Heart of Democracy (Commenor Dominion of the Yutan Hex)

[Kay-Larr]

Location: Yutan
Objective: Gain Diplomatic ties with Yutan
Allies: [member="Harvey"], Elsa, [member="Rex Cruger"] and [member="Farlon Orbit"]
Enemies: None yet
Unknown: [member="Viktor Alexander"]
Post: 4/50


Kay bowed her head as Viktor greeted them in turn. She walked alongside him as he indicated that the others were waiting for them. Good. It was better to get things underway, rather than beat around the bush in an endless cycle of compliments. "I'd love to have some Sapir tea later, if the talks go on for a while. But if there is none of that type available, then any other type of tea will do, Viktor." He wasn't a waiter, she knew that. But it was well known that she had a love of tea, an addiction actually.

Soon they were at the Capital building. She didn't hesitate as she walked inside, even though she had really wanted to. Yet most of her anxiety was released when she was pacing in her ship. It had been a while since she was in this building, back when it was the head of the Republic. There were a lot of memories here, mostly those that weren't so great. Already she could almost hear the ghostly echoes of arguments held in the Senate, when really there was only silence.

Once they were led inside to the cabinet hall with the dozen or so members of tje Yutan government, Kay flashed a smile and bowed her head. "Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen. I thank you for receiving us." With her hands folded in front of her, she took note of each of them. "I bring with me hope for a more prosperous future for Yutan and a stronger defence in case of more attacks by opposing forces. Through our own methods, we have secured peace among Commenor and it's nearest neighbours. Commenor has no enemies and with our help, Yutan will be the same." Already some of her people, like [member="Veiere Arenais"] , were already checking on the Jedi Temple to see what construction efforts were needed. Others were mapping an overview of the hardest hit areas and where help was needed most.

"Interested?"

 

[Kenrath]

Location: Yutan
Objective: Engage in talks with Commenori Delegation
Allies: Yutan people
Enemies: TBD
Unknown: [member="Lady Kay"] [member="Harvey"] [member="Rex Cruger"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]
Posts: 4/XX

Viktor nodded with a smile when she mentioned tea.

"I will make some inquiries your Majesty and see if we can accommodate."

The rest of the walk went by in relative silence. Once the got into the cabinet hall Viktor broke off for a brief moment to speak with one of the near by servants about Lady Kay's request. The members of the Yutani government present would stand briefly as Kay entered and retaking their seats as she spoke. Then he turned and moved over taking his seat by the Yutani members to hear Kay's opening remarks. Remarks that made him smile. He respected the measured but still firm stance the comments took from the get go.

Viktor and the others glanced briefly at each other before Viktor spoke.

"Please continue your Majesty. We are interested in not only what you hope to offer the Yutani people but what it is Commenor requests of us as well."

Viktor casually reached out grabbing a glass of water and taking a sip. Each person at the table had a glass in front of them should they chose to partake. It was not only polite but necessary in some times that created the need for extended back and forth conversation. Also in front of each member of the Yutani government was a folder with the various talking points in front of them. The same folder Viktor had been given when he was first summoned. While most of them had it open in front of them Viktor did not. He had memorized the important parts while waiting for the Commenori delegation to arrive and at this point in the talks would rather here them from Lady Kay herself than read them on a piece of paper.

 

[Thorald Magnusson]

Location: Yutan
Objective: Gain Diplomatic ties with Yutan
Allies: [member="Harvey"], Elsa, [member="Lady Kay"] and [member="Farlon Orbit"]
Enemies: None yet
Unknown: [member="Viktor Alexander"]
Post: 4/50

He listened closely as they walked following Kay closely as he took his strides his arms and legs in perfect harmony as he walked like a precision machine. As he walked he made eye on all of the guards and all security that he passed by if it happened to become important later. He liked to be safe and cautious especially when he was with Lady Kay, she naturally attracted danger. When she went on about tea he almost wanted to turn back around and fly all the way back to Commenor to get it for her, so she'd stop embarrassing herself.

Walking behind her as they made their way into the the building he could see that her reservations and anxiety about this had disappeared before then, this at least was a relief for him. The place was one of quiet, their footsteps echoing off the floor, his metal one most especially as they made twist and turns through the building towards the hall Kay would be making her speech to the government of Yutan. He knew she had worked here before she was made Queen so he was going to keep a closer eye on her then usual.

They finally made their way into the room which held about twelve or so members of the Yutan government and Kay was already on top of them with her introduction, when it come to diplomacy he always thought she should be called the Royal Rancor for how ferocious she seemed to be when she started talking to these people, she might not have been yelling or screaming, she actually held a very sweet tone but she was a relentless charmer of people. He thought he had known of the most influential person but Kay surpassed even his old friend at getting people to adore her, because she was a good person and used these skills of talking to get people to like her to provide a better way of life. She was a good personal with one evil skill.

