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I allow between ten and twenty minutes for voting depending on the importance of the issue and how divided the vote is. If the vote is tied up, I usually allow an extra five minutes for a tie breaker, and if no one votes, I roll for the tie breaker (The will of the Dark Side).

I always try to incorporate (and encourage!) write ins if they don't violate the spirit of voted decisions, though I may edit or tweak them to fit better.

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In the past, before your untimely demise over Endor's forest moon, you would take solace in meditation, especially when you could get away from the constant demands of your empire. Now, you knew you had been sloppy. Trusting the functioning of government to men like Sate Pestage. Trusting your dark enforcer, Darth Vader, to run vast swaths of your empire had also been a mistake. Trust, it seemed, was your most valuable resource, one you couldn't guard enough.

Now, you thought, now was different. Your weak and traitorous apprentice had been replaced. Darth Cythera, Dark Lord of the Sith. Once, she had been Mara Jade, one of your best and most loyal Emperor's Hands. Now she was a finely crafted weapon, forged in hate and tempered in the Dark Side. Albeit, still not a perfect one.

You took your gaze off of the velvet black sky that seemed to surround you. The stars visible through the panoramic viewport behind your throne in your personal chambers on board Tarkin, a super star destroyer of uniquely deadly design. Instead, you looked to the deck plating where moments ago you had flung Cythera as punishment for her failure to kill the Jedi Master Luke Skywalker. You knew she was currently in Tarkin's extensive medbay being refitted for new prosthetics, replacing the primitive ones she'd been provided with after losing her arms to Skywalker's lightsaber on Rhen Var.

It was too bad she'd lost. You knew now you'd made a misjudgment in pitting her against Skywalker, though whether you had overestimated Cythera, or underestimated Skywalker you couldn't say. You knew her time would come, and you'd already concocted a few more training exercises to hone her mind.

Before that, however, you had business with a woman named Leonia Tavira. It was difficult to classify her title since she fit and carried so many. She claimed the title of "Moff" through her now late husband, though it was questionable if she ever truly had any loyalty to the Empire. She claimed the rank of "Admiral" though she had never served in the navy. She was, perhaps more accurately described as a 'pirate queen', and she had access to power you wanted for yourself.

Isard had set up a meeting between the two of you. A virtual meeting given the immense distances involved, both physically any metaphorically involving trust.

It was up to you where you took your ship before then.


>Remain on Tarkin and patrol your empire
>Return to the palace on Imperial Center
>Return to citadel on Byss
>Write in

>>1775698
>>Remain on Tarkin and patrol your empire
Road Trip

>Remain on Tarkin and patrol your empire

We don't get out enough

>>1775698
>>Remain on Tarkin and patrol your empire
Maybe we'll get to zap a few rebels

>>1775698
>Remain on Tarkin and patrol your empire

>>1775717
Space force storm, anyone?

>Remain on Tarkin and patrol your empire
ROOOAAAD TRIIIIPPP

>Writing

>>1775732
>spoiler

yeah we are definetly not runni g away from all those people.
Dammit even the emperor deserves a vacation!

The destinations bored you, and even worse, they were predictable. Standard. You tried to pride yourself on your ability to surprise your subordinates and underlings. Being predictable was a weakness. Calling a Moff to the Imperial Palace for a meeting was routine. Calling the same Moff to your warship in transit, that was enough to potentially throw them off balance.

Not to mention you were relishing the raw display of power you'd felt when you'd obliterated Harssk's fleet with a devastating force storm. You recognized the chance was slight, but it was appealing to you all the same. You had relayed orders to Tarkin's captain to take the ship on a meandering course, first to Skako and then down along the Hydian Way. Unfortunately, the entire length of that Hyperlane wasn't yours quite yet so you knew a course correction would be needed before you reached the end. Perhaps you would adjust at Trellen.

Rather than worry about your ultimate destination now, you decided to leave the scrambling to your courtiers to try and track your movements and keep up. You had a private meeting to conduct with the self-proclaimed "Moff" Tavira. You were in no hurry and instead waited patiently for the proscribed meeting time.

You had been briefed on Moff Tavira by Isard herself before the meeting, but still found yourself a bit surprised by her when she finally did appeared before you in holographic form. She was petite and attractive in a way that helped to mask her age, granting her a youthful appearance, though this was offset somewhat by the Moff's uniform she wore, and the military-like poise she held herself with.

You had a hard time believing this girl was the infamous pirate you'd been led to believe in until she opened her mouth.

"Emperor Palpatine," she begins with a devious grin. "You're looking a lot younger than I remember from the holos. But hey, you look great, I guess that whole 'death' thing really did wonders for you."

Her tone is brash and flippant, but you could see she was using it to conceal unease, something you'd learned to spot long ago in your political career, even without the force.


>Moff Tavira. A pleasure, Your reputation precedes you
>You dare speak to your Emperor that way? I could crush you like a bug if I chose to
>Moff Tavira. We have important business to discuss, you and I

>Moff Tavira. We have important business to discuss, you and I

>>1775768
>Moff Tavira. We have important business to discuss, you and I

>>1775768
>>Moff Tavira. We have important business to discuss, you and I

>>1775768
>>You dare speak to your Emperor that way? I could crush you like a bug if I chose to
You can submit, or you can die

I must say it's sad that the first person to refer to us as Emperor Palpatine is a pirate queen.

>Moff Tavira. We have important business to discuss, you and I

>writing

"Moff Tavira," you reply, tone cool. "I think you and I have important business to discuss."

She folds her arms and narrows her eyes, the hint of a smile on her face, "Oh perfect. I live for business talk. And what could be so important that the Emperor himself should want to give me his personal attention? I spoke with that harpy of yours. Iceheart. Seems she felt she could handle this whole exchange."

"Some matters require," you chose words carefully, "A finer touch. More precision."

"Riiight. So I'm guessing this has something to do with your stated goal of restoring the old Empire."

"That is quite correct."

"So what's the story? How does my little corner of space fit in with this?"

>I have a business proposition for you. An exchange of services if you will. You return your forces to Imperial jurisdiction and in return you are allowed to direct your pirate adventures on the so-called 'New Republic'.
>To be brief, nothing you can do can prevent me from taking your sector back. I'd just as soon not have to kill you all. Submit to Imperial control. Or die.
>A great crusade to restore the Empire is underway. Your territory is ideally suited for an upcoming stage of my operations. Join me and you'll sit at the victors table when this is all over.

>>1775822
>>To be brief, nothing you can do can prevent me from taking your sector back. I'd just as soon not have to kill you all. Submit to Imperial control. Or die.
>>A great crusade to restore the Empire is underway. Your territory is ideally suited for an upcoming stage of my operations. Join me and you'll sit at the victors table when this is all over.

We're the Emperor not some beggar

>>1775822
>A great crusade to restore the Empire is underway. Your territory is ideally suited for an upcoming stage of my operations. Join me and you'll sit at the victors table when this is all over.

Add in that she will have much more profit from raidding the New republuc and once the empire is completely restores she will be able to use all of those profits and things she stole to buy a good place for her.

Basicaly offer her the same deal England offered for all the british pirates that raided spanish ships.

>>1775822
>A great crusade to restore the Empire is underway. Your territory is ideally suited for an upcoming stage of my operations. Join me and you'll sit at the victors table when this is all over.
with >>1775840

>Great Crusade

+

>Pirate loot

>writing

>>1775895
You forgot to add the "Aargh" after pirate loot.

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"A great crusade to restore the Empire is underway," you say "Your territory is ideally suited for a upcoming stage of my operations. Join me and you'll sit at the victors table when this is all over. You may even walk away a bit richer. Rich enough to retire somewhere that isn't in the Outer Rim."

Moff Tavira shakes her head, "Speaking honestly: I don't give a damn about your crusade, or your empire." Her eyes flash with life. " You've got my attention when you talk credits though. I'd be the first person to jump back onto that Imperial bandwagon once it becomes clear you're back for good," she says. "There's just the small problem that you and your people have a rather nasty reputation for killing those who opposed them. How am I supposed to know you won't just have us all executed once we turn over our stuff, just because we didn't come crawling to you on our knees?"

"If I killed off every Imperial citizen who didn't flock to my banner immediately, I wouldn't have much of an Empire left," you reply.

"Not good enough I'm afraid. See, I'm hardly Ma and Pa Antilles back on the dirt farm back home. I've got some specific demands to be made if me and my people go Imperial again."

"Demands?" Your tone is frosty.

"Right. Number one," she starts counting off on her fingers, it's then you notice she is holding a riding crop. "I want my rank retroactively honored. I want it in the databanks: 'Leonia Tavira, made Moff and Admiral by Emperor Palpatine.' Number two, I want access to Imperial resources just like any real Moff or Admiral. That means some ships, not too many, maybe a handful of Star Destroyers would be nice. " she looks distant, almost dreamy as she talks, "And I want my people running them. No offense, but I don't trust yours yet. That said, I want 20% off the top of whatever we snag from the New Republic, the ability to call raids from Imperial chain of command. I want unfettered access to Imperial supplies, and I want full pardons for all my people for any crimes that may have potentially occurred." she gives you a childish grin, "Things got a little hectic while you were gone." She seems to collect herself again and perches her hands under her chin, batting her eyes, "Wouldn't it be nice to have your own pirate in your pocket?"

