Faction Long May She Reign: The Coronation of Empress Kanni Ugaiya Kilran (EOTL)

[The Voice of the Lost]

Capital Planet: Lianna​

The Rim War is over and the Empire of the Lost has emerged victorious. Though it came at the cost of tens of millions of Imperial soldiers including Emperor Velran Kilran , hope remains kindle with his daughter: Kaanni Ugaiya Kilran . As the Empire tightens their control over the Tingel Arm, they celebrate a new chapter in their history by crowning the young Kanni as their new Empress. Now come the days of the Empress! May she be blessed and continue to guide the rising Empire to a dominant and prosperous faction that will rule the Galaxy for a thousand years!

Objective 1: The Crowning

In the main city of Lianna, billions all over gather to watch Kanni be crowned. Enjoy the festivities such as betting on Podraces or watch touching tributes of the wonderful and glorious Emperor Velran Kilran. Perhaps use the opportunity to make alliances with one another while the mood of the Empire remains at an all-time high. Social climbers, merchants, Moffs and others could have special access to gain favor of the young Empress or perhaps scheme behind her back.


Objective 2: Ring a Ding Ding!

Before Velran died, he strove to create a place called: Eggman Land an entertainment tower filled with every game possible. Located in the not too far from the capital of Lianna. Eggman Land is not only filled with lighthearted games for the kids such as arcades, roller costar rides and what not, but also casinos that contain every gambling game that one can imagine in the Galaxy. Though the Eggman Land has yet to finish construction, Kanni has opened it regardless so the citizens can not only continue to enjoy the fruits of her father's labor but also give people who weren't able to afford or find a seat for the coronation a chance to witness the event while they're having fun. Enjoy the games or explore the unfinished areas of Eggman Land before it gets an official grand opening!

Objective 3: Lords of the Underground

Though the people of the Empire are celebrating Empress Kanni, The Krykna aka: The Imperial Underground sees their chance secure spheres of influence inside of the Empire. A ragtag group of gangsters, rebels, and criminal overlords, the Imperial Underground arranges a meeting where they try to set aside their differences and start plotting their moves. Any anti authoritarians or criminal characters gather on the fringes of city of Lianna and discuss any business that you want to make.

 

[CT-2282 "Justice"]

Objective 2

Outfit

Tag: Open

Cards on the Table

Sitting at one of the Sabaac tables far against the corner of the gambling, Justice was playing Kessel Sabacc against hologram opponents. The other patrons seemed to give him a wide berth, and his scars and grumpy appearance made it easy for the gambling crowd to choose another table. Still, he had been having a good time. This grand opening of the gambling hall had given him enough of an excuse to climb out of bed and get his clothes on.

He glanced at his cards and chips, sizing up the board one last time. Given that all 4 players' chip counts were low and all shifts were spent, it would be the last hand of the game. Cycling through the cards, he eventually ended up with a pair of ones which was enough to best the other AI players. Reinserting his winnings into the machine and starting up the game again, he wondered if someone out of the hundreds of thousands of people here for this grand opening would come over and play with him.

 

[Lady Varokscar]

Location: Lianna
Objective: The Crowning
Gear: Lightsaber
Tags: Open

Today is a glorious day for the Empire, her citizens, and the newly soon-to-be crowned Empress, as people gathered around the main square to witness the crowning of their new, beloved leader. With a change in leadership, came with it many policy changes; some favored by the masses, some frowned upon and spoken in bitterness monologues tucked away behind safe havens, deep from the ears of the Inquisitors. It was the latter, the dissidents who refused acceptance of the forthcoming conversion of the new Empresses' mandates, followers of the old ways that potentially could spark trouble with ushering declarations. No Empire, loved or despised, was free from such a pestilence, the disenfranchised thinkers and the loyalist defenders alike.

To ensure the safety of the citizens, as well as prevent outspoken minds from crafting pockets to be filled by those like-minded individuals, security was doubled, along with any Inquisitors who were in attendance. Recently appointed to the rank of High Inquisitor, I found myself walking among the people; my eyes always watching, my heightened hearing searching for audible words of upheaval. We were to detain only, to secretly remove them without incident, whilst collecting their names to be inducted into our files; forever watched by us, always the first to be visited by us, and in the event of harsher measures, be expunged by us.