Good thing she liked him.

 

[Harvey]

Location: Yutan
Objective: Gain Diplomatic ties with Yutan
Allies: [member="Lady Kay"] [member="Farlon Orbit"] [member="Rex Cruger"]
Enemies: None yet
Unknown: [member="Viktor Alexander"]
Post: 5/50

Harvey walked alongside Lady Kay, with Elsa in tow. He took note of the surroundings, mentally planning out an escape route and the quickest way back to the ship. While the probabilities of anything occurring were almost nonexistent, it never hurt to be cautious...

The android stood next to the Queen of Commenor as delegations began. He would pick up the glass of water before him and sip lightly. His body could consume, but he didn't want to intake too much. It was a hassle to remove all of the food and liquids, especially if it had been there for a couple of days. He would remain silent until told to speak, by either Kay or a member of the diplomatic party before him.

 

[Klesta]

Location: Tarhassan
Objective: Interstellar Getaway
Allies: Commenor
Post: 8/37

"Trian/Ventooine is fine and dandy, because of the thematic, but for each monthly issue, one needs at least 5-6 articles about a variety of destinations. Like Krant if one likes savannahs, Dubrillion if one is more about beaches, Tarhassan if one is more about restaurants..."

"And yet, in all that hubbub, one needs to pick one of those destinations for the headline: the headline is the main thing that will make a hardcopy edition sell"

"Here's the thing, Tiffany: you are in charge of the graphical content on top of the advertising"

"Let the head editor worry about the actual journalistic content"

That's a lot of journalistic responsibilities for someone with no experience of journalism and limited experience of advertising, indirect one at that. The only experience Tiffany can claim of advertising was to play a role in designing the ads for Klesta's Senate ecampaign. The rest of the staffers all have more journalistic experience than she does, even though some of those staffers have highly variable experience of the travel industry. Of course the head editor is going to be the one with the most journalistic experience, hired specifically because of his experience of the travel industry. The Verpine used to work for Hyperspace Traveler, and be responsible for one area of the content.

 

[WolfMortum]

Objective: The Jedi Temple of Yutan.
Location: Yutan, Jedi Temple.
Nearby: [member="Arisa Yune"], [member="Lynn Nantaris"]
Post Count: #4.

Veiere for a time awaited the response from [member="Count Marlow Venjuta"], yet after a time he began to wonder if the man wasn't having trouble of some nature and soon changed his frequency to the KingsGuard contacting his pilot Terrac and giving him instructions to forward his location on to his would-be partner in the affair. "Terrac, relay my position and notice through to Mr Marlowe. If he responds to your beacon, inform him that I've gone on ahead to ensure there are no surprises laying in wait...", honestly he expected none though it was more for the sake of his guest being comforted by their being more purpose behind Veiere's choice to continue on ahead that he made the request. From there he would begin to climb the eastern front, taking to the dirt path leading him to the base of the great steps of the Jedi Temple and pausing to gaze up ahead of his path to admire the age old structure in it's beauty. The stone monolith was a symbol to the Jedi Order's former complacency to live humble and without materialist priorities. Certainly they would have the necessary technologies within, yet always refraining from becoming lost within their own presence, Veiere could not help but look upon the place with a yearning for the old times to return.

"What memories have you hidden away my old friend..." He smiled to himself as he spoke gently upon the wind, taking his first step to begin the climb. Opening his mind to his surroundings that he might find comfort in the strengthened presence of the Force, the former Jedi home having embellished the forest in the sector with a remnant shadow of what they had once been, offering a kind of peace and harmonic feel to the scene that Veiere had for so long missed.

For the old man that he was these days, Veiere had struggled not to become stuck in his ways back when he had forced returned to the Galactic Republic. His opinions of the Jedi Order's change had rubbed many the wrong way and though he knew he had approached the ordeal in possibly an arrogant way of expressing his version of the truth, the loss of their traditions and former values surrounding the balance of the Force and virtue in how they represented themselves were not lost to him even today. He had come to admire a great many Jedi despite this, given the present day and his connections to the Silver Jedi Order, a place of semblance to the old way, his like of them encouraged by one [member="Coci Heavenshield"] and her Son having met him long before, within his near leave of Exile back on Alzoc Three. There were many regrets in the way things had moved on, some in not having been able to spend further time with these people that he had come to trust and confide in as fellow Jedi and beyond all things, the fact that the Order still remained separated by individual priorities and a stark contrast to one anothers workings. There was no doubt in his mind today that he would fail to convince the remaining organizations that fell under the Jedi banner to join with his wish to see the Order returned to his past ways, many had given up on believing such a thing was possible and even in his path, Veiere had lost complete faith in the Jedi for the longest of time upon seeing some of them murder others in cold blood, yet the Darkside of the Force held potential for all force users to fall into its lure and without trying to make a difference, what hope was there in dreams remaining exactly that, dreams with no subsistence nor effort in bringing into fruition.