>I'm going to enjoy stomping out your little pirate band.
>These terms are acceptable
>Your return will be unconditional. Surrender to us, or die
>Counter proposal (Write in)

>>1775922
Damn. Am I even really trying? Disgraceful . . .

>>1775952
>Your return will be unconditional. Surrender to us, or die

>Negotiating with terrorists
Come fucking on

>>1775952
What is her territory again? I want to write in a proposal, but I'm not sure who her neighbors are. Could you share the map?

>>1775986
standby for map

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>>1775986
http://imgur.com/a/BVqbQ
Consult this for a bigger picture

neighbors are: Rebels and Delvardus's Eriadu Authority

>>1775978
she ain't a terrorist she is a pirate. The rebels those are the the terrorist.

>>1775952
You will be a moff but will integrate in a lower position in the military you will be a captain ewith the rigth to have your on star destroyer and your on task force. Or people eill ne pardon amd put in military trainning on carica after the empire be completely reunites a d will have all their past...missdorections forgiven.

>>1775952
>Counter proposal (Write in)
Tavira, you are clearly a highly intelligent, capable, and ambitious woman. Those traits have great value in the Empire. But you lack professionalism. You still see yourself as a pirate and have yet to grasp the true potential of being part of an Empire.

The question you really should be asking yourself is not "what can I bleed from the Empire", but what can I offer that will allow me to keep my wealth and head intact.

Your demands are mostly acceptable if you can meet certain conditions

Your men will be pardoned if you can impose order on them and see to it they no longer break Imperial laws. They will also follow orders from the chain of command same as any Imperial.

You can have access to Imperial resources like a real Moff when you have order and pay taxes to the Empire, like a real Moff.

You can have access to my Star destroyers if you can prove worthy of them by capturing or destroying at least an equal number of enemy assets. Until then my own men will man them ourselves.

If you want 20% of what you take from the New Republic that is fair, but only if the remainder doesn't happen to fall off the back of the freighter.

You will not get a better offer than this. You are not so deluded as to think the New Republic will keep someone like you in power. We can work together, and you know this is the best chance you will get.

>>1775952
Rank honored. Imperial resources granted, but with agents monitoring her crew operations. 8%, not 20%, but with the option to increase loot with the more involvement she puts in. Raids granted with proper permission from the chain of command. Limited supply access. Pardons will be given once she has given her territories over to the Empire.

One strong vote to tell her to fuck off, three others that are in favor of offering some type of concessions.

>>1776048
>>1776054
>>1776064

Some great write ins and I hate to have to butcher them by mashing them together. I'll give just a few more minutes for last minute voting.

>Counter proposal Mosnter-mash
Y U make me do this?

>Writing

>>1776091
im fine with it. If anything i liked this anon >>1776054 more then the one that i wrote here >>1776048

>>1776103
because we love your quest. If we didn't loved it . We would be wasting time making our on write-in.

>>1776109
I kid. It's really flattering honestly. I'll work something up. Stand by

>>1776109
We wouldn't be*

>>1776103
If it helps with the mash, you could add.

We will add your name to the historical Moff registry when you act like one and not an upjumped pirate.

>>1776112
Or as a child with a new toy.

You evaluate her statements.

"Tavira, you are clearly a highly intelligent, capable, and ambitious woman. Those traits have great value in the Empire. But you lack professionalism. You still see yourself as a pirate and have yet to grasp the true potential of being part of an Empire."

Tavira frowns, her brows turning in. "Oh?" the youthful enthusiasm you'd heard earlier was gone, replaced with something darker. Something you expected made her such a fearsome foe.

"The question you really should be asking yourself is not 'what can I bleed from the Empire', but 'what can I offer that will allow me to keep my wealth and head intact.'"

She leans back. "Is that a threat?"

You sneer, "If it were, would you have any recourse?"

She doesn't reply.

"I can honor your rank," you say, "You can be added to the official Moff registry., even as you say the words, you recognize that the sort of authority and scope of what she's describing is more akin to a Grand Moff, not an impossibility for her, but another headache to overcome, "That is, once you start acting like one and not an up-jumped pirate. For starters, this means keeping order and paying taxes like a 'real Moff'."

Tavira doesn't respond, her gaze calculating.

"Your men will be pardoned if you can impose order on them and see to it they no longer break Imperial laws. They will also follow orders from the chain of command same as any Imperial. This means any 'raids' you execute will only be permitted with proper permission from the chain of command." You fail to mention the part where her own chain of command will also be intentionally riddled with Intelligence agents. Sure, performance would suffer a bit with so many tactically incompetent officers being injected in, but loyalty would be better assured. "Of course, those pardons are also contingent on you successfully reintegrating with the Empire."

"I wouldn't have it any other way," her eyes flash again.

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"As for the material assets. Granted. With stipulations." Tavira doesn't object so you continue. "I can grant you things that would suit a pirate. Scout ships, interdictors, even some frigates and corvettes."

"But," She fills in.

"But, I won't give you access to my Star destroyers until you can prove worthy of them by capturing or destroying at least an equal number of enemy assets. Until then my own men will man them."

Tavira cants her head to the side, thinking. "I can agree to that. But I still want them under my command, even if they've got regular Imps on them."

You could only imagine how such an assignment would appear to one of your commanders. "We shall see."

"What about my cut?" Tavira asks. Credits, as she said, appealed most to her.

"If you want 20% of what you take from the New Republic that is fair, but only if the remainder doesn't happen to fall off the back of the freighter.Of course, we'll start you at say . . . 8% and see how our relationship develops."

"Fine, but I'm not gonna be left in the wings. 20% is what I want."

You chuckle, "Credits you want, and credits you will receive." You pause a moment before adding. "You will not get a better offer than this. You are not so deluded as to think the New Republic will keep someone like you in power. We can work together, and you know this is the best chance you will get. I promise you, Director Isard would be just as happy delivering you bad news as good."

Tavira rests a finger on her bottom lip and thinks, her crop lashing the air idly beside her as she fidgets. "I can agree to that." She gives you a broad grin, "You should've been a pirate, I think, your Highness."

>And I think you should have been a Moff
>Thank you for your time, Moff Tavira
>Now that you're an Imperial, don't forget you are beholden to me. Succeed or fail. And for your sake, I pray it's not the latter."

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>Thank you for your time, Moff Tavira

>>1776140
>>Thank you for your time, Moff Tavira

>>1776140
>>Thank you for your time, Moff Tavira

>>1776140
>Now that you're an Imperial, don't forget you are beholden to me. Succeed or fail. And for your sake, I pray it's not the latter."

>>1776140
>Write-in

If i was just a pirate i wouldn't be able to turn you into a moff Tavira.

then cut communication

>Thank you for your time, Moff Tavira

>writing

What's wrong with everyone today?
Why is the Emperor becoming a wimp?

>>1776177
We don't need to threaten her again or remind her of who we are. Any man who must say "remember, I am the King" is no true King. The threat is still implied with what we say.

Palpy can also just dispose of her if she displeases us once we have control. We are hardly above lying, backstabbing, and betrayal.

"Thank you for your time, Moff Tavira."

"Oh, my pleasure," she says. "I'll be looking forward to hearing back from your people then?"

You're already turning away. "Director Isard and my Grand Vizier will handle the details," you reply.

"Looking forward to it!" she replies cheerily.

"Something to remember, Tavira," you say, half looking over your shoulder. "If I were just a pirate I wouldn't be able to turn you into a Moff." You depress the button on the arm of your throne, ending the transmission.

***

"All preparations completed, Admiral."

Admiral Oxtroe nodded approvingly, "Thank you, lieutenant." The military might of 2nd Fleet was arrayed before her, at her disposal. Through the viewport of her flagship, she could see fighter wings, escort ships, and small clusters of Star Destroyers that made up her forces. They were pristine and almost parade-ready.

She frowned slightly, a shame that the rigors of combat would soon mar that perfection.

She took another look at the star chart displayed nearby. Carida was the prize. Raithal as well. It was up to her to return those worlds to Imperial control, and to do it without ruining her force. So be it, the Rebels wouldn't stand a chance.

Distantly, light years away, Yazz was undertaking similar preparations for his assault on the Rebel fortress at Commenor. But that was no concern of hers.

Oxtroe straightened up, smoothed an invisible wrinkle on her uniform, "Start the countdown," she said, "Order all ships to commence the jump when complete."

No turning back now.

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Part of you felt that Grand Admiral Zahn had made himself too inaccessible onboard his new flagship, Intimidator. He certainly seemed to relish holo-messaging you from onboard at various points in the Empire. Now, he was reviewing Admiral Yazz's fleet at its staging area for an imminent attack on Commenor even as Oxtroe's forces left for Carida.

"The Brak Sector?" He repeats.

"Correct, Grand Admiral. There is a sector fleet and admiral there that I am interested in liberating."

"Yes," Zahn replies, "I've seen the reports." Was that a hint of professional jealousy in his voice? "Unfortunately, your Highness, Brak sector is far removed from our lines, behind significant Rebel forces. It wouldn't be easy to break through."

"I didn't ask if it would be easy," you counter, your voice the model of politeness, "I asked of it could be done."

