Jorus Merrill
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[member="Calina Ovmar"]
"Folks, I think we're about to reach Nibelungen. Prep for a warm welcome."
They all had history in this system, grim history. They'd run an insurgency against a rogue Jedi dystopia, then squared off against its conquerors - the Ancient Eye - in a gigantic mess featuring ships from all over the galaxy. Jorus Q. Merrill and associates were not, repeat not, welcome in the Nibelungen system. Jorus turned to the camera.
"There's some past here you should know about, Kryze. I'll send you the file. Bottom line, we hit the Nibelungen system, we'll get scorched and it'll be a fairly serious diplomatic thing. We're not welcome here."
The D'Lessio hit realspace, and sensors tracked the Sith infiltrator making its way toward the safety of the ecumenopolis.
"This is Sith-aligned territory. Ancient Eye conquered it a little while ago. Sticking around just long enough to see-"
Shields dropped by seventy percent, a long-range strike from system defense forces.
"-yeah, we're leaving. Sending you the total package now, Kryze. Call me if you want to talk it through."
The D'Lessio hit hyperspace again, back along the Triellus, back toward home. A home that felt decidedly less safe these days.
"Folks, I think we're about to reach Nibelungen. Prep for a warm welcome."
They all had history in this system, grim history. They'd run an insurgency against a rogue Jedi dystopia, then squared off against its conquerors - the Ancient Eye - in a gigantic mess featuring ships from all over the galaxy. Jorus Q. Merrill and associates were not, repeat not, welcome in the Nibelungen system. Jorus turned to the camera.
"There's some past here you should know about, Kryze. I'll send you the file. Bottom line, we hit the Nibelungen system, we'll get scorched and it'll be a fairly serious diplomatic thing. We're not welcome here."
The D'Lessio hit realspace, and sensors tracked the Sith infiltrator making its way toward the safety of the ecumenopolis.
"This is Sith-aligned territory. Ancient Eye conquered it a little while ago. Sticking around just long enough to see-"
Shields dropped by seventy percent, a long-range strike from system defense forces.
"-yeah, we're leaving. Sending you the total package now, Kryze. Call me if you want to talk it through."
The D'Lessio hit hyperspace again, back along the Triellus, back toward home. A home that felt decidedly less safe these days.