Chiss Diplomacy (Invite from host only)

[Darth Rowe]

Location: Csilla, Imperial Outpost

Tag list
@Tsair’ra’Nuruodo
[member="Darth Necrin"]
[member="Darth Animus"]
[member="Arlen Rossi"]
[member="Darth Aegis"]

Outfit: Here

Csilla, the entire planet was a mimic of Both, snow and icy mountains everywhere. The planet was in Chiss space, recently taken over diplomatically by The Reconstituted Sith Empire better known as The Jen'ari Empire. The Jen'ari Emperor recently instituted the Ministry of Chiss to keep friendly relations between the Chiss and the Empire. Now Diplomatic talks were in full scale with Tsair’ra’Nuruodo to further advance the peace between the two factions. The Jen'ari Empire was growing and wasn't going to slow down or stop so it made sense to have these discussions of peace do both factions could Co exist in the same territory and grow and prosper. The Csilla Imperial military station is a disk shaped building carved into a mountain side with a long bridge extending out to a landing pad. Surrounded by ice mountains made the place difficult to find without the correct coordinates. A gentle snowfall had befallen the area making the temperature drop. This was a cold place but a good place to have discreet meetings none the less. The Imperial outpost filled with Sith Imperial Troopers, Sith and Chiss alike. A lambda shuttle flew through the snowfall. The Lambda shuttle was pure black with The Jen'ari Empire Insignia on the front. It quickly landed on the landing pad. The Ramp lowered and out stepped Darth Rowe.

Rowe was wearing black pants with many zippers, chains, and straps bloused into her boots. Her top was a black corset over an awkwardly colored shirt, her hair messy but put up in a messy bun. Rowe strode across the bridge as the Lambda shuttle raised its ramp and took off for the hangar. Once inside the Building Rowe brushed off snowflakes and then walked into the meeting room and sat down awaiting for those that would be attending, she knew Tsair’ra’Nuruodo and the Jen'ari Dark Council would be here.

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[Tsair'ra'Nuruodo]

Tsair was not the type of man to leave Nirauan, things had grown more chaotic as more factions came to speak with the old Chiss man. Joys be to having a fine collection of booze to keep him from dying from stress, but, with this chaos Tsair had no come in person. Hologram had been how he had chosen to come speak to this fledgling power, a small contingent of the Empire of the Hand's troopers had come regardless: not too unlike the Imperial Stormtroopers of old, though wearing armor of a fine blue rather than a pure white, among other small details: Charrics over blasters, different visors, markings of vibrant red to denote rank.

The man sat at his desk on Nirauan, sectors away from the actual meeting: instead he had become a somewhat wavy light blue: Chiss were blue anyway, so how different could it be? The old Chiss's hands were clasped, resting on what was visible of his desk. He was stone faced, the Jen'ari would be...interesting. And as the Galaxy seemed to churn to face them, association could be as useful as it could be dangerous. But he could not lose site of the goal: halt the threats of the Unknown Regions, and he hoped these Dark Siders were not truly one of them.

"I apologize for my inability to be present, matters of Nirauan have been high recently. A vacation to Csilla was sadly not possible, but regardless: what have you all brought to propose?"

He was was stern, though he told only a half truth in his refusal to come to Csilla: more so it came from his history on the world, and being a defector to the Chiss Ascendancy.

[member="Darth Rowe"]

 

[Darth Rowe]

Location: Csilla, Imperial Outpost

Tag list
@Tsair’ra’Nuruodo
[member="Darth Necrin"]
[member="Darth Animus"]
[member="Arlen Rossi"]
[member="Darth Aegis"]

Outfit: Here

Darth Rowe would acknowledge the blue armored Stormtroopers. She would give them a respectful nod as they stood around the meeting room. Rowe sits down and places her arms on the table interlocking her fingers, a serious business look would flood her face as the hologram flickered to life. Once it was fully on, Tsair’ra’Nuruodo about not being able too be on Csilla for this due to other matters. It didn't bother her one bit, however she wasn't sure how the rest of the Dark Council felt or thought about it, but Rowe currently didn't care neither. Rowe cleared her throat nodding at the holograms words before beginning to speak herself.