Zahn swallows, "Apologies, Highness. I have analyzed preliminary reports from Director Isard's recon missions and, in short, it would be decidedly risky. We estimate about thirty Rebel capital ships exist between us and the Brak Sector. As it stands, current military estimates don't give them long before the Rebels make a final push to snuff them out. As such, we wouldn't be able to redeploy forces in time to help them." He shrugs, "The only forces that could possibly respond in time would be 3rd Fleet." He pauses a heartbeat before adding, "Lobkin's fleet." As if that would be a deciding factor. "Our others are currently engaged or out of position. Lennox is facing Thrawn and both Oxtroe and Yazz are involved in combat operations.

"3rd Fleet currently guards Corellia and our southern border," you say.

"That is correct. While a strike from garrison positions isn't unheard of, it does risk potential supply issues."

"From the estimates I've hear, Lobkin's force would be outnumbered."

"Not locally, they'd likely have parity," Zahn struggles for words a moment, "More likely they would have to fight numerous engagements against a reinforced enemy with no reinforcement themselves. It's a long distance to travel . . . They have the potential of finding themselves cut off as well."

The plan was not without risk, that much was obvious, and clearly, by Zahn's estimation anyway, such an attack would rely heavily on Lobkin's skill as a leader and his subordinates ability to persevere again and again. In reward, if successful you would gain about half a dozen Stat Destroyers and of course some valuable territory. Not to mention Admiral Trier himself.

>Order Lobkin to make the attack as soon as possible
>Trier will just have to hold on until we have more force to bear
>Admiral Trier is the real prize, make plans to rescue him from the pocket in a special operation

>>1776206
I have questions, will it be a simple rescue and evacuation mission or will we try to hold the sector?

>>1776206
Can't we use Probe droids or some other way to find a hyper route?

>>1776206
Would it be possible to order Intimidator to redeploy? Even if it is only as a reserve/reinforcement an SSD could potentially turn the tide.

>>1776215
If the attack is made: Yes. It will be a permanent breakthrough. A liberation.

If a special operation is made, it will be a small team sent in to grab Trier himself.

A "smash and grab" for Trier and his forces isn't practical since there is a high likelihood they won't be willing to leave their sector behind.

>>1776216
Sure! If you had a lot more time. Brak Sector Fleet is about to be crushed by the Rebellion. This also encounters the same problem, Trier and the others likely won't willingly leave Brak Sector behind. So even if you could sneak in or out, wouldn't change things

>>1776221
Could we punch through and they punch through as well?

>>1776206
>Admiral Trier is the real prize, make plans to rescue him from the pocket in a special operation
We can't overstretch our defence line anymore trying to hold the sector but we can bring back Trier and maybe a few of his captains.

>>1776220
Absolutely, Intimidator is at Kuat or thereabouts, it would be simple to send it down to Corellia to lead the push. It would also put Zahn at the helm instead of Lobkin

>>1776222
Basically there are 2 Rebel fleets, one on your border, and one on Brak Sector. It's assumed Trier will hold the second fleet in place while Lobkin (hopefully) breaks the first. Then, theoretically they could take on the second one together.

>>1776215
We wi tey to hold the sector TK said so last thread.

>>1776227
In that case I vote we have Zahn personally lead the attack. He is getting too comfortable on the SSD and we need to use its strength. We can redeploy reserves to cover the push and move Tarkin to cover any decrease in strength ourselves.

>>1776227
That is if Alana and Lobnik are able to pierce without to many casualtys and if we manage to arrive at time before the other admiral had lost to many of it's forces ...so we push break two revel rescue another and hold a sector to us as at the same time leaving part of the New Republic territory open to be taken... let's do it.

>>1776243
That would still leave Kuat and Correlia open...wouldn't? If we move a SSD the rebels may try to redeploy their on forces.

>>1776255
That's why I said to move Tarkin (with the Emperor aboard) to cover.

The rebels will also be unlikely to attack Kuat after their last attempt to do so let with ambush and disaster.

>>1776255
Kuat is covered by Yazz and 1st fleet which will be attacking Commenor shortly.

Corellia . . . that's dicier. Lobkin is there, but if he goes on the attack it will be hard to protect such a wide area

>>1776265
What assets are in the besieged sector? What would we gain by a full assault besides a loyal skilled admiral?

>>1776206
>Admiral Trier is the real prize, make plans to rescue him from the pocket in a special operation

>>1776271
Some strategic Hyperlane crossroads. Otherwise, fairly average assets from a middling sector. Nothing really impressive.

>>1776271
Seconding this.

I mean, I expect this attack to go well - but I think the counter-attack from the rebels would be devastating to us.

We could trust Thrawn and redeploy our northern garrison fleet to the south...

>>1776272
We should have turned Tavira into a fine paste with the force.

>We should have turned Tavira into a fine paste with the force.
>>1776276
Didn't mean to quote, just saying that in general.

>>1776206

>Trier will just have to hold on until we have more force to bear
Unfortunantly i can see us rescuing Trier as a way to back stab us i say leave him and maybe he will distract the rebels from us then once we have enough power people will still try to figth the rebels.

>>1776275
We could trust thrawn But it's a real valuble strategy that people don't know we are in good terms between each other.

For clarity, let me recap the vote so far.

>Admiral Trier is the real prize, make plans to rescue him from the pocket in a special operation
>>1776226
>>1776272

>Order Lobkin to make the attack as soon as possible
>>1776243 (with Zahn leading it)
>>1776250 (I think)

>Trier will just have to hold on until we have more force to bear
>>1776279


If I missed your vote, let me know. Otherwise, it's very close and now there's talk of redeploying Lennox's fleet south and leaving Coruscant open to Thrawn.

For the record, such a maneuver is possible, but would still take time to do. Trier may not hold on long enough.

>Admiral Trier is the real prize, make plans to rescue him from the pocket in a special operation

>>1776272
>>1776226
Guys no Tier is cool and all but we need him there distracting the rebels maybe with our pirate queen we can even assault their supply lines and create a opening let's just hold a little bit.

Also i want to raid that factory over Darc and destroy the rebels new ships.

After thinking about it, I'm actually going to change my vote to be have Zahn personally lead a force to link up with and Evac these remaining imperial forces. We can't hold the sector yet, but we can try to save the fleet. As for the local forces refusing to come with us - if they stay behind they die while if they come with us they can be part of a later second push to retake the sector. The rebels are too weak and soft hearted to bombard the planets and we can take the important people with us when we withdraw back to secure space.

>>1776290
>leaving Coruscant open to Thrawn.
Not going to vote for that. Corellia is less important than Coruscant

>>1776290
remove my vote to.make lobkin attack and you got it right.

>>1776293
>Also i want to raid that factory over Darc and destroy the rebels new ships.
I promise I haven't forgotten that. So much is happening in the south right now, I have a whole battery of events for the "north" including that choice. Soon.

>>1776294
Write in vote for an attempt to smash and grab? Got it.


>>1776296
My bad, didn't see you were same ID.

Closing vote in 5 minutes

>>1776293
There is no way the Admiral is gonna be able to stay alive long enough for us

Literally the only reason we want Trier is his experience with the rebels

>>1776301
Could Palpatine and a small team of Dark Siders go to Dac and destroy the new fleet with a Storm? Using a Korriban-class.

>>1776302
Well it doesn't matter i was out voted so let's get the best out of this situation. I kinda wanted to rescue his fleet and deny it to the rebels but whatever.

>>1776301
A couple of stealth cruisers should pick him up real quick.

>>1776305
We'll get to that on another quest, hold that idea though!

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>>1776290
>>Order Zahn to make the attack as soon as possible

I want Alana to be a part of it but practical concerns must be considered. We'll move the Emperor's flagship to Corellia.

Admiral Triet has incredible experience against the Rebels and I feel we're gonna need him on our side. If we just rescue him he will only resent us for it.

>Admiral Trier is the real prize, make plans to rescue him from the pocket in a special operation
>>1776226
>>1776272
>>1776292

>Order Lobkin to make the attack as soon as possible
>>1776243 (with Zahn leading it)
>>1776316

>Trier will just have to hold on until we have more force to bear
>>1776279

>Admiral Trier is the real prize, make plans to rescue him from the pocket in a special operation
Wins by a narrow margin and lots of debate

>writing

>>1776301
Not a problem just keep your eyes pelled because some anons aren't as honest as i. >>1776301

Too bad she's an alien, Alema Rar would make a decent future enforcer-type apprentice.

>>1776319
Ah, just missed the voting window. Boo.

I hope this works out. Trier is great and all, but morale may take something of a hit by losing the sector.

We couldn't have successfully held the sector anyway, though, and we're already getting pretty overextended. At least this way we don't have to worry so much about a backstab by Thrawn or a thrust at an undefended Correllia.

"The Brak Sector itself is unimportant," you say. "A few dozen more star systems. Nothing more. What I want is Admiral Trier."

Zahn nods hesitantly, "Yes, well-"

"If we retrieve the Admiral, we save ourselves the trouble of risking so much for so little."

"I am concerned that pulling Trier out may cause the Sector to collapse more quickly, the Admiral may even be resentful-"

"If Admiral Trier is true to his cause he knows where his duty lies. He will be given the illusion of choice of course."

"Of course," Zahn says. "Shall I have a Storm Commando team equipped?"

Who specifically will be sent to retrieve Trier. In cases like this, it's a matter of prestige as much as anything since certainly any number of groups could carry out the operation.

>Storm Commandos (Military Operation)
>Sedriss's Blackguard (Dark Sider Operation)
>Intelligence team (Imperial Intelligence Operation)

>>1776333
>Storm Commandos (Military Operation)

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>>1776322
Thanks, Anon. I'll keep an eye out.