"Lady Varokscar, Inquisitor, we have a report of two men causing a disruption a block down from your location. How should we proceed," a young male voice chirped through the small communication device, which is wrapped like two embracing lovers around my wrist. I looked over in the general direction, noticed a cantina located in that area, and sighed slightly. I hated dealing with drunkards, with their slurring words and aggressive nature always on the defensive, as if they were the innocent being harassed by the city security. "I'll handle it," I replied, making way toward the cantina. So much for enjoying the coronation.

 

[Maldor Mecetti]

Objective 1: The Crowning

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Every breath was borrowed.

That's how Maldor felt now, standing amidst the crowds of wealthy supplicants and persons of power who were assembled for the coronation of the Empress.

Beyond the inner circle of Moffs, governors, high-officers, guards, and finely clothed servants, it seemed that the whole wide world was watching. There were said to be over a million people gathered in the city for this event, and looking out among the masses, Maldor could believe it.

But as he cast his gaze across the circle of his world, he wasn't looking for a threat among the masses. Nor was he scanning for an Imperial backstabber among the inner elite.

Well... not just any backstabber, anyway.

He was looking for Her. She had gotten away. Vanished into the darkness. And he could not believe she was the forgiving type.

He felt that she might appear any time to kill him. Or perhaps to influence the Empress to kill him on Her behalf. Recent months had suggested that Maldor was not held in the keenest regard by the new Empress of the Empire. He suspected the only reason he still lived was because he had preserved his fleet largely intact in the final battles of the war. That, and perhaps he had been shielded by Her, preserved for Her machinations.

But he had betrayed Her. Tried to kill Her. So she would not be his shield, now.

And things had quieted quite a bit of late on the war front. This might be the very moment an Empress would choose to cut off a Moff she didn't trust. This might be the moment a fleet could be sacrificed if it made a paranoid mind rest just a bit easier.

He should have run.

He usually ran, when things got hot.

But he felt as though he'd turned a corner on that part of his life.

It was time to face his fears. No matter what it might cost him.

 

[Her]

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Lianna, Outer Rim Territories, Tion Cluster, Allied Tion Sector, Lianna system;
On stage with the Phantom Empress during her coronation as Empress of the Lost;
The Empire of the Lost;
Tags: Lady Varokscar | Maldor Mecetti | Kaanni Ugaiya Kilran

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"Hiding in plain sight is a superior disguise..."
-- Darth Sidious, from the chapter Absolute Power, in the Book of Sith.

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I am the worse thing,
you are the wings,
drawn in scorn.

Somethings are falling,
turn to weak,
beyond the ground, soaring high and never be found.

Never be found.

[POST THEME]

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Objective I: The Crowning.

CONSIPIRACY GRIPS THE LOST.
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Had Aculia Voland truly dreamed that this would be the fruits of her labour? In the wake of the Eggman's fall his successor rises--
THE PHANTOM EMPRESS-- to complete what her father started: the resurrection and complete dominion of the GALACTIC EMPIRE.

It was the heralding of a new age.

The Age of Imperialism.

Stars quake at our feet.

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Through the upper levels of Lianna City the Stormtroopers march in their procession backed by gigantic walkers, tankers and in the air flew the trademark TIE Fighter to make their mark across the skies of the capital to the Heirs of the Empire. A thousand star systems across the Galaxy hold their gaze towards the Tion Cluster where the Imperial Remnant have taken root and with them the heralded promise of Velran Kilran 's desire to conquer them all.

Within the Imperial Citadel the newly anointed Kaanni Ugaiya Kilran waits to take centre stage. The adorned titles, lands and might of her predecessor waiting to be taken, and honoured. From the industrial complexes of the great capital of Lianna to the Spice Mines of Kessel to their indomitable march into Hutt space at Sakiya to the lush and rich farmlands of Kegan the EMPIRE OF THE LOST has spread it's reach far and between.

Yet there was more to be taken for it was PALPATINE who decreed that the Stars themselves belonged to the GALACTIC EMPIRE.

The Stars belong to Us.

Among the throng of important dignitaries stands a hooded figure clad in black robes. Their facial features are concealed beneath the hem of their cloak and their arms are interlocked into the sleeves with their gaze held upon the masses of servicemen, citizenry and guests that have come to celebrate the rise of the PHANTOM EMPRESS. Victory over the Tingel Arm Coalition marks the end of a period of strife and civil instability during the fractured reign of her late father, but the strings of the Sith may yet bear fruit to the next chapter of conflict with the Diarchy.