That is perfectly alright sir, not a problem I fully understand handling issues elsewhere. I am Darth Rowe, a Dark Lord......Dark Lady of The Jen'ari Empire and a member of the Dark Council for the Empire. As you shall learn, The Jen'ari Empire is the Reconstituted Sith Empire from nearly 5,000 years ago under the Rule of Darth Vitiate, just this time minus the desire to wipe out the entire galaxy. It's now led by the Powerful Dark Lord Darth Vyrassu. The Empire is going to sweep over all of Chiss space. Chiss space in time will fully be under The Jen'ari Empire's control. We have established a ministry of the Chiss for ambassadors and peaceful relations with the Chiss. In regards to offering you, we can offer you a military to aid in many of your campaigns, I understand you have an army.

Darth Rowe looked around at the blue stormtroopers then speaks again.

But the more of a number count you have, the better a victory, or assistance you could have. We have numerous armies, we have an HK Assassin Droid army, Clone Army of Sith Troopers, standard Sith Troopers, Sith commandos, our highly lethal Nyeklas death squad, as well Imperial pilots and a rather large Sith Imperial Armada. This in no way is telling you what we have to threaten, but to merely offer assistance and keep the peace between the Empire and your hand. As well we can offer you custom weapons and armor distributed by the Sith Imperial Foundry. A massive factory that produces weapons, armor and ships at an extremely high rate of speed. We will even build you an Embassy headquarters on whatever planet you choose that is in our territory. Also like I said, if other factions want to attack you, we will have your back. All we ask in return, no hostile actions from you or your faction......ever no matter the situation unless we attack first, which won't happen.

Rowe finished speaking sits back and awaits a further response from either the Dark Council or from Tsair’ra’Nuruodo.

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[Tsair'ra'Nuruodo]

In truth, the old Chiss was unimpressed: but his face remained stoic. Seemed the brewing conflict within the Unknown Regions had become the main draw of the Empire of the Hand, alas, Tsair had already chosen his side in that coming battle. As unwise as it could prove to be: the sacrifices for the great goal.

"Oh, I am more than aware of who you are: few major shifts within the Unknown Regions happen without my knowing."

So it seemed, Empires dotted the Galaxy in an impressive number: time would only tell how many would stand the test of time, even Nirauan he knew would eventually come under that same test. But the measured, though albeit loud, voice of the Empire of the Hand's leader went off on another wordy sepal.

"Not quite an army, no. Direct military intervention is far from a wise action for those of our size: while your offer is indeed tempting, I cannot in good heart accept. I. of course, cannot deny one who wishes to help the goal of taming the Unknown Regions. But to come scampering to your aid is far outside the possibilities of the Hand."

Always did Tsair try to think out his words as carefully as possible, such was his nature, the success of such things though? Far from consistent.

[member="Darth Rowe"]

 

[Darth Necrin]

Csilla, the planet Necrin had called home in his youth. The place he had been born, and raised in his earliest years. he could still remember those years, after all this time. He hadn't visited this place very often after, but now he was here, on Csilla. And hopefully it would be the first of many. He was here with the Dark Council to have a meeting with [member="Tsair'ra'Nuruodo"], the leader of a faction the Jen'ari Empire tried to get a deal With. This leader was a chiss, as Necrin was, so he knew the meeting would be complicated. The chiss weren't known to be easy to Sway or convince.

This is what went through his head as he stepped out of the Shuttle that had brought him here. As he walked out, he felt the snowflakes fall on his face, and the Cold air. He enjoyed it. And the clothes he wore made it easier to feel the Cold. It was the clothes of a diplomat, except the lightsaber on his belt. A dark, formal jacket that ended right above his knees on the back, and a pair of evenly dark pants. He had also taken the Liberty of wearing several rings, showing his status.

He walked inside the building, and in the room where the Meeting was to be held. There were some troopers from the empire of this chiss, wearing the blue color that was common on a chiss on their armor. But the leader himself was not present, instead using a holo. This angered Necrin a little, though it did not surprise him. Neither did the excuse he used for not being there. But it was not the time to dwell on it now. Necrin made a slight bow to Tsair, sat down and spoke: "Greetings, Tsair'ra'Nuruodo. I am Jron'adak'tetti, Nadak to outsiders, known as Darth Necrin." He proceeded to lean backa little in the Chair, and listen to what Tsair and his fellow councilers had to say.

[member="Darth Rowe"] | [member="Darth Animus"] | [member="Arlen Rossi"] | [member="Darth Aegis"]