wished that he wanted to go out taking as many rebels down with him. "In service to the Empire! In service to the Emperor!" he let out a war cry. The rest cheered and agreed to participate in the risky undertaking at the soonest possible time. Jamerson and a handful of TSF will rush out to provide covering fire for SWAT members Mueirech and Dorwen as they head out last with the rocket launchers.
2 hours after the signal's broadcast:
Jamerson and a handful of TSF will rush out to provide covering fire for SWAT members Mueirech and Dorwen as they head out last with the rocket launchers. The time of the day is 01923 and the activity outside was quite low. The squad lined up by the rear entrance of the base to exit from there. Upon exiting, they had the element of surprise on their side until a constant patrol spotted them and fired at them. Jamerson took a hit on the shoulder and kept fighting. They had to fight through the amassing number of rebel soldiers to get their sights on the tanks. Two TSF patrolmen died as they failed to reach cover in time. Blaster fire was getting intense that no cover would be sufficient if they stayed longer outside. The bleeding Stormtrooper yelled for Mueirech and Dorwen to move up and aim at the tanks before they could man its cannons. Without any delay, Dorwen fired the first shot and destroyed a tank. Second was Mueirech who fired the rocket launcher prematurely with no lock-on the tank. The missiles hit one of the tanks' rear body only disabling its movement yet not its weapon system. Mueirech and Dorwen retreated back inside to settle with their half-successful task of ridding the rebel tanks. Mueirech held the door for as long as he could until Jamerson and an unnamed TSF officer head back inside. The TSF officers was shot in the back but made it in. Jamerson got shot in the leg paralyzing him. Seeing the unlikeliness of staying alive, Jamerson shouted at Mueirech to close the blast doors. The Stormtrooper's last ditch effort of life was spent gunning down rebels left and right. He had taken the explosive mines from the barrack's ordnance and primed it to be makeshift grenades. He threw the explosives at the enemy position eliminating several at will while incapacitating the great many. The Stormtrooper finally was riddled with blaster shots from all sides until he drew his last breath collapsing to the dirt. Mueirech looked in grief at the demise of his compatriot.
Outskirt Guerilla: Code Iserlohn
Rebuild of Thyferra
You May (Not) Retire
Mueirech the Imperial
Mueirech: Death & Rebirth
You Are (Not) Alone
Leanings to COMPNOR
Enlightenment, Truth, and Vigilance
Service Record
Imperial Ranks
| Grade | Insignia | Rank | Time In Grade |
|---|---|---|---|
| [O-4] |  |
Major | Year 19 Day 248 - Year 19 Day 281 |
| [C-1] |  |
Brigadier General | Year 19 Day 281 - CURRENT |
| Grade | Insignia | Rank | Time In Grade |
| [C-4] |  |
Secretary | Year 20 Day 20 - CURRENT |
Qualifications
Awards
Imperial Ribbon Rack
| Ribbon | Name | Date Awarded | Awarded by |
|---|---|---|---|
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Imperial Academy Basic Graduate (IABG) | Year 19 Day 248 | Academy Commandant Arya Solus |
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Imperial Service Medal (ISM-1) | Year 19 Day 248 | Chief Elaine von Veritrax |
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Letter of Commendation (LOC) | Year 19 Day 254 | LGEN Nathaniel Durane |
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Letter of Commendation x2 (LOCx2) | Year 19 Day 254 | LGEN Nathaniel Durane |
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Mentioned in Dispatches (MID) | Year 19 Day 254 | LGEN Nathaniel Durane |
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Prisoner of War (POW) | Year 19 Day 266 | LGEN Nathaniel Durane |
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Imperial Literacy Award (ILA) | Year 20 Day 18 | Minister Elaine von Veritrax |
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Imperial Activity Medal (IAM) | Year 20 Day 20 | Grand Vizier Jai Meridan |
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COMPNOR Member Medal (CMM) | Year 20 Day 20 | Grand Vizier Jai Meridan |
Offices Held
Current Positions
| 3rd Brigade Commanding Officer | ||
| Preceded By: Vidar Sicarius |
Patrick Mueirech Year 19 Day 281 - CURRENT |
Succeeded By: Incumbent |
| Director of Imperial Information Service | ||
| Preceded By: Elaine von Veritrax |
Patrick Mueirech Year 20 Day 20 - CURRENT |
Succeeded By: Incumbent |
Previous Positions
| 3rd Brigade Executive Officer | ||
| Preceded By: Ron Mueirech |
Patrick Mueirech Year 19 Day 248 - Year 19 Day 281 |
Succeeded By: Drake Tovar |
| Imperial Information Service Writer | ||
| Preceded By: N/A |
Patrick Mueirech Year 19 Day 248 - Year 20 Day 20 |
Succeeded By: N/A |
