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/ Imperial Militant Holocommunique \
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/ War Commissar Uranax, XIth Imperial Raptor Century: Liberty Skulls \
From the skies of Coruscant to the Galactic Rim, the Galaxy burned.| I R O N _ A I D |
/ War Commissar Uranax, XIth Imperial Raptor Century: Liberty Skulls \
And now, it is threatened again.
Despots, devils, revisionists, barbarians, pretenders.
All Ashlafoes.
The past hundred years are bloodshed and war. Turbolazers leveling planets, undead being unleashed upon world after world, and the depths of human hatred for his fellowman. People, the common people -- civvies -- who asked nothing of their leaders besides to be saved from Bogan suffered under saber, under blaster, under regime after regime. Whether the Tarkinist Sun, the Sith Crest, or Mawite Ruination, horror was brought to parents, children, siblings, and friends.
Even the New Imperial Order desecrated and maimed, we accept this legacy and the sins of our past -- we seek to atone.
Great works within Alliance Space and Free Worlds to heal scars, to return a sense of normalcy.
This Galactic Peace is my religion for my debts to my homelands.
The Imperial Militant Corps of Engineers can build shelters and aqufiers as well as they can TIEs and blasters.
Stormtrooper, raptor, and army training can be directed to finding those lost and displaced as well as they can hunting down Remnant fears.
Assets that once struck terror are now machinations for hope.
I place myself on this front, Uranax of the Liberty Skulls. To be shield, sword, and voice of the Galactic Peace -- domestic and abroad. Call upon me, to rebuild, to purge evil, and if is wished, even simple talk.
May Ashla's Love grace you.