He had thought this feeling had left him long ago, this strong calling to try to push the Order back to remember the past and to reflect upon its want for the future yet in each step came the reminder of his struggle back then, the doubt and the resistance from others that met with his arguing the merits of the Jedi Code, the need for separation between politics and the Order, the inevitable decline of the Republic and the Jedi being swallowed up within it if they were not to restrain themselves and seek to bury themselves within meditation, self-reflection and discipline within the path. Sadly, though he had hoped otherwise, his warning to them had become reality and they were left to spread to the other factions whilst the Republic fell into descent and tragedy. Veiere's life since those times had taken some wild turns, nothing alike the life he had expected to lead. Jumping from Commenor to the Silver Jedi Order for a time needing to seek guidance from the light in others and then finding himself in the north upon the world of Ession and once more back to Commenor now married to [member="Lady Kay"]; his dislike for politics had not left him and yet neither had it stopped him from being forever attached to the life in some way, shape or form. As King of Commenor, the amount of groaning he did behind the scenes to his loving wife was most frustrating, even today he preferred to leave the politics to her while he had come to focus on the Order of Commenor, they a neutral organization of Force Users that he had hoped he could find his place with...-Alas, nothing in all his time had felt to him like the path that the Force willed. Nothing had felt so ingrained within his heart and mind like the way of the Jedi Order once had nor the notion of what it could be once more, if a few only had the strength and persistence to seek to establish those age old traditions once again.

[member="Klesta"] | [member="Lauri Törni"] | [member="Benjamin Erinhart"] | [member="Ardgal Raxis"] | [member="Count Marlow Venjuta"] | [member="Darth Abyss"] | [member="Thraxis"] | [member="Lynn Nantaris"]​

[member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Rex Cruger"] | [member="Harvey"] | [member="Arisa Yune"] | [member="Viktor Alexander"] | [member="Yuroic Xeraic"] | [member="Dravis Rosilla"]​

 

[Darlyn Excron]

• Location: Sev Tok system, aboard the Bridge of the Queensguard
• Objective: Apprehend and Eradicate slave ring, uphold the law
• Allies: [member="Benjamin Erinhart"], Commenor, Allies to Commenor
• Enemies: Slavers, [member="Dravis Rosilla"], [member="Darth Abyss"], [member="Thraxis"]
• Post: 1

Sev Tok, Darlyn had never visited the system himself but he knew well enough the situation they were dealing with. Human trafficking. That alone wasn't entirely terrible, there were other reasons you might wish to transport someone under the table, hell much of what he did when he was a hunter could be considered as much. No, it was the addition of slavery that made this particular act distasteful, to say the very very least. It was for that reason, as well as [member="Lady Kay"] and her particular interest in the subject in particular, that drove him to commandeer a portion of the Commenori Navy to assist in shutting down the ring itself.

Down on the planet itself would be Mr. Erinhart, a former military man sent ahead to investigate the slave ring itself, and locate the main facility. He had faith the man would find something, and thus had taken the extra time to prepare the fleet for hyperspace. As he knew not the exact capabilities of the pirates and slavers, including if they had a navy of their own, he was taking no chances. While as custom said to keep the majority of the Commenor navy at home, he still would take a sizable force with him.

Namely, of course, their pride vessels. Though not unique, the Queensguard and the Receiver were the largest vessels in the navy, and even came with a trusted admiral and friend to [member="Veiere Arenais"]. An admiral who was more than generous enough to allow Darlyn to take the captain's seat of the Queensguard, even if his role in the military was more of a formality than anything else. Fully armored and equipped, the man looked more a lawman than a politician, even if his helmet rested beside him instead of on his head, under his wide brim hat.

Alongside the behemoths today were a section of the fleet, namely four Vigil heavy corvettes, two Kantos Class war frigates, and two Ardent fast frigates to act as support vessels. That left more than enough at home, though they could easily return should they need to. That all said, the ships were set to deploy well before they left their home system, to give Erinhart time to do his job. They just needed a location to deploy their troops, after all.

When finally they did enter the system, it felt like months had passed, and the system was quite the sight for sore eyes. Giving a small sigh, the red haired Minister turned his head to face Admiral Vikras Ansion with what seemed to be a tired, but genuine small smile. "Think we can handle a few pirates without blowing them to bits? As much fun as that sounds, we best make sure their ships are void of innocents first."

 

[Kay-Larr]

Location: Yutan
Objective: Gain Diplomatic ties with Yutan
Allies: [member="Harvey"], Elsa, [member="Rex Cruger"] and [member="Farlon Orbit"]
Enemies: None yet
Unknown: [member="Viktor Alexander"]
Post: 5/50

Kay had sat down at the table once the others had done so, crossing her feet at the ankles and tucking them under her feet. After her opening remarks, she picked up her glass of water and had a sip. She didn't plan on her tea arriving until later.

