D O M I N U S
The Arbiter, Voss Orbit
Up until recent history, the Confederacy of Independent Systems had no knowledge of a new presence on the world Voss. In fact, the world did not stand out at all until said information came into their possession. However, upon learning that the Order of Silver Jedi came to occupy the world as their home, the nation thought it proper to reach out and extend the hand of friendship. After all, the era was one of war; and friends were few and far between in the Galaxy of late. With the heart of civilization under Sith occupation and the warriors of the west declaring war against the Republic, the time to prepare was at nigh...not for war, but for survival. To this end, the depths of hyperspace gave way as a single vessel slid through its expanse. 'Twas a single, Viceroy-class Star Yacht whose heading was towards the world of Voss. Swiftly descending, it promptly penetrated the upper atmosphere of the world and began its descent to the surface. Within this simple, diplomatic vessel was the Viceroy of Krant himself: Isley Verd.
Typically, the man would be garbed from head to toe in his Taozin Beskar'gam; but for this day he was dressed most appropriately. Consisting of a suit of Executive-class Formal Wear, coupled with a "Cater Coat", the Viceroy looked the part of a benevolent man with a political mind. What's more, through a touch of clouding, his signature in the Force was the definition of benign. Indeed, upon his shoulders were the desires of the Confederacy to forge a new bond with the Silver Jedi, and so he made it a personal mission to make sure this meeting went as smoothly and favorably as possible. Upon coming to a landing moments later, which sent a solid shudder throughout the ship, the sharply-dressed man made a prompt disembark. Long, confident strides bore him along the platform which slid out from the ship and touched down upon the earth. Awaiting him were a pair of individuals who, judging from their robes, were Jedi. Both regarded him with a respectful bow, which was promptly returned, before motioning for him to follow. At once, Isley complied and was promptly escorted through a tree-lined path which led to the Temple.
The escort did not conclude at the steps of the structure, however, and instead continued on to the interior. The two guided him throughout the marvelous interior until ascending a final flight of stairs. These led to the council chambers, where the Viceroy would have the distinct honor and privilege of meeting with the Silver Jedi's leadership. Upon reaching a pair of towering doors, the first of the two escorts stepped forward and pulled the right door open. "The Council will see you now, Viceroy." he said, regarding Isley with yet another nod. Once more, this gesture was returned and he calmly entered the chambers; taking his place at the center of the room. Then, in a display of tact, Isley bowed in greeting and introduced himself. "On behalf of the Confederacy of Independent Systems, I bid you greetings." he began, rising to his full height promptly. "My name is Isley Verd, Viceroy of Krant. I have come before you to express the Confederacy's desire to foster friendship with the Order of Silver Jedi in the form of an alliance. In this present era, where war is constant and allies are few, we would like to stand beside you as friends and brethren. Are you open to such a relationship?"
Now that the question was posed, 'twas only a matter of awaiting a response.
Up until recent history, the Confederacy of Independent Systems had no knowledge of a new presence on the world Voss. In fact, the world did not stand out at all until said information came into their possession. However, upon learning that the Order of Silver Jedi came to occupy the world as their home, the nation thought it proper to reach out and extend the hand of friendship. After all, the era was one of war; and friends were few and far between in the Galaxy of late. With the heart of civilization under Sith occupation and the warriors of the west declaring war against the Republic, the time to prepare was at nigh...not for war, but for survival. To this end, the depths of hyperspace gave way as a single vessel slid through its expanse. 'Twas a single, Viceroy-class Star Yacht whose heading was towards the world of Voss. Swiftly descending, it promptly penetrated the upper atmosphere of the world and began its descent to the surface. Within this simple, diplomatic vessel was the Viceroy of Krant himself: Isley Verd.
Typically, the man would be garbed from head to toe in his Taozin Beskar'gam; but for this day he was dressed most appropriately. Consisting of a suit of Executive-class Formal Wear, coupled with a "Cater Coat", the Viceroy looked the part of a benevolent man with a political mind. What's more, through a touch of clouding, his signature in the Force was the definition of benign. Indeed, upon his shoulders were the desires of the Confederacy to forge a new bond with the Silver Jedi, and so he made it a personal mission to make sure this meeting went as smoothly and favorably as possible. Upon coming to a landing moments later, which sent a solid shudder throughout the ship, the sharply-dressed man made a prompt disembark. Long, confident strides bore him along the platform which slid out from the ship and touched down upon the earth. Awaiting him were a pair of individuals who, judging from their robes, were Jedi. Both regarded him with a respectful bow, which was promptly returned, before motioning for him to follow. At once, Isley complied and was promptly escorted through a tree-lined path which led to the Temple.
The escort did not conclude at the steps of the structure, however, and instead continued on to the interior. The two guided him throughout the marvelous interior until ascending a final flight of stairs. These led to the council chambers, where the Viceroy would have the distinct honor and privilege of meeting with the Silver Jedi's leadership. Upon reaching a pair of towering doors, the first of the two escorts stepped forward and pulled the right door open. "The Council will see you now, Viceroy." he said, regarding Isley with yet another nod. Once more, this gesture was returned and he calmly entered the chambers; taking his place at the center of the room. Then, in a display of tact, Isley bowed in greeting and introduced himself. "On behalf of the Confederacy of Independent Systems, I bid you greetings." he began, rising to his full height promptly. "My name is Isley Verd, Viceroy of Krant. I have come before you to express the Confederacy's desire to foster friendship with the Order of Silver Jedi in the form of an alliance. In this present era, where war is constant and allies are few, we would like to stand beside you as friends and brethren. Are you open to such a relationship?"
Now that the question was posed, 'twas only a matter of awaiting a response.
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[member="Sochi Ru"]
[member="Rasu Gan"]
[member="Leori Sheltrak"]
[member="Aika Kawakami"]