The Golden Rule
Charros IV. Days after a drive-by assault by the Galactic Empire fires still raged across the planet, leaving grey skies and tainting the air with smoke. Where it stormed, the falling raindrops were black from ash.
There was still sporadic fighting here and there against stragglers that had failed to retreat (no prisoners were being taken by the Xi-Charrians), but an eerie quiet had fallen across most of the planet, entire regions of the surface having been simply vaporized from existence.
But with the quiet came anything but solace. Billions of Xi Charrians now mourned over the destruction of several cathedral factories, holy sites for the insectoid race. Millions more cried for themselves, having sustained injuries that would prevent them from working and achieving salvation according to their faith.
A greatly distraught Arisa observed the hellish landscape below from the observation deck of a medical liner, bone tired. She would still be down there sifting through the wreckage for survivors if not for being on the verge of collapse, scarcely collecting more than a few hours of sleep in the days after the major fighting had ended, only sustained through meditation and stim paks.
Now holed up in comfortable quarters for the night, she felt like she could just drop and sleep forever, but there were still things she had to do. One more uncomfortable conversation. One last command.
Objectives
Following the Charros IV hex invasion of the Galactic Empire, the SJO and its allies are working closely with the local governments of Charros IV and Bimissaari for disaster relief and dispensing aid. In the background, small battles still continue against GE holdouts and mercenaries hired for the invasion.
In addition to fighting on Charros IV, there have been a series of terrorist attacks targeting refugee camps on Bimmisaari. Stop the terrorists and bring them to justice.
(If anyone is interested in running around as opposition during the Dominion, then shoot me a PM or contact me over Discord.)
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