As the Yutani conversed with one another, she noticed the folders opened in front of them. Then Viktor caught her attention again when he spoke, asking the right sort of questions that she had expected. Afterall, this wasn't her first time being in these sorts of negotiations. But she had Harvey with her in case she wasn't doing well enough. Her mind wasn't quite what it used to be after her abduction. "What we have to offer you all is aid in all aspects of need. There are many buildings and homes still bearing signs of the attacks during the fall of the Republic. We can help in having them repaired and reconstructed, hiring those among Yutan whom are already employed in that sector and those that wish to be. Additional workers and engineers can be brought in from Commenor if and when they are needed. Furthermore we can help bring in more equipment as I can imagine that some of it was destroyed. We can help with education, offering scholarships for those unable to afford to attend. Commenor University has been one of the top universities in the Galaxy for centuries. And we can also add defence. We have a rather successful defence shield system surrounding my home planet and will soon have them implemented around all planets under our care. The Commenori forces stay home, but if our territory expands, so to does the homes in which they protect. Given our numerous allies spanning the Galaxy, the threat of being threatened with invasion is rather small. I'm sure that Yutan could benefit from that. But regardless, we would help to bolster your defence forces with those that wish to work in those fields. Medically, and foodwise, we can share our resources, with no tariffs and very low taxes." She picked up her water and had another sip. "What do we expect from Yutan? The same as we expect from ourselves. No underground market or sales of illegal goods. Provide livable wages so that no one is in poverty or is in destitute. It helps to lower crime. A portion of the tourism credits are all that I ask to help pay for what we provide. But as always, I'm open to negotiations." The Yutani government knew more of what they needed than Kay did. She glanced over to Harvey as if to ask if there was anything that she might of missed.

 

[Thorald Magnusson]

Location: Yutan
Objective: Gain Diplomatic ties with Yutan
Allies: [member="Harvey"], Elsa, [member="Lady Kay"] and [member="Farlon Orbit"]
Enemies: None yet
Unknown: [member="Viktor Alexander"]
Post: 5/50

As [member="Lady Kay"] made her way to sit down he followed her and stood behind her on the right side his eyes glancing over the dignitaries of the Yutan government and scanning them for threats before just standing there.

Then the speech began, and she was a talker, it started off with the points of rebuilding and construction for the buildings that had been destroyed or damaged during the fall of the Republic, personally he had offered to have a Force Ranger reunion to help the kids in need but Kay did not think it necessary. She probably thought it wasn't good to have her personal guard be known for being a Force Ranger when he was supposed to be a fearsome protector. To be honest he hated that time of his life where he had to stoop so low as to do that silly show, but a dogs gotta eat. He listened to Kay drone on finally just tuning her out as he thought about anything else then the topic at hand but still keeping his eyes open as he continued to scan the room. He looked at her glass and noticed it had water in it, good she could wait for her tea. She really needed to cut down on that tea or it would start to taste bland, or it'll go extinct, one or the other. He thought about his past, his fights against the dictatorship of his own land, his exile, his banishment by his best friend as a power play. His mind continued to drift to all of his adventures in the past, all the time he spent in exile, his time on force rangers, before he finally snapped back to it.

Kay had finished her statements on what Commenor could provide the Yutan government and its people. He shook his head as he came back to reality and scanned the room as the delegates scrambled to talk to one another about whatever it was they wanted to discuss, personally he thought she did well, for the first few minutes before he zoned out of her speech. She always did well though so he didn't have too much worry that she wouldn't provide a very good argument for the government to think about, he was more worried about them having a different agenda then Kay and the government of Commenor. He would not say it out loud but he didn't really trust the people in front of him, even if Kay did, they seemed too much like the average politicians.

 

[Harvey]

Location: Yutan
Objective: Gain Diplomatic ties with Yutan
Allies: [member="Lady Kay"] [member="Farlon Orbit"] [member="Rex Cruger"]
Enemies: None yet
Unknown: [member="Viktor Alexander"]
Post: 6/50

Harvey stood up after Kay looked at him to see if anything was amiss and spoke out to the Yutan government.

"Not to mention the construction of the Jedi Temple that the King of Commenor himself is assisting in as we speak. The influx of Jedi in the system can only be a boon towards Yutan's protection and peace. The benefits of this relationship are quite positive towards your citizens. It would be wise to consider Commenor an ally."

The android took his seat and spoke lowly to Lady Kay.

"Only a foolish organic would refuse this offer."