>>1776333
>>Sedriss's Blackguard (Dark Sider Operation)
It's time

>>1776305
That's genius and without look on Darc the emp can easily move there and destroy all the ships in that space.

>>1776333
>>Storm Commandos (Military Operation)

>>1776333
>>Intelligence team (Imperial Intelligence Operation)

We need smart people to do this and to, moreover, keep Trier from feeling too resentful about a withdrawal. Intelligence is the way to go if we don't want an Admiral who secretly despises us.

We can also promise to take the sector back as soon as our present offensive operations are concluded.

>>1776333
>Intelligence team (Imperial Intelligence Operation)

Best thing to make unoticeble and show the admiral that if the intelligence managed to reach him the rebels could do the same.

>>1776333
>Storm Commandos (Military Operation)
Sedriss would make it seem like intimidation and Isard would make it seem like assassination.

Remember Reddrin?

>>1776372
Supporting this, military rescue.

>>1776342
Changing to
>Intelligence team (Imperial Intelligence Operation)

>Storm Commandos (Military Operation)
>>1776339
>>1776345
>>1776372
>>1776378

>Intelligence team (Imperial Intelligence Operation)
>>1776381
>>1776362
>>1776360

Close but the stormies have it

>writing

>>1776372
Maybe it would be ideal. Maybe we can make his forces think it was a rebel assassination? Then maybe his forces would still try to hold the sector without him.

>>1776385
i'm sad for loosing but happy because we get to see stormies commandos versus rebels spies/commandos.

>>1776395
Maybe we can talk with him once we get the stormies nearby? Justify ourself and convince him to come willingly? Since he has such great experience with fighting the rebels he might have a genius plan for us.

"Yes," you say. "Ensure the team knows to make it very clear to Trier where his responsibilities lie should he be difficult."

"I don't think they'll have trouble convincing him, your Highness."

"I'm sure you don't," you say, taking pleasure in seeking the grin vanish from Zahn's face. "If possible, this rescue should be conducted without the knowledge of local forces. The last thing we need is a sudden collapse of morale because their leader has been 'kidnapped'."

"I'll pass specific instructions onto the team leader," Zahn assures you. "These men are professionals I'll have a team dispatched at once."

You nod absently, "That will be all, Grand Admiral."

"Your Highness."

You kill the channel. By now, Tarkin had passed by Skako, but you'd had them change course and take you off the Hydian Way, instead heading to the agriworld of Xorth, famed for its food production and its loyalty to the Empire. You were sure the farmers down there were having some sort of celebration or ceremony to mark the day the Emperor flew by their world.

With Tavira and the situation with the Brak Sector dealt with, your next item of business was Admiral Yzu and his imminent death. While you hadn't personally reviewed the intelligence files on the admiral, you were certain any one of your special operations groups could handle him. It was really more a matter of image and prestige, the same as Trier's rescue.

>My apprentice will do it
>Sedriss will do it
>Imperial Intelligence will do it

>>1776433

>My apprentice will do it

>>1776433
>>My apprentice will do it

If she can't kill one Admiral what good is she.

>>1776433
>Write in
Do it outself, hail him like we did Tavira then choke him. Palpatine is able to do it over hologram.
If not that then
>Sedriss will do it.

>>1776433

>My apprentice will do it

>>1776433
>Sedriss will do it
We need our darksiders to do something and we already had a few great coups from intelligence. Besides, the Dark siders are more attuned to prestige and image than most.

>>1776445
Sorry anon but palpy got nerfed in this quest. We can still summon a force storm to destroy a entire SSD and it's fleet though..

>>1776451
>>1776445
>Challenge
>Unlimited Power
Choose one

>>1776457
Um, Unlimited Power?

>>1776451
It's not really that impressive compared to Storms and bending lightsabers with lightning.
And he even did it in TCW, where force users in general are pretty nerfed. I want to say Caedus and Krayt could do it as well, but I'm not 100% sure on that.

>>1776464
>where force users in general are pretty nerfed
Well, besides Anakin and that massive fucking catchall that 'Dathomiri' are in that series.

>>1776464
>nerfing
It's there so you can't just dial up aanyone who may even remotely be a threat and murder them. "Hey Thrawn, I just want to talk" *murder*. "Mon Mothma, let's negotiate a peace trea- just kidding. You're murdered." Sort of takes the fun out if you ask me.

>>1776481
To be fair, Sidious did do it to Dooku, with whom he was intimately familiar. And Krayt did it do one of his Sith, again, very close.

So I guess we couldn't do it to /anyone/. Cythera though....

>>My apprentice will do it
>>1776435
>>1776444
>>1776446

>Sedriss will do it
>>1776445
>>1776448

>My apprentice will do it
>writing

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>>1776495
>Post Mara's fw Yzu is allied with the Rebels and Luke is guarding him
I geniunely expect her to run into Lumiya or something like that.

Darth Cythera was more than capable of such a task, you reasoned. And besides, could likely use the confidence boost given her recent failures with Skywalker.

You would let Cythera suffer in uncertainty a bit longer before handing her this assignment, though murdering an admiral was a relatively mundane task for a Sith, it would have to do. At least until Luke's Jedi began to come out of hiding. It was a shame, you thought, such effort you'd put into exterminating their kind only to have an upstart farmboy and his failure of a father undo all of your hard work and planning. No matter, you lived and you learned.

Now, Admiral Yzu would die and his faction would collapse, if all went as planned.

This would occur alongside Director Isard and Imperial Intelligence's concerted efforts to sow dissent between Delvardus's seat of power on Eriadu and his far flung holdings around Fondor. You were certain such a task was within her power. You'd seen the plans for small scale false flag operations and fake holonet transmissions that would, hopefully, spur someone different than Delvardus to take power at Fondor. You'd heard promising things about an "Administrator Ossten" who had connections within the Fondor Starshipwrights Guild. Perhaps with the right encouragement he could be made to act on his underlying ambitions.

Now, with your schemes laid, there was nothing left but to let them play out on the galactic stage. As Tarkin tore through Hyperspace, you felt more certain than ever that the time of the Jedi had ended. The Sith, with you as their only real representative, would rule for the next ten thousand years or more.

***

You can cue an evil Palpatine laugh there at the end if you want. That's all the time I have and we ended at the perfect spot, next session (Thursday 7 EST, 11 UTC) we will return to Alana as she returns to her Division at Corellia, we'll also see the results of Palpatine's plans.

If I have time I'll write up some vignettes for things that I can so you guys can have some reading.

As usual I have to thank you guys for coming, you always keep things lively and this quest wouldn't be the same without you.

In the off chance you're new here, be sure to follow the Twitter so I can keep you appraised of upcoming games and get a falsely inflated sense of self-worth
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Thanks for playing!

Point of discussion: Who is Palpatine's second in command?

>>1776551
>You can cue an evil Palpatine laugh there at the end if you want

Which one? Revenge of the Sith laugh. Retur of the Jedi laugh or battle front laugh?

>>1776551
>Thanks for playing!
Thanks for running.

>Point of discussion: Who is Palpatine's second in command?
It depends on the area, I don't think he has one overall second-in-command, but Sedriss and Isard probably come closest. Mas Amedda is pretty essential too.

>>1776570
I'm partial to the one from Return after he arrives on the Death Star.

>>1776572
>Thanks for running.
My pleasure!

>>1776551
Thanks for the run TK!

>Point of discussion: Who is Palpatine's second in command?

Only one man was worty of that title. Unfortunantly he's dead so Palpy is all alone now.

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>>1776506
>Mara's face when

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>Looks much younger than she really is
>Carries around a riding crop
>Smol

I like our latest addition to the fleet.

>>1776551
>Palpatine's Second in Command

Thrawn

>>1777139
Palpy's always had the best people working for him.

>>1776691
Tarkin Reference I'm assuming. Y'all just need to forge a new one. You don't think your current Moffs are up to snuff?

>>1776506
>spoiler
Stop.

>>1776668
Yeah, anytime! as long as it's Tuesday/Thursday/every other Saturday

>>1777139
LEWDNESS DETECTED

>spoiler
Traitor.gif

>>1777152
Hero's all. You stand to gain two more admirals. Trier and Tavira. Who's excited? I know I am.

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>>1777442
>Tavira
>Admiral

>>1778963
Hey we need to expand our fleet somehow.

>>1778997
Title's reserved for someone in the formal chain of command. Also I hope Isard's keeping a close watch.

So I'm not sure how many of you poor bastards follow the Twitter. But I found a new mass combat system that I ripped from Pathfinder and plan on deploying at the next major combat.

Its . . . going to be different. From what my tests have shown it eliminates the long drawn out "nothing really happening" situation of Aradia. Combat resolves decisively and quickly.

God have mercy on us all.

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>>1780513
>Pathfinder
Haha. Bye.

>>1781244
Aww don't be like that. It'll be fuuuuun

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After leaving Ederlathh and her unusual escort behind on Coruscant, you'd quickly slipped back to your normal military routine. Retribution had gotten underway for Corellia immediately after returning the Duchess to Imperial Center. It was a short, uneventful hyperspace jaunt. Upon arrival in the crowded Corellian system, you could see all the hallmarks of a military operation underway, in this case 3rd Fleet deploying to defend the sector. A few kilometers away, a massive, lozenge-shaped tender ship transferred fuel and supplies to a half dozen Imperial warships.

