Zeradias Mant
Democracy Dies in Darkness
It'd been several weeks since Zeradias had been in Galatine. The last time was probably before his abdication as Vice Regent and resignation of his commission. However, he'd still retained his noble title, which still held some local sway, but little beyond that. For that, he was happy. It gave him an excuse to visit not just Arondight, but also those of House Baelor and the Iron Empire he worked with so closely. He wasn't entirely innocent though - he had rather sneakily made off with the ISV Resolute, his flagship during his time with the Iron Imperial Navy. It was in that, he made his approach to Arondight.In the months that had passed, the Iron Empire had officially moved it's capital to the Arondight system. After years of maintaining an enormous presence on Csilla, they were finally able to draw down their presence and leave it to their Chiss partners. Zera's return to Iron Imperial space wasn't for pleasure though, but rather for business.
Upon exiting hyperspace, air traffic control would pick up their signature almost instantly. Whether they'd be alarmed or receptive, he didn't know. Only moments after, a voice would be patched through.
"Arondight Air Traffic Control, ISV Resolute.", the voice cackled through the radio.
"Lord Mant requests an audience with the Emperor. We'll stand by for instructions."
[member="Isamu Baelor"] | [member="Aster Rose Baelor"]