 

[Klesta]

Location: Tarhassan
Objective: Interstellar Getaway
Allies: Commenor
Post: 9/37

"One thing that would be helpful is to showcase over 4-6 pages the highlights of an obscure destination in each issue, like Vorzyd V, Cademimu and otherwise" the Verpine content manager told Klesta.

"Vorzyd V might be obscure but apart from possibly price, which is cheaper than Zeltros, it's pretty conventional for those seeking nightlife otherwise, and the same could be said of Cademimu as a beach destination, but pay close attention: usually one needs to plan a month before the high season of a particular planet"

With that said, the Verpine knew that magazines such as Hyperspace Traveler were often laden with both luxury and travel advertisements, sometimes full-page. Also, there are many, many different niches, and no single publication can possibly cover all of them in a single issue. The question becomes: which niches to exploit in any given month? Also, as anyone in the travel industry knows, some planet-specific niches are subject to the whims of seasons on a planet. The Verpine made a list of candidate destinations with the Jawa, and laid out the framework of the first issue, while Tiffany returned to the business of getting other parties to buy advertising space in it. All in all, it was a little hurried, but it was important to hit the road.

 

[Lynn Nantaris]

Location: Yutan Temple
Unknowns: [member="Lady Kay"] [member="Veiere Arenais"] [member="Yuroic Xeraic"] [member="Arisa Yune"]
Objective: Protect the Temple
3/50

Lynn merely stated in her hiding spot laying on top an old Piller with only half her face showing. The woman spoke looking for people. It was moments like these Lynn wished she was alone. Her Father's men were found out as they didn't have a suit that didn't give off magnetic signatures or such. Lynn was a empty whole in the Force at theoment, but she couldn't stay hidden for long, she was still young and learning.

Theen around them asked Lynn her orders, but Lynn didn't have any. She was still not sure the intentions here. She reached out with the Force tryna ng to sense the intentions, but the Grandmaster was not so easily read.

Lynn was about to join the Grandmaster and see firsthand why she was here when another person showed up. This one appeared to be a human male, possible 40s, but at this distance that could be wrong. His armour suggested wealth, royality, or an elite group of some sort.

At this point Lynn was becoming very unsure if the situation. She relied on the only thing she could rely on, the Force. She closed her eyes and fell into a quick meditation to seek the Force's guidance. As she did she felt what she would describe as a soft wind urging her forward. She took this as a sign that it was safe.

She stood up from her laying position to stand and looked at them before she hopped off the pillar. Before she touched the ground she shot a line back up to the pillar to slow her fall so she landed softly on the ground with no sound. She deactivated her stealth abilities and fame back into focus in the Force.

Looking between the two slowly, she didn't say a word. She felt silence was the best approach in this situation and also she was a little bit nerve as both these people had a stronger presence.

 

[Kenrath]

Location: Yutan
Objective: Engage in talks with Commenori Delegation
Allies: Yutan people
Enemies: TBD
Unknown: [member="Lady Kay"] [member="Harvey"] [member="Rex Cruger"] [member="Farlon Orbit"]
Posts: 5/XX

Viktor listened to what Kay had to say even going as far as to take a note or two as she spoke. When Harvey stood and spoke Viktor turned his full attention to the man. However Harvey's words regardless of intention had a very visceral effect on more than a few members of the Yutani government. One or two began to angrily mumble to each other. Another one or two while saying nothing and very obvious changes in their facial expressions. So much was the uproar that only Viktor seemed to notice what Harvey did as he sat down.

Sipping his water Viktor let the room settle back down before he offered a response.

"Your Majesty I would like to take the time to address each of the topics you brought up individually. Two things before we move on need to be covered immediately. The first being the Jedi Temple. As you can see it is a topic anchored in emotion."

Viktor paused.

"His Highness is free to explore what remains of the Temple at his own risk. However we ask that you respect the wishes of the Yutani people and it's representatives. At this time a final decision on the Temple has not reached a consensus and until then we ask that you respect the Sovereignty of the Yutani people and not commit to any construction efforts in regards to the Temple until it can be properly addressed."

Viktor took a few minutes to settle that topic settle before speaking again.

"The second being it seemed your associate had more left to say and I would to give him another minute to do so before we move on."

 

[Kay-Larr]

Location: Yutan
Objective: Gain Diplomatic ties with Yutan
Allies: [member="Harvey"], Elsa, [member="Rex Cruger"] and [member="Farlon Orbit"]
Enemies: None yet
Unknown: [member="Viktor Alexander"]
Post: 6/50

Kay's internal question of whether or not she forgot anything was soon answered as Harvey got up and spoke. Right. The Jedi Temple. That fell into the rebuilding efforts, yet it was special enough to be pointed out. What Harvey had said next however was something that was probably more suited for when they were in private.

Her attention went to Viktor and the Yutani while they reacted to what was said. The anger was evident. The effects of conflict still remained. She needed to quell that.

