Chancellor Emerita / Advisor of State
Escort: 78th Company of the Galactic Alliance Marines
Objective: Achieve lasting peace on Thracior
Theme: Dominion Over Thracior
Focus: Auteme ll Astraea Tagge ll Zahara Myneto ll Aston Jacobs
The elder noted the two dark hooded figures who joined Yug'Dab in the tent. Adhira had been accompanied only by
Auteme
, a few nameless diplomats, and two marine soldiers from the contingent. The rest of her escort remained outside. The presence of the two cloaked women was confirmation enough that something not quite right was afoot on Thracior. The Alliance had received intel that a tribe of witches had been responsible for the crippling illness that had befallen Iola Ecin, the previous warlord of the Tantt. However, it was not until a marine discreetly leaned forward and whispered confirmation in her ear that the Senator knew for certain.
She smiled politely at Auteme and held out her hand for the datapad that contained the terms of the "treaty agreement" she and the Alliance had drawn up for the Tantt and Hsni tribes. "Chieftainess Ydal... Warlord Yug'Dab... on behalf of the Alliance, I thank you both for agreeing to meet here today in the interest of peace," she began, pretending to read from the pad, "as mediators of this... difficult situation, we have outlined a few terms that we believe are necessary for putting the tensions on the planet to rest."
While Ydal seemed pleased at the opening statement, Yug'Dab shifted uncomfortably in his seat while his witches shifted behind him. Adhira noted the tension from the Tantt side of the large hut before proceeding.
"Esteemed Warlord, Yug'Dab... will be given dominion over Thracior,"
She began, to the audible surprise of everyone in the room.
"Provided he severs ties with the Witches of Thracior and restores Iola Ecin to her rightful place as leader of the Tannt." Her dark eyes had a coldness in them when her gaze fell on the warlord. The Hsni representatives jumped to their feet, seemingly more outraged at the allegation of witchcraft than the imaginary terms of the treaty. Yug'Dab, on the other hand, had a mixture of delight and horror on his face that could only be described as 'waaaaaaah.' He seemed to struggle for a moment, but when it looked like he was going to speak, an arc of green lightning paralyzed the lanky figure and gripped hold of almost everyone else in the room.
The two witches had uncloaked their pale bald heads and were screeching horribly as they electrocuted the interlopers. Adhira forced Auteme's head under the table and followed quickly after her while the marines and other diplomats along with the Hsni were hit with the full power of the lightning.
"Get the KARK in here, Lieutenant!" Adhira wheezed into her comm.