Lord Revere
Supreme Commander

"Glorious David's, isn't it? Today is the day that the last remanats of the Fel Empire are destroyed once and for all." Revere pointed upwards, "and that poor bastard, the king, his fall will mark the foundation of my new empire. Free from the failures of this bureaucratic nightmare." Revere turned to face David. The man was about 6 foot tall with black short hair and a double breasted black tunic on. "What is it captain?"
"The fleet is fueled. Everything went as planned and the mandalorians didn't know what any difference. Filled us up with no hitches."
"Good. Well then," Revere held out his hand, "Admiral, your fleet awaits."
David's stood in shock for a moment before a smile grew on his face. He grabbed Revere's hand and firmly shook it. "Thank you Mr Director, I won't let you down."
"I would hope not," Revere turned to his table near him and leaned down and began typing in a computer. "Dismissed David's, send in General Peterson.
The man saluted and then turned to leave. A few moments later a man in a green tunic of similar design walked in. He saluted.
"Director."
Still looking at the computer he responded. "Peterson are the men ready to finish this?"
"Yes sir."
"Good, and have you heard anything of the people?"
"No, the whole city is a damn ghost town. We haven't seen a citizen since the first strike."
Revere stopped typing and stood. He turned and looked at Peterson. Anger swelled in his eyes. "What did you just say?"
"The people have disappeared, we believe they are hiding. All the town's doors are locked, and of the buildings we're gotten into, it appears as if the left."
There was and audible crack as Revere's hand swung and smacked Peterson across the face.
"You imbasol, how could you fail to mention to me the whole population just up and disappeared?"
Peterson slowly rose his head, the print of a hand on his redened risen cheek. "I'm sorry sir."
Revere whipped his hand across his desk, throwing several items to the floor before bounding on it. He turned his head and looked Peterson in the eyes. "Find them now!"
Objectives
Objective 1: Capture the Star Destroyer and it's officer crew. Do not blow it up.
Objective 2: Destroy orbital Acclamators.
Objective 3: Ground assault, take the ground with the support of the Fel citizens. As the main assault begins people will flood from their homes to assist us, so check your fire.
Objective 4: Kill that Bastard Revere, nuff said.
Objective 1: Capture the Star Destroyer and it's officer crew. Do not blow it up.
Objective 2: Destroy orbital Acclamators.
Objective 3: Ground assault, take the ground with the support of the Fel citizens. As the main assault begins people will flood from their homes to assist us, so check your fire.
Objective 4: Kill that Bastard Revere, nuff said.