More importantly, you saw the three dagger shapes of Star Destroyers, 4th Division, your division, now including Tierce's command, Monarch. Captain Sobieski, as the senior officer, had been watching the division for you. He wasn't the most active or imaginative commander in the fleet, but you didn't need or want that at the moment. You just felt as though you could rely on him, a far cry from the ambitious Captain Lisson who you'd transferred out of your command at first opportunity.

You hadn't seen Tierce since your sendoff from Splinter, visiting with him would always be nice as you considered him a close friend, although you also had administrative work to do.

>Visit Tierce in person
>Call a conference of all of our Flag Captains
>holocom Tierce

>>1783162
>Call a conference of all of our Flag Captains
Duty first

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>>1777442
>LEWDNESS DETECTED

Can ya blame me?

>>1783162
>Visit Tierce in person
Check up on our boi

>>1783162
>Visit Tierce in person
The personal touch is important

>>1783162
>>Visit Tierce in person
Tierce <3

>Visit Tierce in person

>writing

>>1783172
Speaking as an impartial QM I can't comment on this. Unrelated note: I really enjoyed I, Jedi as a young man.

>>1783162
>>Visit Tierce in person

He's the new captain in the group, it's not favoritism if we visit him first... ... really!

It would be good seeing your old XO again. You have your intentions transmitted to his ship while you make ready to visit. As the shuttle travels the short distance to Monarch you mentally revisit the past. So hard to imagine now that only a short while ago you had first met Tierce, and what a frosty reception that had been. You, after all, were the reason for his cousin's removal from that position as captain of Splinter. Back then, Tierce had been a mere tactical officer under his cousin's command and, after you'd been forced to dispose of an insubordinate XO you'd made a decision to promote the young Lieutenant Tierce and it had turned out to be one of your better calls.

On final approach, you marvel at Monarch's pristine armor plating, devoid of the usual carbon scoring and other wear and tear that seemed to happen to Imperial warships on the line.

Your shuttle settles into the hangar and you are mat with a small reception, a handful of junior officers, a Stormtrooper platoon and a ramrod-straight lieutenant waiting at the foot of the ramp. You and she exchange salutes.

"Commander Tyrna," She says. "Good to have you aboard. From everything the captain has said, it's an honor to meet you, ma'am."

"Thank you, lieutenant," you reply.

"The captain is in his ready room, this way, ma'am."

When the doors to the ready room slide open, Tierce is on his feet almost immediately, beaming. "Commander! So good to see you!"

>It's Alana, you should know that
>Thank you *Captain* Tierce, good to have you back
>Captain. I'm very much looking forward to working with you again.

>>1783230
>>It's Alana, you should know that

>>1783230
>>It's Alana, you should know that

>>1783230
>Captain. I'm very much looking forward to working with you again.

let's be a tad professional okay guys?

>>1783230
>>It's Alana, you should know that Roth.
>good to have you back captain.

>>1783248
I was going to agree, but consider how we left him last. We can be friends in private, and still be professional in public. After our emotional goodbye it'd be kind of odd to revert back...

>"I . . . Don't know what to say, Ma'am," Tierce says, face not betraying any emotion.

>"Say, 'thank you'." You shake your head, "There's no one I know more qualified to run this ship than you."

>"I know I can run the ship," Tierce says, "I just . . . Well I was hoping to stay together."

>"There's time for that in the future," you reply, the two of you keeping pace together as you walk down the central walkway of the bridge of your ship.

>"I have to say I'm going to miss you, ma'am."

>"Alana," you say, stopping to face him. "We've been through enough that it should be Alana."

>"Alana," Tierce says, "You've certainly done more than anyone else in terms of shaping my career. Got me out from Cousin Denvis and showed me what a little parasite he was."

>"You realized that yourself. You're a clever man Lieutenant-"

>"Roth, please."

>"Roth, yes. You'll be one hell of a captain."

>"Do us all a favor, Alana. Don't stop fighting until you're on top of this naval dogpile. We need a clear head like you calling the shots."

>"I have no intentions of stopping."

>"Spoken like a baroness," Tierce says. "Take care of yourself, Alana."

>"You do the same, Roth."

>Tierce clicks his heels together and executes a textbook-perfect salute. His academy instructors would have been proud. The bridge crew collectively rise to their feet, matching his salute. Even the stormtrooper guard detail seems to show cracks in their monolithic façade, turning to look back one last time at their commanding officer.

>You pause a moment, surveying the bridge and its crew, remembering not all that long ago you were an enemy on this ship, filling the shoes of a beloved superior officer. As one of them put it, you were just that girl. Now you were the baroness.

>You return the salute, snapping it off expertly. "I leave her in your capable hands, Lieutenant," you say, loud enough for everyone to hear.

>"Thank you, Commander."

>You came a conquering warlord and left a friend and champion. You count that among your most incredible wins.


***

>>1783248
No. It's time for handholding

>>1783268
Reading this reminds me that when we have time, we should take it upon us to visit each and every ship. I think the crewmen would love it and we would really be loved

>It's Alana, you should know that

>Writing

>>1783270
Get outta here with that nasty lewd bullshit!

>>1783270
>spoiler

To lewd for a blue board anon.
Besides what about Ederlathh and Lobkin?

>>1783286
With Tierce we can join our great houses together.

"Alana," you correct, giving Tierce a genuine smile and taking the seat he offers. "You should know that, Roth."

He looks sheepish, "Of course," he says.

"So, how's the ship treating you?" you ask, "How's your new XO treating you?"

He chuckles, "It's nice not having to be the whipping boy for once. You might not believe it, but my last captain was a real slave driver."

The two of you share a laugh. "Easy," you warn, "I'm told she has powerful connections in the government."

"I'll be careful," his grin relaxes, "Really, it's good to see you, Alana. The navy's getting so big I was worried we wouldn't."

You shake your head, "Despite the Naval Board's best efforts to spread out skill and talent, the best officers consistently find themselves working together."

"Really though," he says, "It's nice to get a chance to thank you in person. I thought Splinter was the pinnacle of my career. Hell, I thought it would be XO."

"Makes you wonder where else you'll go," you say.

"Makes me worry," he says smiling. After a moment his expression sours somewhat. "You know that Denvis is a Moff now," he says.

"Captain Tierce?" you ask in spite of yourself, momentarily forgetting there were two.

"Commander Tierce," he corrects dourly, "Former commander I suppose. They made him Moff of that sector you liberated in the Negs."

You snort, "Pity any poor colonists who end up on his worlds." you recognize such criticism of an active Moff was dangerous but with Tierce, you trusted him.

Tierce nods as much in agreement, "So," he says, "Tell me, how is your new XO treating you?"

>Lieutenant Bastra is as good a replacement as I could ask for
>He's an old navy dog, a bit conventional but he gets the job done
>He's not like you. Not even close.

>>1783299
>talking about join houses

i mean from the people we have gound Tierce is the best choice but i still want Alana to be working for the new Admiral.

>>1783312
>>He's an old navy dog, a bit conventional but he gets the job done
He serves the role well enough

>>1783312
>He's an old navy dog, a bit conventional but he gets the job done

The third one sounds way to flirty.

>>1783312
>>He's an old navy dog, a bit conventional but he gets the job done
He's as good as it can get.

I hope Sesstrix is the new captain of the Splinter girl deserved a promotion.

So our captains are Best boy Tierce. A old dig that served with Vader and a prince from a previous rebel sector who is trying to keep his honor?

>He's an old navy dog, a bit conventional but he gets the job done

>Writing

>>1783343
That's . . . a pretty accurate summation.

>>1783377
Thanks i try.

"He's an old navy dog," you say, "Clone Wars vintage."

Tierce raises his eyebrows.

"A bit conventional, but he gets the job done."

"That's good." Tierce smiles, "I was worried they'd saddle you with some-"

An insistent chime from his computer terminal interrupts him.

"Sorry," he flips on the speaker. "Yes?"

"Captain Tierce, we've received a High priority message for Commander Tyrna."

"Go ahead," you say.

"Commander, I'm sorry to interrupt, but a new ship arrived in the system, ma'am and- well . . . They identify as Dromund and they say a 'Lord Sallin' is expecting to meet with you at once. He says he has orders from Lord Brakiss himself."

You and Tierce exchange looks. A Komissar no doubt, and on orders from Brakiss. Your last encounter was hardly positive. You feel your blood run cold.

"Commander-" Tierce begins.

"I'd better return," you say, standing up.

"Of course," Tierce says. "If there's anything-"

"No, Captain. Roth. Thank you, but I can handle this." The last time you'd involved Tierce with Dark Siders they'd forcibly probed his mind and the results were . .. Unpleasant.

Tierce looks torn, he clearly wants to say more but instead salutes. "I'll see you at the captain's meeting."

You nod absently, hoping that was still going to happen. With Dark Siders in the mix, plans could change.

(Cont.)

>>1783398
Oh great more Dark siders yay...

Sorry, stand by. I'm on call today, have to deal with a situation, 15 mins tops

Also
> They identify as Dromund

What you did there...i saw it.

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Dromund didn't stay in the system long, just long enough to disgorge a single Tie fighter and continue along its course, headed out past the current Imperial border on a mission, you were sure, only the Emperor knew.

