CHISS SPACE
Csaplar; Csilla.
[member="Darth Carnifex"] | [member="Kor Vexen"] | [member="Joycelyn Zambrano"] | [member="Dezoti"] | [member="Karisa"] | [member="Sentiri"]
"Fate," Mitth'orn'eruod said.
"as you say."
Mitth'orn'eruod smiled at the Sith Emperor, his words about fortuity and fate accepted with a casual kindness toward someone who had led forces against an occupying enemy. In truth Mitth'orn'eruod did not believe in fate, nor did he believe in coincidence, and instead believed there were simply patterns determined by cause and effect. The Jen'ari had overstepped, the Sith Empire had dealt with the problem before it became too large an issue to ignore, and had firmly derailed the occupying Empire's claims. Still, even if the Sith Empire - or even the Confederacy of Independent Systems, for that matter - hadn't intervened, the Chiss still loyal to the ideals of the Chiss Ascendancy has a independent oligarchy would have fought back. Would it have been a more difficult task? Certainly. Would it have resulted in the Jen'ari being driven from Chiss Space? Yes, in time. And just like with the Iron Empire, so too were the Jen'ari pushed out, albeit this pattern cycle had been infinitely faster, to which Mitth'orn'eruod attributed purely to the involvement of the other governments.
"As we make our way toward the trials, allow me to provide some understanding of the events about to occur," Mitth'orn'eruod said as he motioned for the visiting party to follow. He glanced to the Chiss that were standing nearby, seeing members of the Sabosen family speaking to one another. The Syndic was recognizable, as was his daughter beside him.
"The Chiss people have a strict but fair governmental process in place, when it comes to ruling houses and leadership of the people. Simply put it's an oligarchy, however in instances of civil unrest, the parliament body is able to democratically determine new leadership."
Mitth'orn'eruod passed through the large wooden doors of the House Palace, the lavish interior boasting a lot of white surfaces, with intermingling golds and blacks. For those able, the white tiles and walls were intricately decorated in tasteful style, seen through the infrared spectrum. To those that couldn't, it would likely seem a stark white building with mild flourishes of design.
"This occurs in several specific circumstances. The foremost being selfish actions taken by leaders responsible for the Chiss people, against the Chiss people, to elevate themselves at the cost of the Chiss people. The current ruling houses - and their Aristocra leaders - have been found to have expanded personal holdings and influence at the expense of subjecting the Chiss to the Jen'ari."
The Vice Admiral glanced back to Darth Carnifex, one eyebrow raised.
"As you can imagine, this directly goes against our ideals of the Chiss working for all Chiss. Due to that fact alone, the Aristocra will likely be found guilty and removed from all stations, influence and have their houses reduced to little more than memory in Chiss society," There was a slight twitch of Mitth'orn'eruod's lip, at the mention of the house loss of status.
"That is, until such time as they prove themselves worthy of social standing befitting honorable and diligent service in our culture... we are not without some degree of mercy, for better or worse, nor do we see the gain in losing a viable houses worth of resources. It's simply pragmatic to offer a chance at redemption, since those houses will try doubly hard to earn back what has been lost, to the Chiss' benefit."
While Mitth'orn'eruod didn't know how much the Sith Empire knew about Chiss politics, he wanted to be abundantly clear that the Ascendancy's allies understood the situation for any ruling house. That, while mutual alliances were perfectly acceptable, there was a danger of demanding or expecting or offering too much to favor the leadership, whether to garner support or share valuable information or whatever else could be considered against the whole. The emphasis on strong Aristocra was the focus on the whole, not the few, and so long as the Sith understood that, then Mitth'orn'eruod didn't see any problems with their agreements. A means to avoid the same patterns, as it were...
"Ahead is the ruling chambers," Mitth'orn'eruod said, as he motioned to another set of large doors. There could be heard murmurs and conversation within, as numerous individuals were inside.
"Before we enter, were there any questions or concerns? I would rather you all be fully prepared, especially as the ruling houses punishments may seem... considerably light, by comparison to some. It would be forgivable if you saw it as little more than a slap on the wrist, and felt it wasn't nearly severe enough for the treasonous act it was..."
The last part was said with a hint of contempt from the Vice Admiral, his thoughts being exactly that, all said and done. An offense on such a magnitude shouldn't merely result in status loss and removal of holdings...