"I do apologize for I'm afraid that Harvey has mispoken. My husband is only venturing there to assess the damage. Being once a part of the Jedi Order and having served there during the days of the Republic, he is very interested in seeing the Temple restored. Your sovereignty will be kept intact and respected. Politics is not my husband's passion. He has no desire to rule, only to serve."

Now to address Viktor's second issue. She sipped her water and could only look to Harvey. To try to answer for him would only look like some attempt at a cover-up. Kay hoped that her advisor wouldn't put his foot in his mouth, or come up with something that could lessen the tension brewing in the meeting.

 

[WolfMortum]

Objective: Secure the Kurost Sector.
Location: The QueensGuard - Commenori Battlecruiser.
Nearby: [member="Darlyn Excron"]
Controlled NPC's: Grand Admiral, Vikras Ansion.
Post Count: #5.

Spoiler

Fleet:
1x The QueensGuard - Commenori Battlecruiser
1x Commenori Receiver - Super Carrier
4x Vigil heavy corvettes
2x Kantos Class war frigates
2x Ardent fast frigates

The Grand Admiral stood tall upon the bridge's observation post with his back to the blanket of stars passing by the head of the QueensGuard, his eyes upon the crew all working diligently to oversee the vessels operations. Among the cadets, ensigns, lieutenants and Commanders of the naval craft, Vikras stood at the height of the chain of command, responsible for all the lives of his people and the representation of the Commenori Navy itself. Born and raised upon the world of Commenor, his devotion to their people came by a great personal esteem in that his home-world had once been his top priority and their protection went further than simply duty. Back when the world of trade was but a single nation, his position in the navy was but a simple Captain. A Man who captained his own vessel, a feat in itself yet his journey to becoming the Grand Admiral had taken rather unorthodox turns alongside the Jedi Master and now King, Veiere Arenais.

Vikras had been there during the time where the Queen had gone missing, later to be discovered to having been abducted. Recruited then by Veiere Arenais to serve aboard the Chimaera, an Imperial StarDestroyer, the two had found themselves residing over the 501st Stormtrooper legion formerly of Sith affiliation in the North. With the legion, events led them somehow to wind up within the company of the Silver Jedi Order and the fleet for a short time served alongside the Jedi there. Veiere had been in doubt of himself and burdened by the loss of [member="Lady Kay"], yet there time would be cut abruptly short when the Queens arrival would be later announced following the death of the Elders and the sudden change to the worlds leadership moving away from the democratic body of Government to one of monarchistic leadership, to which Commenor remained today.

His time had become far busier these days, if you could believe such was possible. With Commenor extending their reach to other worlds, today was another one of those ventures that strayed away from his home-world and brought with it an opportunity for a change of the norm. "Report?" Vikras spoke aloud to his first mate aboard the vessel and second in command, Commander Gerald Hekharn, while the Admiral slowly made his way across the path separating to two forward operating stations lined with officers at their posts.

"The QueensGuard's position has been relayed to Sev Tok, Sir." the younger of the two spoke up, his chest decorated with his rank above the heart, a teal naval uniform fashioned in Commenori colors, matched with a curious beret atop his head, the only officer on board the vessel to get away with such a thing and only due to his rank above the others that Vikras allowed it, "Confirmation recieved, all's quiet for now Admiral".

Vikras nodded in acknowledgement, offering a brittle smile in confirmation before closer approaching that of [member="Darlyn Excron"] and dipping his head in a sideways nod to the Minister of Justice, the Admiral's aboard the QueensGuard and the head of their Justice Administration System. It was Darlyn who was responsible for overseeing all progress with regards to criminality and the mediation of the law within their territories. Here with Commenor extending their hand to the sector over, Darlyn was no doubt here to make an example of these Slavers and Traffickers in order to better encourage the people of Sev Tok that they were well in capable hands. No doubt such was the reason for the number of vessels they had brought with them.

"It would be in bad taste to judge our targets too hastily..." Vikras said with slight apprehension, smiling through it to Darlyn before turning to glance back across his crew with a sense of pride and confidence in their going about their duty, "Yet with the sizable the fleet we have brought with us, it would be fair to say I am confident. Intelligence suggests that these criminals are spread throughout the sector around Sev Tok preying on civilian craft and polluting the trade routes coming through here. As you've been given priority command here, Mr Excron, how would you care we proceed?".

[member="Klesta"] | [member="Lauri Törni"] | [member="Benjamin Erinhart"] | [member="Ardgal Raxis"] | [member="Count Marlow Venjuta"] | [member="Darth Abyss"] | [member="Thraxis"] | [member="Lynn Nantaris"]​

[member="Lady Kay"] | [member="Rex Cruger"] | [member="Harvey"] | [member="Arisa Yune"] | [member="Viktor Alexander"] | [member="Yuroic Xeraic"] | [member="Dravis Rosilla"]​

 

[Darth Abyss]

Location: Edge of the Sev Tok System, On Board of the Eldritch - Command Center
Objective: Souls, Swag and Booty
Allies: [member="Thraxis"] [member="Dravis Rosilla"] [member="Causstik Rahn"] [member="Veryiana Greivex"]
Enemies: Anyone in our Path (soon [member="Darlyn Excron"])

"Abyss our sensors have located a small band of ships that have entered the system."

