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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2016 2:34 am
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(Eshan orbit- The Sanguinem)
Chalras stood on the bridge stroking his beard while staring out at the blue planet before, his fleet slowly moving into position. "Commander Torven patch me through to Echani Command." The decorated solider snapped to attention immediately. "Yes Sir, right away Sir." Within moments a hologram of the six heads of the Echani government were projected around him. Chalras bowed his head shallowly to greet them. "My ladies I contact you today that we might renew your contract trade agreement with the Republic. I know I do not have to remind you of how extensive the damage from the attacks two years ago, but reconstruction is still an on going process, and the Republic still needs your assistance. As before this contract will keep trade routs to Eshan as well as keeping jobs open to your people who wish to aid in the reconstruction." The Echani talked amongst them selves for a moment for a moment before responding. "Captain Nanos we feel that this contract has been a one sided arrangement, everything you offer only benefits you. When this offer was originally brought before us we felt obligated to help those who had been affected by the attacks, but now the Republic is on the mend our own people are starting to feel the affects of how thinly our resources have been spread. We are going to have to have to rework the terms of this agreement if we are to stay apart of it." Chalras had to bite down on his tongue to keep himself from lashing out out at the heads of Echani Command. His mission was to keep these worlds blissfully ignorant of the true roll of the "New Republic", and it was a mantle he didn't take on lightly. Clearing his throat Chalas spoke "My ladies I understand your concerns for your people, and this contract isnt as one sided as you may think. The devastation of the attacks has been felt through out the galaxy, this contract signifies your concern for those who were affected by them, as well as showing your support for this new Republic we are building. It joins our armies strengthening all who are apart of it, and promotes free trade to all those who agree to it. Yes I admit that at the moment the planets directly affected by the attacks are the priority, but do your people not inhabit some of these worlds? Would you abandon them in their time of need? Would you lie down and accept the Republic abandoning your worlds, and colanies in their time of need? My ladies i implore you to reconsider, for I cannot make alterations to the contract, that is something that must be brought up with the senate itself." The Echani Command talked on this for awhile before speaking to Chalas again, their whispers to each other getting louder as they argued, but in the end they agreed to renew their trade contracts, saying that they would bring this up at the next senate meeting."Thank you my ladies you have made the right choice." Chalas bowed his head to them one last time before ending the communication. "Commander Torven signal the fleet we are done here, the Echani get to live for another day. Set a course for Corellia, I'm going to train." The Commander saluted as Chalas made his way to the ships training room.
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Posted: Tue Aug 09, 2016 7:12 pm
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Tython
Wilca looked past Elyria with a somber expression, his eyes narrowed as he thought to himself. "Im not sure if most of this is even true...but, I have heard of a forest of Bafforr trees on Ithor, almost as old as the planet itself. The Ithorain legend of it says that during the dawn of their race it was but a small grove they took refuge in, but after the trees spoke to them telepathically they began to worship them as they do now. Turning the once small grove into a massive forrest, and planting the trees throughout their world. If the legend is true then somewhere on Ithor is the oldest largest Baffor tree forrest in the galaxy, even older than the first order of the Ja'deii, their wisdom would be infinite would could learn much from them. I also... felt something during my travels. passing by Sedri i felt.... a call.. a cry... im not sure, but i believe it to be the Golden Sun. But, from what I understand it was all but wiped out by the Sedrians during the Imperial era. But if enough of it survived to start a new colony we could find it, we could communicate with it. We could even try to transplant a piece of it here on Tython..." Wilca gazed down at his left arm which Elyria had placed around her own and his expression hardened. "And,... their is something else but I would rather talk about that in the presences of the council..."
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Posted: Wed Aug 10, 2016 8:22 pm
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Coruscant: The "Jedi Temple"
The tour of the temple was of course on rails. He had to show them enough to not go wondering on there own. The temple itself was still dangerous, and hiding secrets that is best meant to not be seen by those who were not a full member of the order.
The first stop was the training room. It had some cheap battle droids at the left side of the room, armed with blasters. The other side of the room had a number of circles on the floor. The wall on that side was covered with scorch marks of blaster fire.
"This here little ones is the training room. In this room, you will learn a good deal about combat, either saber to saber or saber to ranged."
"Umm Master?" One of the children chimed in.
Vic looked back to see who the voice was coming from, it was a little girl. Vic took a step towards he squatted down to her level and said, "Yes little one?"
"Aren't those uhh, battle droids?" She said pointing towards the droids in the room.
"Yes they are, but they are only equipped with stun blasters. So even if your hit, you should be fine."
This didn't seem to convince the little girl very much, seemed more like she was scared of them. Perhaps that fear is something that she can be taught to use. Vic stood back and looked around at the kids still eying the room.
"Come on kids, next up is the proving grounds. And when we get there we can watch a battle between two fully fledged knights." This really excited the kids, as those that went deeper into the room to get a close look at some of the rooms finer features, rushed back to join the rest of the group that suddenly appeared in the doorway.
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Posted: Mon Aug 15, 2016 4:38 am
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Zeltros- Choras Den
In the few hours that Lanth had been planet side he had gotten himself set up in the V.I.P. section of one of the most prominent clubs on Zeltros. Choras Den was massive by any stretch of the imagination. Twelve stories tall with each floor catering to different classes, and special V.I.P. hover pods which floated through out the club letting those inside see all that Choras Den had to offer. In on of these pods Lanth waited on the lower levels of the club for the fun to start, and it didnt take long for his patience to be rewarded. With in an hour of walking through the doors a Devronian had cornered one of the dancers. The Zeltron girl tried to calm him down to no avail and when he grabbed her she tried to call out for help, but the music was to loud for anyone to hear her. Thats when Lanth stepped in, jumping out of his pod and onto the Devronian, the surprise attack knocking him to the ground Lanth quickly climbed on top of him, and beat him to a pulp feeling Devorians skull crack under each blow he landed on him. When he was finished their was a pool of blood and teeth on the dance floor, and broken horn. The clubs security had been warned before hand not to bother Lanth, so they dragged the Devorian out and finished what he had started. The dancer still in shock from what had happened stood slack jawed staring wide eyed at her savior. Out stretching a hand to her Lanth asked if she cared to join him in his pod, an offer she was all to happy to accept, showing him her appreciation in private.
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