The man who stood before you in your ready room certainly fit the mold of a Dark Sider. Human, tall, his eyes bright and alive, but somehow cold. His light hair cropped close to his head. He wore dark robes and the clattering jewelry you'd come to associate with the Emperor's force users. His hands were steepled, fingers pressed together, a red-plated lightsaber hung from his belt.

While he wore the trappings of the Sith, you were put more in mind of hired muscle, the sort of man a swoop gang might bring into a bar to cause trouble.

He came together with a data card, labeled specifically from the Komissari, Lord Brakiss. It was a simple text message in encoded form. Once you had it decoded, it was a message to you.

Hello Commander. You'll of course notice that Ap-Llewff is no longer my superior and I am the one calling the shots. Your testimony was instrumental in that. I saw that Mi had failed to accompany you to the Koornacht cluster. This is just as well. Mi was an attack dog held just away from your face. Lord Sallin is a boot knife. You may use him as you see fit.

You lookws up into Sallin's half grinning face, unsure if he was aware of the contents of this message.

"Lord Sallin?" you ask apprehensively.

"Ma'am."

This was an unexpected development. A pet Dark Sider.
>Keep him on Retribution and out of the way until I figure out what to do with him
>Have Lord Sallin conduct loyalty checks among the crew
>Have Lord Sallin accompany me in general. Extra muscle may be useful
>Write in

>>1783454
>>Have Lord Sallin accompany me in general. Extra muscle may be useful
Nothing like a Beefcake to add extra Authority

>>1783454
>Have Lord Sallin accompany me in general. Extra muscle may be useful
>Write in
Prep a room for him something comfortable for a dark sider we still need to treat then with some respect after all.

>>1783454
>>Write in
Have him accompany us to our captains meeting and introduce him to the others. Afterwards ask for his opinion on them.

I'd like keeping him around at all times, except for the fact that we would have to send him away to do anything in private. He is a Kommissari after all and to do such would be suspicious. Plus he may get bored with watching us all the time...

Have him "make himself at home" with the ship and do what he wishes with regards to loyalty checks, etc until we find a good use for him.

>>1783454
>Have Lord Sallin accompany me in general. Extra muscle may be useful
Very useful indeed

>Have Lord Sallin accompany me in general. Extra muscle may be useful

>writing

>>1783513
can we add this write in? >>1783477

I wonder how much our captains are going to shit themselfs once we wall into the room with a dark sider rigth next to us.

I wonder if this is how Tarkir used to feel when he was alive.

Stand by guys, have to handle another situation. give me 20 minutes. Unusually lively night for me.

Remember, guys, we won the overwhelming support of the crew on Splinter by being brave and standing up for them including to the (despised) Dark siders. Having this guy around will definitely be useful, but if we align ourselves too closely we will certainly be feared and obeyed by the crew, but will not gain their love or respect.

>>1783569
Well we can still do both. If we tour each and every ship, make small talk with our crew, and be a generally good person, then they'll like us

We could always dismiss him for a while

>>1783569
>>1783573
I'm just happy we have someone to help our troops in boarding parties. It will also help us capturing rebels.

Back and writing, thanks for the patience guys

>>1783625
Only doing it because i REALLY like your quest TK.

You smile at the Dark Sider. "I'd like you to accompany me, if that's agreeable to you."

"I've been instructed by Lord Brakiss to assist you however possible," he replies, his voice low.

"Splendid. I'll have some quarters prepared for you, a suite perhaps."

Sallin says nothing.

"I also want to remind you that you do have free reign of my ship and the others in my Division. Should you ever need to roam, my lord."

Sallin shrugs, "All the same to me. Lord Brakiss was clear that I should fulfill my duty as Komissar, but my first duty is to you."

This, you felt, could work well. In any case, you had a captain's meeting to gather. "Lord Sallin, if I may, I'd like to invite you to the meeting of my flag captains that will be taking place shortly."

"It would be good to observe your subordinates," he agrees. "Very well."

***

It wasn't long before you had sent the invitation to your captains who were quick to assemble in one of the conference rooms on Retribution. Now they were assembled, the white-haired Sobieski, the familiar Tierce, and the brooding Wei. You made certain to enter the room a full minute late, striding in confidently, Sallin gliding in behind you.

"Captains, thank you for coming," you say as you pull up a chair, Sallin stopping a few steps back to observe the room. The captains are all visibly surprised, save perhaps Sobieski who you weren't sure was biologically capable of being surprised. Tierce gave you a questioning look. Are you okay?

You gave a slight nod and a smirk. Oh Tierce, if only you knew.

"Gentlemen, Lord Sallin will be sitting in on our meeting," you said. It was unspoken that he was a Komisar whos job was to monitor loyalty. Such things weren't discussed in the Navy.

"Before we start, let me welcome you back, Commander," Sobieski says, utterly nonplussed, inflection neutral.

"Thank you, captain," you reply, slightly disappointed you hadn't rattled his cage slightly. "How has the sector been?"

"Quiet. Now that the last of 3rd Fleet is here, we can start to disperse for proper patrol and security."

No news was good news, you suppose. "Wonderful." The sooner you ended this meeting, the sooner you could meet with Lobkin, perhaps the Admiral would have something more interesting to discuss.

"It's fortunate no enemy activity has been forecast in our sector," Sobieski continues, his voice subdued, almost whisper quiet. "Given our Tie fighter situation."

(1/2)

You blink, "What 'Tie Fighter situation'?"

The older captain stirs slightly, not meeting your eyes, he talks to the deck plating in front of you. "I had assumed you were made aware, Commander."

"No," you say, suddenly feeling anger and unease in equal quantities. "I was not, what situation?"

"Our new batch of fighters never arrived," Sobieski says, risking eye contact for a moment. "There were delays after the Koornacht Campaign-"

"Yes, I'm aware," you reply curtly. The shortage of fighters was known and was brought about my a mass retooling of assembly lines across the Empire to deliver better quality fighters. Tie /Ad "Avengers" and in mass quantities alongside other advanced designs like Tie /D Defenders and Scimitar bombers. "But we were promised replenishment of losses after reaching the system," you said, patience fading.

"So we were. And we were replenished." Sobieski lets the words hang, his meaning clear.

"With none of the advanced designs," you supply.

He nods once, "When we did receive our fighters, they were old Tie /Lns, apparently ear marked for garrison and patrol duty."

"Well, send them back," you say, frustrated you have to think of everything. "That's not what we were promised."

Sobieski breaks eye contact again, "I tried, ma'am. Since our replacement fighters have been marked as received, requesting replacements isn't allowed until losses exceed 20%. It's considered a 'duplicate' shipment." Before you can reply, he also adds, "I spoke with Mr. Luar about it extensively and he told me that there was nothing more he could do. He asked that I 'make do' with what we were given."

Luar. The name instantly fills you with cold hate. Now he was toying with the lives of your men and women. Subpar fighters passed off as 'the real deal' and better placements withheld, this was an outrage.


>Contact Luar
>Contact father
>Contact Lobkin
>Do nothing, Luar will get what's coming to him someday

(2/2)

>>1783651
>>Contact Lobkin
Can't really on dad, need to stay on chain of command

>>1783651
>>Contact Lobkin
You don't get to fuck with the Imperial Navy like this

>>1783666
Supporting.

Don't ask him to do anything, just apprise him of the situation. We've been given sub-standard fighters due to 'beauracracy' and it's annoying.

>>1783651
>Contact Lobkin

Wonder what the admiral would think og someone accident causing his forces to be so ill prepared.


But to replace the figthers do this:

>Contact father

We just need to push this figthers to the garrisond forces after all they need more to keep vigilance of the sector and we as a figthing force need the advanced figthers.

>Contact Lobkin

>writing

couldn't we tell our new kommisari friend about this situation and see if he can rectify this mistake?

>>1783773
We need to be careful with how we use him. We don't want it to get out that he really reports to us...

You let the rest of the meeting proceed normally, listening to reports from each of your captains in turn, all the while burning with indignant rage. By the time the meeting ended, you storm straight for the communications suite of your quarters, having the sense to pause long enough to send Sallin to the bridge without you before calling up Admiral Lobkin.

"Commander Tyrna," he says, his face resolving on your terminal, "Always a pleasure." he stops and takes not of your facial expression, "Something the matter?"

You maintain enough professionalism to speak calmly. "Perhaps, sir. I simply wanted to make you aware of a situation with my division."

"Situation?" Lobkin looked suspicious.

"A supply situation. It seems we've haven't be awarded the fighter compliment we were promised. We've received a few boatloads of Tie /Lns instead of the new Avengers. It's being chalked up to a clerical error, and I've been told there are bureaucratic reasons that it cannot be rectified."

Lobkin looks sympathetic, "I'm terribly sorry to hear that, Commander. You aren't able to send them back?"

You shake your head.

"Hmm, well I can promise to open an investigation at once, to try to determine our options going forward."

You expression must betray your disappointment.

"I'm sorry, Commander," he says, "I have very little control over such supply situations. Any sort of appeal would be handled by the civilian Naval Board, though I'm happy to put in a word with them. Ordinarily I'd offer to take your case straight to the Grand Admiral but" he smiles distantly, "I'm afraid Zahn won't have much sympathy for me. My name doesn't carry much weight in naval circles.

>I understand, thank you Admiral
>Please, there has to be something more you can do. I can't send my people into battle in flying death traps
>Surely you've got more clout than that, Silas.