On the various screens in the command center of Eldritch streams of data appeared, various scans of the ships that had entered the system. They couldn't use the full power of the ship's sensors without revealing their position to them, but they could get at least get a glimpse on their numbers and direction. Inside the hollow skull of the Mindeater a magnificent mind began to work at rapid speed, using both the sheer strength of his thoughts and the force to plan out their next move. Entering a direct engagement would be their certain death, they lacked both the firepower and the numbers to take on the whole gathering of Commenor ships. Instead they would rely on their greatest strength: Chaos.

"Wait for them to engage the Slaver Ships. Get the decoy missiles ready, I want them to divide their fleet once they are locked in combat. Glory you have the bridge."

Once the commands of the sith lord were passed on throughout the pirate vessel the crew began to work. Decoy missiles, commonly called trickster decoy, were small holographic devices with some sort of propulsion that could imitate various ships at least optical and transponder wise. They were quite useful to deceive enemy ships, either to run or to draw them out. While the ship got ready for a fight, the sith lord headed to the true heart of his cursed vessel, the ritual chamber. From there he could perform spells powerful enough to be used against entire ship crews if timed wisely. The eldritch husk reached for his pocket watch as he entered into the tainted room where he was greeted by his witches and warlocks thatr assisted him in casting his twisted magic.

"Nuyak Valia buti naile, mazo naile valia buti visa j'us ziur." ("My Will is fear, so fear will be all you see.")

As the echo of his otherworldly voice resounded through his chamber his arcane acolytes began to follow the chant, rhythmically repeating the phrase while a slave was playing along on a tribal looking drum. It took time to cast powerful spells, but right now they were still cloaked and hidden which offered the perfect opportunity to begin the ritual. After roughly four minutes the darkness would finally take form, summoning the illusion of a gigantic monstrosity that emerged from the depths of space and shroud the minds of his enemies in fear.

 

[WelshPsych]

Allies: [member="Veiere Arenais"] | [member="Arisa Yune"] | [member="Lynn Nantaris"]
Enemies: N/A
Posts: 2
Location: Yutan Temple

Yuroic listened as Arisa explained what happened to the temple. He could sense the pain that she was feeling, offering a reassuring squeeze as he placed a hand on her shoulder. He stared at the carbon scoring as she mentioned the use of psychometry, a skill he learned from Master Med-beq but a skill he was fearful of as it came close to breaking him when he first used it. Seeing the horrors, having the emotions flood through him and then deal with his own. It was so much pain and brought him close to wanting to slaughter the Sith entirely. He shook his head before he spoke.

No. No, seeing this, this is enough memory for me. I am sure that the Jedi here fought bravely, I wish that they didn't have to though. He spoke softly as his thumb rubbed against the scorching once more before he withdrew and looked around.

When he heard his Master speaking to someone out there, his hand moved to his lightsabers. Out of instinct more than he sensed trouble. He had been in too many battles and his senses were dulled to basic of fighting others. Diplomacy and talking had little use he found in battle, no matter how much he had tried at first. His first duel with a Sith Lord had him speaking as much as he was fighting.

However, because he sensed no direct threats and his trust for his Master was high. He removed his hand from his sabers and waited to see what his Master would do from here. He pulled the cowl of his hood from his face, showing that he was friendly and not a threat.

 

[Thraxis]

Location: Somewhere on the Eldritch
Objective: Yar Har fiddly dee. Be a Pirate.
Allies: [member="Darth Abyss"] | [member="Dravis Rosilla"] | [member="Causstik Rahn"] | [member="Veryiana Greivex"]
Enemies: Probably gonna be a few.
Loadout: Cruciatus Blade | Jack Knife | Phantasm Cloak | Tazi Executioner | Saber Vambrace | Thraxis Pistola

Post 2
The scamper and a crawl rumbled throughout the ship as something that sounded more akin to that of Lugubraa than that of sickened man banged and rattled through the vents, trailing his path and looking behind him as he watched through slitted slots the passerby's beneath him, pretending not to notice his less than subtle means of transportation.

"Hmmm.... This seems about right." He paused as he looked through slitted slots, a few soldiers gathered around as he tried with nary success to see what they had gathered for, instead, all that happened was attention drawn, the sound of Phrik scraping against the Durasteel vents. H paused before twisting some screws loose, the shaft swinging open as he dropped his head down, swinging and perusing throughout the area before seeing why they had gathered. He had found the boarding crew.