Somewhere out there, among the stars, the Lord of the Tsis'Kaar plots his next move to turn this state into one that shall serve him.

Yet none of them-- not even the Imperial Ruling Council-- have their hooks set in with this new head of state unlike Her.

The DARK LORD OF THE SITH rules from the dark. Plotting.

Woven into the tapestry of DARTH BANE.

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[Sieliel Dimegor]

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Lianna, Outer Rim Territories, Tion Cluster, Allied Tion Sector, Lianna system;
The Coronation of the Phantom Empress;
The Empire of the Lost;
Tags: Maldor Mecetti

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"I have wanted to meet you for so very long, Darth."
-- Her to Darth Trigonus in Whispers of the Dead.

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Chapter I: The Crowning.

Somewhere out there, in the midst of the Imperial March, the special taskforce of the N.I.S.B-- the Imperial Immortals-- were making their rounds. Security was always paramount in the Empire, but even more so on a day like this. In his reign over the EMPIRE OF THE LOST the late, great and magnificent Velran Kilran had made a lot of enemies from within and beyond the reaches of the Tion Cluster that his successor was set to inherit in the wake of his death above Lothal. His coup d'état against the old Imperial Ruling Council had instilled him as head-of-state and later, through the self proclaimed title of HIS IMPERIAL MAJESTY OF ALL IMPERIAL KIND the position of EMPEROR, but it had awarded him no real love among the Imperial ruling elite, and certainly not among the noble Tionese, whose riches and economic might leftover from the old TION HEGEMONY still gave them a retained influence and power among these sectors along the Outer Rim Territories despite the Imperial occupation of the banded remnants which formed under Aculia Voland sometime before the turn of this ninth century.

The DSDT Program would keep her safe. . . for now. It was not in the plans of the Fifth Wing to see this new PHANTOM EMPRESS deposed of in the interim for the plan to bring back Sith rule to this quadrant of space-- as it had been half-a-century ago-- required her strings remain attached. The consequences of the occupation of Lothal had brought about the formation of the Tingel Arm Coalition and the rebellion had proven most useful to the Fifth Wing's cause. A genocidal, egomaniac had been dispositioned in favour of a naïve, young head-of-state eager to fulfil her late father's plans to resurrect the GALACTIC EMPIRE.

There was some use in that.

But as her forces secured the city from would-be assassins and plots to depose the newly coronated EMPRESS OF THE LOST their leader was on a different agenda today. The Fifth Wing had made contact and the debriefing had been most interesting as were her subsequent orders to make contact with a man whose heroism had made him an icon among the Imperial Elite. It would become policy among the Imperial Ruling Council that the planet of Bastion should become a target for Imperial occupation. A planet located within the Braxant sector it's origins and connection to the Imperial Remnant were well known among even the laymen. Currently within the clutches of a new galactic power colloquially known to some as THE DIARCHY it was the next move from up top within the Fifth Wing to push the Empire into conflict with this new entity as part of it's goals to reform the EMPIRE OF THE LOST into a SITH EMPIRE.

According to the dossier which Sieliel had received (and later destroyed) it was alleged that the Fifth Wing had an asset among the ruling caste in the form of Maldor Mecetti . A Tapani noble from the throneworld of Obulette the heroic Moff had once represented House Mecetti in the GALACTIC ALLIANCE on it's federal assembly before an incident involving Sith paraphernalia and the Jedi resulted in his subsequent exile and immigration to the Tion Cluster where he was awarded a seat on the new Imperial Ruling Council under the late Emperor Kilran as Moff to the planet Voss and two other star systems that were subsequently lost to the Sith Empire after the disastrous conflict at Tion.

To push the newly christened PHANTOM EMPRESS to lead her new Empire into conflict with THE DIARCHY seeds had already been planted at a skirmish between both sides on Malachor V. The dossier had included an analysis of a burgeoning relationship between Moff Mecetti and Diarch Reign that would prove useful to the Fifth Wings cause. She had met the former previously during a debriefing on board the Revenge after the N.I.S.B had assigned her to answer the questions of the Imperial Ruling Council after their victory over the rebellion on Maldra IV.