>>1783773
Unfortunately, the Komissari only have jurisdiction over the navy. Sending him to Kuat to sort things out would be a gross overstep of his authority.

>>1783794
>Thank you Admiral, I just wished to inform you so that we do not plan with things we do not actually have.

>>1783797
What if we 'visited' Kuat with him on board?

>>1783799
This, but make sure Lobkin knows that we can't really go on the offensive or hold our own against superior fighters

>>1783794

>I understand, thank you Admiral

Time to call dad. He does have some Yvetha with him amd he is in charge of a shipyard in byss i don't see a problem for him re taking this old class ships and brigging the RIGTH shipment that someone send by mistake to us. Really a very bad management and control of personnel the emperor or someone that takes care os the logistic un the navy should be punished for doung this.

Wasn't that person Sedriss?

>>1783794
>>I understand, thank you Admiral

>>1783815
Talking with your father next is doable as long as enough people support it.

>>1783848
There is no need for it, Supplies are stretched as fuck.

Otherwise:

>I understand, thank you Admiral

>Writing

You exhale, "I understand. Thank you, Admiral."

Lobkin frowns, "I am sorry, Commander. If there's any more I can do-"

"No," you say. "Thank you, Admiral. I just wanted to make you aware of the situation. Without those fighters, my division's combat effectiveness diminished."

"I have faith in your skills," he says, "You'll make them work, not to mention we're fortunately not on combat posting." He gives you a moment to reply, but when you say nothing adds, "Is there anything else?"

You knew that with details of your division taken care of, it would soon be time to confer with Admiral Lobkin and the other division commanders regarding deployments. You knew Lobkin had such a conference planned to take place later tonight, albeit virtually. You also knew you seemed to have a favored position among his staff and might be able to work out a more personal meeting beforehand if you wanted.

>I'll wait for the conference like the others
>A Private, face to face meeting could be advantageous

>>1783871
>A Private, face to face meeting could be advantageous

As he said we aren't in deploy and we do have the time soo...*wink* *wink*

>>1783871
>I'll wait for the conference like the others

Well, that's two conflicting votes. I'll give a few minutes for a tie breaker

>>1783932
Lets proceed and i will just change my vote to
>I'll wait for the conference like the others

>I'll wait for the conference like the others

>writing

A private meeting would have to wait, you thought. Maybe when you had a bit more free time. For the time being, you would be content to wait till the meeting of all the division commanders. You would get to meet Lennox's replacement.

"No, Admiral. Thank you," you say.

"Any time, Commander."

"And, Admiral," you say, "I was hoping we might have a chance to meet privately at some point soon."

A grin creeps onto Lobkin's features, "It would be my pleasure. Perhaps when we have more time."

"Yes," you say. "Perhaps."

***

Admiral Yzu died clutching at his throat, eyes bulging impossibly large, his mouth working soundlessly. The veins in his neck had stood out as he attempted to beg, plead or threaten his way out of the situation he suddenly found himself in. Such efforts were wasted on a Sith.

Lightsabers were too noisy for this kind of clandestine work, and far too obvious. Cythera exhaled as the Admiral lifeless body fell to the lushly carpeted floor of his office on Cloud City, orange light streaming in, glittering and reflecting on the dozens of small crystalline statuettes that lined his desk and virtually every surface in the office. A shimmering rainbow danced on Yzu's back, cast by one of the crystals.

Cythera flexed her gauntleted hands. It was getting easy to forget they weren't her own sometimes. The replacement limbs she'd been given on Tarkin were worlds away from the flimsy, medical-grade ones she'd had installed on board Korriban. They were more than capable of crushing Yzu's neck without use of the force, though she hadn't opted on that messy course of action. She'd also been told they were built with some fancy and rare alloys that resisted lightsabers. The Mage who oversaw their installation by a team of droids had reiterated that point. Resist, not totally stop.

At any rate, it would prevent Skywalker, or any of his students, from performing the same cute little maneuver that cost her her arms. No matter what, Cythera kept coming back to that same point. It didn’t matter how many warlords she cut down, the Jedi were the real challenge.

She stepped over Yzu's lifeless body, headed for the air shaft she'd taken to gain access to what was supposed to be a place of safety. It would be a short trip through the ducts to the landing pad and then out again on the disguised freighter she'd arrived on. It wasn't much, but surely such success counter for something in her master's eyes. Her mission was accomplished, Yzu died not knowing the name of his killer.

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Lobkin's Divisional meeting was fairly informal thing, each of you represented in holographic form to the others in turn, a virtual conference. You knew most of those present, Lobkin of course, wearing his non-regulation and likely custom-tailored cape, a haze of Cigarra smoke periodically interfering with the holocameras trying to capture his image. 1st Division's Commander Flesser who shared Serpentine with Admiral Lobkin. The scars on his head difficult to make out in the low resolution hologram.

The older Commander Stoble, and commanding 3rd Division and replacing Lennox was Commander Lavorem of Empress Teta.

You'd heard the name before.

Lavorem had conducted some regard action against the Rebels during the withdrawal to the Core. He'd captained one of Sedriss's precious few Star Destroyers around the same time you'd served as captain of the Strike-Class Scylla. It seems he'd done well for himself during the expansion. Though you supposed he likely felt the same about you.

Lobkin seems calmer than he did at Koornacht, less harried. You supposed he had proved himself a capable leader to his superiors then and felt some sense of job security now. After he finishes introducing Lavorem to the others, and gathering data from each Division commander he launches into his briefing, a holographic map accompanying him.

"We're a bit stretched thin here," he says. "We make up the entire southern flank of the Empire at present. Our colleague Admiral Lennox is the northern cap. Oxtroe and Yazz are pressing into the Inner Rim, and that leaves us effectively without reserve. Fortunately for us, there is little in the way of enemy activity in this sector. The belief is that they are busy crushing warlords further to the south, and for the time being can't be bothered with our sector. Now, it's common knowledge that this area, the Corellian Run specifically, is a major hyperspace lane, and a conduit directly in the heart of the Empire. Ship traffic is very high, and so is the risk of smuggling, and rebel infiltration." Lobkin pauses and takes a long drag on his cigarra. "Faith in the Empire is up, and this means an increase in trade and traffic flow in general. To that end, our major risk is not rebel attack, but spies and smugglers passing through. I'll be distributing the fleet, but I strongly recommend each of you commit at least 1/4 of your force to customs and patrol duty. It's not glamour's, but it's a part of being the navy."

He brings up a readout of his planned distribution of forces, you note 4th Division has been given arguably the most important spot to control, Corellia. Lobkin is at far flung Rendilli, and Stoble is left on patrol of the Corellian Run. The nearest force to yours is at Duro, helmed by Lavorem.

"Questions?" Lobkin asks

>yes
>No

>>1784009
Hope yes

>>1784021
You have a question?

>>1784009
>Yes

What about any attemp to divert our forces? The rebels could be capable to fake a attack or a action just to attemp and brakr Correlian What i see it could happen are mutiple small pockets cause harm along our as you said already spread force.

Maybe the use of check and the data of authorized commerce crafts only? Give a focus with freigther and droids in then due to the rebels constant use of such resources.

>>1784068
"Any attempt to divert our forces will be handled in a measured way," Lobkin says, "We are not going to be chasing Rebels up and down the Corellian Run. I've identified the four sectors most likely to be targeted and detailed a division to safeguard them. You are not to pursue any enemy force out of your patrol zone, not without my authorization. I would much rather let a rebel raiding fleet get away than risk opening a gap in our lines."

Any other questions?

>Yes
>No

>>1784078
>No

>writing

"In that case," Lobkin says, "Each of you knows your duty. Good luck."

One by one the divisional commanders fade away to nothingness., leaving you alone in Retribution's conference room. Now it would fall to you to execute Lobkin's plan, the Corellian system and all its many inhabited worlds with only your Division between them and nearby Rebel space.

***

That's my time. Looks like just about everyone went to bed anyway. Thanks for playing, be sure to follow the Twitter.
https://twitter.com/DarkEmpireQuest

I like to end these things with discussion topics, but I don't have any right now, so let me instead ask:

>Yall have any questions for me or general things to discuss?


Thanks for playing!

>>1784125
No questions falling asleep.Thanks for running TK.

>>1784131
Sleep well, anon! Thanks!

Omg, I caught the quest [s]up and running![/s]

The Luar 'situation' and the consequences of our actions were beautifully portrayed, loving it.

>>1784125
Another dinner with Lobkin after this?

>>1784415
Thanks! Glad you're enjoying It!

>>1784555
I left the option open, if that's something anons want

>>1784665
I definetly want ot don't know about the other anons

>>1784665
Will you be running during this weekend TK?

>>1785391
Yes! Sorry, forgot to mention that. Saturday 7 est (11 utc.)

>>1785453
No problem it was quite late already so
i'm not surprised you forgot to post it.

After your meeting with Lobkin and his other divisional commanders, you'd been left with a few key pieces of information.

Firstly, that rudimentary recon of this area revealed no major rebel presence, meaning any major attacks were unlikely.

Secondly, as a high traffic area with minimal civilian authority, the primary threat in this area is that of smuggling, spying, and other rebel infiltration of the Empire. Lobkin advised that 1/4 of your force be assigned to custom and patrol duty of the system. Stopping and searching civilian vessels.

