Above Taris...
In a contingent of Kro Var vessels, Royalty descends upon a small world within the surrounding territory of an Empire that dwarfed the small existence of the Kro Var Empire, exemplifying it's goals. It was here however, in search of a friend. Not particularly with the faction effected by this small voyage, but one far off in the distant horizon. A small jewel in the sky harboring friends of one similar to the one, that these strange, primitive peoples have come from. To Dathomir, they venture, but through three mighty Empires must they first, pass through.
The last mighty Empire, was a place both comforting to a degree, and threatening to the people of Kro Var. Like the Kro Var, these people had been, and still are mighty warriors, but these were of a greater empire, an empire of conquerors. Or at least they had been. Even still, Kro Var would be no match if the Mandalorians had ever seen them as a threat, and if they could reach them, they would surely wipe out Kro Var from the face of the galaxy. This made the Emperor Etarn very cautious about this place, weary that at any moment they may instead intend to strike them dead out of sheer boredom. It would most certainly be an opportune time for them, as without the Emperor, most likely the entire system would collapse in civil war once more.
Even more dangerous, he had decided to bring his daughter with him, the heir to the Empire. He had various other children that could fill in her role, should she parish with him, but this would be against everything he had ever dreamed of. He didn't dare however, to exclude the Throne to the next of kin to his daughter should he and she die, in his will, least they try to make an opportunity of it. But at any rate, the Emperor and his Princess had gone on a trek across the Galaxy to meet old friends of whom Kro Var had not yet met. He brought her along to teach her the game of politics and diplomacy, and little Ruye Etarn, is frustrated with her father, wanting no part in anything he has to do as Emperor.
Princess Ruye Etarn, for the last time before Dathomir, sat upon the bridge of the ship, seated next to the Great Throne of the Emperor Haru Etarn, the legendary Earth Shaper and Savior of Kro Var. The young 16 year old girl, twiddling her thumbs a bit beside her father, who more than usual, sat straight up, in absolute perfect posture. His face was sterner, and dead-serious. His beard was to a point, and his head gleaming slightly. His bright yellow robes were wrapped around him, with his hands in his large sleeves. She kept her head down and away from her father, as his slit for eyes glared through the planet before him. She had gone through this already with Omega Pyre, and the Republic, and both did not go exactly as planned, and she really didn't want to go through with it again. Like Corellia, they had arrived a bit delayed in their coming to Taris. A communications officer asked for the Emperor's message. Patching it through, the officer listened as his Emperor spoke.
"I am Emperor Haru Etarn, of the First Kro Var Empire. I come to this world, on the edge of your borders, to request passage through your territory, upon the route of this, 'Hydian Way'. I request to you, a proposition that may lead to further business and friendship, between Kro Var, and your vast and great Empire. To the benefit of us both, I ask that we may meet diplomatically, to allow us passage in the future, and other agreements that we may settle on. How do you respond, to our humble request?" Her father finished. Ruye kept quite and content this time. Soon, this trek through hell would be over. Then she would go home, where she would be kept safe and quite under the careful watch of her father.
In a contingent of Kro Var vessels, Royalty descends upon a small world within the surrounding territory of an Empire that dwarfed the small existence of the Kro Var Empire, exemplifying it's goals. It was here however, in search of a friend. Not particularly with the faction effected by this small voyage, but one far off in the distant horizon. A small jewel in the sky harboring friends of one similar to the one, that these strange, primitive peoples have come from. To Dathomir, they venture, but through three mighty Empires must they first, pass through.
The last mighty Empire, was a place both comforting to a degree, and threatening to the people of Kro Var. Like the Kro Var, these people had been, and still are mighty warriors, but these were of a greater empire, an empire of conquerors. Or at least they had been. Even still, Kro Var would be no match if the Mandalorians had ever seen them as a threat, and if they could reach them, they would surely wipe out Kro Var from the face of the galaxy. This made the Emperor Etarn very cautious about this place, weary that at any moment they may instead intend to strike them dead out of sheer boredom. It would most certainly be an opportune time for them, as without the Emperor, most likely the entire system would collapse in civil war once more.
Even more dangerous, he had decided to bring his daughter with him, the heir to the Empire. He had various other children that could fill in her role, should she parish with him, but this would be against everything he had ever dreamed of. He didn't dare however, to exclude the Throne to the next of kin to his daughter should he and she die, in his will, least they try to make an opportunity of it. But at any rate, the Emperor and his Princess had gone on a trek across the Galaxy to meet old friends of whom Kro Var had not yet met. He brought her along to teach her the game of politics and diplomacy, and little Ruye Etarn, is frustrated with her father, wanting no part in anything he has to do as Emperor.
Princess Ruye Etarn, for the last time before Dathomir, sat upon the bridge of the ship, seated next to the Great Throne of the Emperor Haru Etarn, the legendary Earth Shaper and Savior of Kro Var. The young 16 year old girl, twiddling her thumbs a bit beside her father, who more than usual, sat straight up, in absolute perfect posture. His face was sterner, and dead-serious. His beard was to a point, and his head gleaming slightly. His bright yellow robes were wrapped around him, with his hands in his large sleeves. She kept her head down and away from her father, as his slit for eyes glared through the planet before him. She had gone through this already with Omega Pyre, and the Republic, and both did not go exactly as planned, and she really didn't want to go through with it again. Like Corellia, they had arrived a bit delayed in their coming to Taris. A communications officer asked for the Emperor's message. Patching it through, the officer listened as his Emperor spoke.
"I am Emperor Haru Etarn, of the First Kro Var Empire. I come to this world, on the edge of your borders, to request passage through your territory, upon the route of this, 'Hydian Way'. I request to you, a proposition that may lead to further business and friendship, between Kro Var, and your vast and great Empire. To the benefit of us both, I ask that we may meet diplomatically, to allow us passage in the future, and other agreements that we may settle on. How do you respond, to our humble request?" Her father finished. Ruye kept quite and content this time. Soon, this trek through hell would be over. Then she would go home, where she would be kept safe and quite under the careful watch of her father.