There Sieliel had delivered the TRIGONUS REPORT: a detailed report on the seditious actions of Alicia Drey against the EMPIRE while exposing her real identity as Ella Nova-- a Jedi Knight who had once served the OLD REPUBLIC during the height of the ONE SITH WARS. In the same report Sieliel had described the Jedi plot to destroy the EMPIRE OF THE LOST through the combined actions of the late Staff Director to the N.I.S.B and the Tingel Arm Coalition whose rebellion had been comprised of members of the NEW JEDI ORDER. This, combined with N.I.S.B STATEMENT that was released some weeks ago, were designed to obfuscate the machinations of the Fifth Wing while pushing the Empire's leadership into hostility against the GALACTIC ALLIANCE.

Conspiracy grips the HEIRS OF THE EMPIRE and it's webs look to ensnare DARTH TRIGONUS once more.

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Among the crowd Sieliel found Maldor Mecetti observing the festivities with other elite that had gathered in Lianna City. Shifting her way through she stood near the Moff to get his attention. "You look troubled, Moff Mecetti," Sieliel said in greeting. "I am Major Dimegor of the Imperial Immortals. Do you remember me from the Revenge?"

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[Kaanni Ugaiya Kilran]

Current Outfit


Though it was day of celebration, Kanni felt nothing but dread in the pit of her stomach. Was she really ready to become the Empress when there was so much about ruling she had yet to learn? She spent all of her free time reading about past Emperors and rulers from other factions trying to understand what made them successful or what led them to an early grave. Father would always talk about how she was the perfect daughter and that she could do no wrong, yet Kanni knew that despite being MADE perfect, she wasn't. There was always that human error that clouded her judgement, but she accepted her father's beliefs as truth.

"I needed to be the truth," Kanni whispered to herself standing in her room and staring at the large mirror. An image of an 18-year-old girl stared back at her. The splitting image of that weak woman: Akiya Orime . Kanni never knew why her father would clone her from a pathetic creature such as that doctor. Sometimes Kanni wondered if she Akiya even hated herself. "I sure hate the person in front of me," Kanni said. "I'm made to be better than that woman. But why when I see myself, I see weakness?"

Was this her father's test? To overcome the inadequate donor? Kanni hoped not, because she was failing miserably.

"In just a few hours, I'll be the ruler of billions," Kanni mumbled to herself. "I don't know If I can do this."

OOC: Open to anyone!

 

[Karl Von Strauss]

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Objective: 1 - The Crowning

Sub-Objective: Check on Kanni and present her with her gifts.​

Location: Arriving at the Empress's Room
Equipment: Dress Uniform with Moff rank plaque and code cylinders, a bespoke Inquisition Slugthrower DN-1, a wooden gift box
Tags: Kaanni Ugaiya Kilran

The sound of Karl's boots echoed as he walked down the hallway towards the soon-to-be-crowned Empress's room; his dress uniform's cape billowed behind him with every step. He didn't want to wear the cape, he wanted to wear his usual silver epaulets, but Augustus convinced him otherwise, "When are you going to wear the cape again? You'll wear this like, what, seven times?" And he was right, this was only the second time he'd worn this particular uniform, the first was when his official portrait was taken. Besides, this was probably the most important event for wearing such a uniform, the crowning of the Phantom Empress Kanni Kilran.

Along the way, Karl was stopped by the extensive security protecting the young women who called him Uncle. He was clutching a fine wooden box under his arm, and at each checkpoint, he had to explain that only the Empress could see it first. Which held him up for minutes at a time as he presented his code cylinders, then the security ran it, and then profusely apologized for holding the Moff up.

"I'm very sorry Moff Von Strauss, you may proceed." an exasperated officer said saluting while handing back his cylinder.

"It is quite alright captain. You are just doing your job." He saluted them back after tucking his cylinder back into its pocket, "Long live the Empress."

He eventually made it to the Empress's room, he knocked on the ornate door. "Empress, it's me, Moff Karl Von Strauss. May I enter?"

 

[Darth Rasnuhl]

Objective 1: The Crowning
Sub Objective 1: Talk to the Empress before the ceremony
Sub Objective 2: Talk to Similar aligned Councilors
Sub Objective 3: Talk to Aculia Voland
Tags: | Kaanni Ugaiya Kilran | Karl Von Strauss | Open |
Location: Hallways towards Empress Kanni's quarters
Equipment: Military Dress with Rank plaque, emblem of Rasnuhl's Zabraki faction. Both his lightsabers, identification codes, and a shiny black box tucked under his arm.