One quarter of your force is equivalent to one of your Star Destroyers and its escorts. Of course, Lobkin also left it entirely in your hands. The Corellian System is a wide area, and even a whole quarter of your force will be stretched thin trying to patrol it all and challenge every vessel that came in. That being said, with a quarter of your force assigned to such tasks, they would be unavailable for immediate combat action should a threat arise quickly.

How much of your force will you deploy to customs and shipping patrol duty?

>none, a handful of pickets will have to suffice. (5-10% of force)
>One Star Destroyer and escorts, we'll follow Lobkin's recommendation (25% of force)
>Two Destroyers and their escorts, better safe than sorry. (50% of force)

>>1789724
>>Two Destroyers and their escorts, better safe than sorry. (50% of force)
We can do with 2 SDs as reserve.

>>1789724

>Two Destroyers and their escorts, better safe than sorry. (50% of force)

Send Sobiesky to do it if there is someone that will know about imperial protocol break would be him. The prince is to green to be leaft alone. So have Tierce go as support to Winterborn.

>>1789751
And don't forget rebels are good at sneaky attacks. So keep a control of traffic allows us to avoid any possible sabotage by rebel spies/commandos.

>>1789757
I'll have the specific destroyers selected next vote unless for some reason everyone is okay with this

>Two Destroyers and their escorts, better safe than sorry. (50% of force)

>Writing

>>1789771
I really have no preference on who we send

>>1789771
Better give a vote so anons can have a option.Maybe ditch out Alana's opinion on the captains on her task force so the new blood knows who they want to s3lect for this.

You could spare two of your destroyers. Things appeared quiet on the military front, and you knew how badly Corellia would need those customs patrols. You knew it was unfair to stereotype the Corellians as smugglers and "free spirits" but at the same time, Corellians that supported the Empire, including Tierce and his family, seems to you to be the minority.

Not to mention your years of experience fighting the Rebels after the collapse at Endor had shown you that they traditionally favored underhanded action and infiltration tactics were possible. Boosted patrols were simply more likely to catch Rebels.

With half of your force assigned, it falls to you to assign your captains to the operation. Such a task might be seen as an insult since it's typically so far beneath what is normally expected of a naval officer. Also, whoever assigned will be somewhat removed from the chain of command while on patrol so will need to operate independently.

Tierce of course, you knew could and would handle such a task admirably, and without complaint. As a Corellia himself, he may also have further insight into the traffic in the system.

Sobieski would handle it without complaint. He wasn't a very energetic commander, but he followed orders to a 'T'.

Wei was more of a wild card. You suspected he would take such an assignment as an insult of his abilities.

Of course, you could also handle it yourself, but this would leave your combat arm under another's command.
Which destroyer/captains will you assign to this task? Please pick two, the two with the most votes are selected.


>My own (Retribution)
>Sobieski's (Winterborn)
>Wei's (Despot)
>Tierce's (Monarch)

>>1789858
>>Sobieski's (Winterborn)
>>Tierce's (Monarch)

>>1789881
Supporting this.

>>1789858
>Sobieski's (Winterborn)
>Tierce's (Monarch)

I kinda want to sent Alana because with a dark sider we can as easily find a hidden rebel but lets try with this pair here.

>Sobieski's (Winterborn)
>Tierce's (Monarch)

>Writing

Sobieski and Teirce could handle such an assignment. You would continue to conduct military patrols with Retribution and Captain Wei aboard Despot.

When you presented them both with their assignments, neither so much as blinked. Patrol routes were assigned, and within a day, the Corellina system practically buzzed with Imperial activity. Carracks and Lancers queried incoming shipping, assault shuttles packed with stormtroopers boarded ships at random, or which seemed suspect. In the middle of all this activity, two Star Destroyers circled, a visible reminder of the Empire's power and reach.

Within another day, you're greeted with the news that Admiral Yazz's fleet has launched for Commenor, and that you've confiscated over 100 metric tons of contraband, most of which was civilian in nature. Spice, slaves, illegal cybernetics, but a few shipments are more suspect. Cases of blaster rifles, components that could be used in the manufacture of explosives, even a flight of Z-95 headhunters, disassembled, but in fighting condition otherwise.

It's minor, all told when compared to the sheer volume of everything else, but with your eye for detail, you find yourself wondering how far it goes. The crews of the ships in question have been detained on board the destroyers that picked them up, their ships impounded. Currently, they are being interrogated by your shipboard intelligence agents, however, you happen to have an Sabaac card up your sleeve that may give you an edge.

>Let Intelligence handle it
>Have Lord Sallin speak with these smugglers

>>1789989
>Let Intelligence handle it
These are small fish, let's save our trump card for the big dogs.

>>1789989
>>Let Intelligence handle it
But if they can't crack them then we'll play our Trump card
>>Have Lord Sallin speak with these smugglers

>>1789989
Changing my vote let inteligence have their turn with this guys.


>Let Intelligence handle it

>>1790026
Komissar, his stated job is to find disloyalty within the military and navy specifically.

>Let Intelligence handle it

>writing

Intelligence can handle it. Let them do something to earn those paychecks besides look over your shoulders at everything the navy does. Putting it out of mind, you continue routine patrol operations.

Later on, you're reading over the latest contraband confiscation reports when you hear cheering from the starboard crew pit.

You and your XO, lieutenant Bastra, both turn, startled by the sound. You even see the normally unflappable Lord Sallin glance at it from his position on the bridge walkway.

Making your way over, gathering crew quickly part for you, hastily saluting or otherwise stammering explanations. Within a few seconds, you come face to face with a beaming officer holding a datapad, climbing the truncated flight of stairs out of the pit.

He seems to be the center of attention.

"Ensign?" You ask, ripping him from his own thoughts, his expression falls at once.

"C-commander!"

"Report," Bastra demands, "What's all this shouting?"

"I was just going to bring this report to you, commander, but the others overheard and-"

"What report?" Bastra barks.

You accept the datapad from the ensigns outstretched hand.

After Action Reports from Commenor and Dakshee.

You scanned the title while the ensign explained.

"Grand Admiral Zahn had copies forwarded to all units. We won. Both battles."

Your eyes widened as you scanned the report. Total victory in both instances, Rebel forces decimated and collapsing. This had to represent some kind of turning point, with Commenor and Carida on the eve of liberation the entire Inner Rim would be opened up. Of course, there would be mopping up to do, planetary occupation, patrol duty, the exchange of power, but it meant a freshly opened up Rim.

>Go ahead and celebrate, Ensign. Spread the word.
>This is good news but we are still a military vessel in war, back to your posts

https://pastebin.com/S3Yj9ad2

>>1790101
>>Go ahead and celebrate, Ensign. Spread the word
Glory to the Empire!

>>1790101
>This is good news but we are still a military vessel in war, back to your posts

>>1790106
>Alana
>not being professional


i know it's a good thing anon but we shouldn't loose moral. On that note prepare something to everyone after it to celabrate the empire's victory.

>>1790101
>Go ahead and celebrate, Ensign. Spread the word.

>Go ahead and celebrate, Ensign. Spread the word.

>writing

>>1790231
>Not making a speech ourself
I know I came late but I'm still disappointed.

>>1790246
It's the weekend most anons are to tired from a weeks work and just want to relax reading some quests.

You smiled at the ensign, allowing your normally implacable professional attitude to crack.

"Go ahead and celebrate," you say. "Forward this message to all departments. This is a glorious day for the Empire."

"Yes, ma'am!" he replies, snapping his heels together and saluting you.

You're not even sure he notices your own dismissive salute before he's gone.

"You sure that's wise, ma'am?" Bastra asks. "Give them a centimeter and they take a kilometer."

"Let them have this, Lieutenant," you say. "This day is for everyone in the Empire."

"As you say, ma'am," Bastra replies, even as you hear celebration carrying throughout this deck of your ship, a scene you're sure is being mirrored on every other warship in your command. Victories like those were new to you, and were new to many in the navy, but now joined a growing list of great battles. Coruscant, Kuat, and now Commenor and Dakshee could be added.

"Sorry to interrupt, ma'am," a junior officer says, pushing past a pair of cheering crewmembers. "You have a holo message from Winterborn

***

The man before you is very unassuming. Bald, shortish and with eyes that dart. He's also the chief intelligence officer for Winterborn and that makes him, in theory, a dangerous and cunning man.

"Most of them we've determined, with some difficulty, are run of the mill smugglers. We've disposed of the most objectionable ones, the gun runners for instance, and fined or imprisoned the rest. However, some of them seem to have deeper ties," he says in a smooth, placid voice.

You peak an eyebrow, "Deeper ties? How do you mean?"

"The ones hauling the explosive components were operating under a forged shipping license. A very high quality forgery, so perfect as you be indistinguishable."

"In that case," you say, "How were they found out?"

A smile flickers on his lips and is gone, "It's an outdated format. It looks like it was copied from the master when Corellia was under warlord control still."

"An old license?" you repeat.

"Exactly. One so expertly forged it seems like it was conducted by a professional intelligence agency."

"The Rebellion," you say.

He nods. "We've tracked similar licenses to a handful of bulk freighters in the Corellian high port," he says, straightening up, "With your permission, Commander, I'd like to have them raided. Detained under threat of force and boarded to be searched for contraband.

>Yes, go ahead
>No, let's merely observe them for now
>Write in

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>>1790327
>2017
>Being a wagie

>>1790346
>Yes, go ahead

>>1790346
>Yes, go ahead