With a twist and a turn he slowly drew his frame out, his black figure twisting at odd angles as he uncomfortably escaped the small vent and plopped onto the ground in a handstand before twisting himself back up straight. He turned and twisted, looking over everyone gathered as they all looked with worried confusion at the man who had just appeared from the ventilation system. A single soldier approached, slack-jawed as he went in for a handshake only to be met by Thraxis bombastic charm. Bombastic being a lot, and Charm being less than zero. "Ah har, I see 'tis where we be t' be if we wish t' board... Uhhh..." His tongue was twisted into that of a salty sea dog as he truly immersed himself in the tales of old. "I be sorry would ye mind tellin' me why we be gathered here fer exactly?" He inquired, all he knew was he was meant to be in position. All that meant to him was boarding crew, little else more was he to this lot.

"Well, ya see sir we are.... Uhh..." Slowly his features darkened as he realised he too was not aware, as was the curse with the Eldritch, you never could know what part of space you were to find yourself in and it did a number on morale. For all, they knew they were going in to assault the threat of Tooth Decay.

"Okay, ya know it doesn't matter. Our job be t' be pirates, so let us be th' best darn rootin' tootin' pirates this side o' th' galaxy has ever seen!" He raised an arm, a gun in hand as he fired a few stray rounds. This lot lacked the excitement the Gammoreans had, a few disgruntled cheers in feeling bad for him was all he could hear as he tried to boost morale or at the very least get this lot to not be so sombre. "Right... Well, I best be leavin' ye lot t' yer owns devices. In th' meantime, I shall go ahead 'n see wha' we 'ave in store. Man ye station!" He tried again, this time they simply went about their business, his features soaring to the lot. It was the first time in quite some that he was working with fresh recruits, or even people unfamiliar with him and he couldn't remember how to act around them.

He turned around, opening a commlink channel straight to Abyss, a few words scrawled in pirate tongue Ahoy Abyss, don't mean t' bother ye but wha' are we actually assaultin'? He scrawled down before turning to the rest, leaning on a railing as he watched over, at the very least trying to look imposing or as some sort of figure of importance. He did a poor job at it.

 

[Klesta]

Location: Tarhassan
Objective: Interstellar Getaway
Allies: Commenor
Post: 10/37

"All right, all right: Skor II is a more... candy-intensive destination"

"Just compile a list of restaurants, beyond the Metrobig Candy Bazaar"

The Squib chocolate, the Sullustan gobstoppers were manufactured there (and, in the gobstopper's case, Sullust, too); it made sense for the Jawa not to scream Utinni in that case. But the Verpine realized soon enough that Skor was better known as a site of a battle between the GA and the FO than it was a foodie destination. And also the Metrobig Interplanetary Blastport was one of the big places where to get duty-free stock on the cheap. Meanwhile, the fact checker that is responsible for travel advisories is having trouble to set up his computer terminal; he wastes no time getting IT and yet said IT has not yet arrived.

"There is no IT staff on station" Klesta told the fact-checker.

"What do you mean, there is no IT staff? Any reason why?" the fact-checker asked.

"There has been some bureaucratic entanglements"

 

[Farlon Orbit]

Location: Conference Room
Objective: Protect the Commenorian Queen
Allies: [member="Harvey"], [member="Lady Kay"], [member="Rex Cruger"]
Enemies: Unknown
Nearby: [member="Viktor Alexander"]
Post: γ

Orbit observed from the door rather than behind the Queen herself, he didn't agree with Cruger's style of guarding, especially when it meant not standing over the foreign delegates in full armor, like a superior force giving non negotiable terms of surrender to a defeated enemy. Orbit got to thinking, having the time and liberty to do so when standing silently, he had taken this job to do some good, or at least something for a cause and person that was good, but, as he had become more in twined with the monarchy and Commenor himself, Orbit was starting to have his doubts. He had been doing his reading about queen Kay and her past as ruler in Commenor. Although her leadership seemed fair and generous when it was democratic, as she seized unlimited power as queen, she had become more self focused, rather than for the betterment of others, as she had been in the past. Those who she surrounded herself with had changed as well, but Commenor still prospered and in many ways she was person she was before the monarchy, which kept him from making any rash decisions.

What really concerned him, was the disappearance of the council of Commenor. Although well covered up beyond the dissolution of the council, Orbit had looked extensively into the affair, using whatever resources he could find. Before she became queen, Kay had been on good terms with the council, but she dissolved them regardless. Supposedly they had all gone to a reclusive retirement, off world, beyond the reach of local news agencies. Their families refused to comment to those very same agencies, all of them. It was troubling, troubling enough for him to find the resolve to launch his own investigation into the matter, once the delegation returned to Commenor of course. For now, he could only speculate.