Darth Rasnuhl arrived in the capitol city to as little fanfare as possible. Some of his troops being stationed in various places to help with security and take part in the parade. But his mind was elsewhere... on all that had come to light after Tion was burned. The fact that the Sith had infiltrated their NISB and Velran had worried enough to create a Counter Intelligence branch as was revealed with the appearance of Vilissa Pormenn . The fact that the late director had a hand in causing the invasion in the first place. It was all very troubling on an information front.

The growing dark side influence he could feel. Its shadow grows and its corrupting tendrils threaten to tip the delicate balance that the Empire of the Lost had been founded on force wise. The very principal that this Empire would not fall into the sheer barbarism, blood lust, and grim decadence that the Empire past did... Nor the current Sith Order. That delicate force balance, one that those who couldn't feel it didn't understand its influence upon them regardless of their inability to perceive it. That alone made meeting Aculia Voland about the topic a paramount objective.

Darth Rasnuhl had arrived at the door guards.

Guard 1 "Halt, I need your identification Lord Moff"

Darth Rasnuhl's scarred Zabraki face became a smile "Of course. Here you are." handing over the cylinder.

A few moments pass before their is a sound on his data unit.
Guard 1 "You are all clear Darth Rasnuhl. Enjoy your evening."

Darth Rasnuhl nods taking the cylinder back. "Until next time."

He finally came to the proper door with no one there giving a firm rap a tap tap.

 

[Binn Toskros]

Objective 3: Lords of the Underground
Tags: Open
Attire: Normal clothes with a VM-19
Along with two Quarren guards

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Binn was going to honor her late husbands commitments, although this one she wasn't too sure what the end goal was. Perhaps he sought to expand the family business into other markets not as controlled by anti alien rule makers. It was hard to say.

Never the less it was an opportunity that couldn't be passed up. There is currents in the Empire that may lead it down ancient and dark roads. Or more favorable roads if its economy is subtly guided from the shadows.... But then again it is a huge question of who is going to be there, and what they all have to offer.

Binn went into a turbo lift down to another level. Not long after she was walking into a bar that was half split watching the pre-coronation coverage while the other half continued with daily dealings as if nothing changed. She walked up to the bar tender and gave hime the code word. A subtle nod and a staff member bid them follow down a hallway. Well here goes nothing, but hopefully something great. She mused as they stopped at a door & it opened.

 

[Teckla Tane]

Location: Lianna City
Objective: The Crowning
Equipment: See Bio
Entourage: VR-4 “Four”
Tags: Open
Dialogue Key: "Galactic Basic" | <<Telepathic Communication>>

The time had come to publicly make the "daughter" of Emperor Velran Kilran his successor. Teckla still wasn't sure what would become of Kaanni Ugaiya Kilran , would the paternal DNA completely mold her personality. Would she be a mix of genius and paranoid schitzo? Would she just inherit the latter? Would her maternal DNA instill a more balanced persona? Would that balance make her more weak and passive? Unfortunately Teckla had not had the time to come to any conclusion. And that development was probably still in motion as they placed a crown on the clone's head.

It was for that reason that Teckla had removed herself from holding direct Imperial title as she built up The Quasesitorum in order to fulfill the Kilran Doctrine of bringing the galaxy together under one order. Teckla would do her best to do so following Velran's human desire to pass his legacy down a bloodline. But if the new Empress was not going to cooperate, Teckla would be forced to make her own plans and use her own people and tactics. The galaxy was more important than the vanity of a dead man.

The ascension of a new leader brought many faces, new and old, Teckla trusted a few present. Was that foolish? Perhaps. But she did not trust the outcome of this day. Her safety was secured knowing what had happened the last time a Kilran had been crowned. Unlike many recent meetings of the Imperial elite Teckla would remain a silent observer until her voice was requested by the Empress. She needed to project her own power without outshining the new leader. Unlike before, Overseer Teckla Tane viewed no attendant of this event as a peer. She no longer had a peer and she was responsible for seeing a higher vision come to be truth than merely a young clone with a crown.