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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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You are Alana Tyrna, a Commander in the Imperial Navy and a Baroness of Byss and you are right at home on the bridge of Retribution, watching the order and precision of naval routine executed around you like a perfectly rehearsed ballet. It wasn't long ago, really just a few months, where such coordination would be almost unthinkable in the Empire. You had your backs against the proverbial wall and the Rebellion was bearing down on you, bristling with turbolasers and star fighters.

You'd endured mutinous conscripts, traitors, cowards, profiteers, and self-serving dandies. You'd seen the worst the Empire had to offer, you'd seen everything you and your family had worked so hard for falling apart.

Then the Emperor had returned, overcoming even death to lead the galaxy to peace and prosperity.

Now you stood here, on the bridge of a Star Destroyer watching a battle group deploy into orbit over a world once thought long-lost to the Empire. You'd seen it in a holonet interview with Grand Moff Dureyea. He'd said the Rebellion was "Crushed, scattered, demoralized, and left reeling." After you'd heard word of a titanic battle near the Mon Calamari home world that destroyed much of its surface in collateral damage, you weren't surprised. The Rebels had been faced with nothing but defeat since your Emperor returned.

Now, it remained to you to ensure all that had been secured wasn't lost to barbarism and piracy, least of all because of your allies.

It was no secret that Leonia Tavira was an opportunist. Hardly a loyalist to the Empire, she'd seen the writing on the wall and been given the option to join up. She'd of course taken it and most of the warlords who had not were now dead. You take a deep breath to relax, reminding yourself that it fell solely to you to serve as an example to those under your command. Under your command alone.

After your falling out with Lobkin, you had been awarded your first independent command, answering only to Moff Tavira. This meant it was entirely up to you how you conducted your business.

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For your first order of business, you had a few items on your list. Firstly, you were carrying a VIP, the Emperor's only living relative, his teenage grandniece, Duchess Ederalthh Pallopides, a native of Naboo who you were returning to her home. She was also a personal friend of yours who you saw a small reflection of yourself as a teenager in. She was needy, pushy, and headstrong, but also left largely without any adult guidance, guidance you sometimes sought to provide.

She would be departing your ship for Naboo soon and might appreciate a visit.

You also have Moff Tavira herself, a great wild card to you and your only superior here. In fact, the chain of command was a bit murky, as it always was in the Empire. While you were nominally the top military authority in this area, and she political, her authority could sometimes supersede your own if "the situation calls for it". Generally speaking, conflicts of power between Naval officers and Moffs boil down to who has more political clout. In this case, each of you are black nerfs and mavericks in your own regards. You hope you don't have to find out who would come out on top in that power struggle.

Then there was the business of organizing defense for this sector, your reason for being here. You were supposed to assume command of the forces already left to Tavira and then use them according to your best judgement. No pressure.

There might also be other items of business that haven't yet occurred to you. The life of a Naval officer was rarely dull.
>Meet with Duchess Ederlathh
>Meet with Moff Tavira
>Plan the organization and defense of this over sector
>Write in

>>2032625
>>Meet with Moff Tavira
If she's our "authority" figure, it'll be good to meet her, then we can talk to Duchess

>>2032625
>Plan the organization and defense of this over sector

Job first, pleasure second.

>>2032625
>Plan the organization and defense of this over sector
I'M READY DADDY <3

Also
>Oversector
>Moff Tavira is the highest authority
Sounds like there's an oversector in need of a Grand Moff.

>>2032625
>Plan the organization and defense of this over sector

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>>2032641
>Moff Tavira
>Duchess Pallopides

>pleasure
>mfw
>>2032645
>I'M READY DADDY <3
welcome home, my child.

>>2032656
The fight is who get to use the riding crop first.

>Plan the organization and defense of this over sector

>wtriting

First, you need to know exactly what forces you have at your disposal.

Starting simply, convention holds that any given area of Imperial space should have two forces within it. The first is the garrison and patrol force, in this case, the Oversector forces present before your arrival. They are tasked with most of the day-to-day duties of a navy, customs inspections, border patrol, anti-piracy actions, and of course, anti-rebel activity.

Supplementing this is the standard combat fleet, in this case, your task force. The task force is used to shore up problem areas and serve as an offensive arm. Complicating matters is Tavira's own retinue of ships centered around Invidious. Whether or not they can be called on or replied upon determines things like if you have four Star Destroyers or five at your beck and call.


>Treat them like any other naval vessels, they will take orders from me
>Moff Tavira's ships are her own and I won't plan on having them at my disposal
>Write in

>>2032769

>Treat them like any other naval vessels, they will take orders from me

>>2032769
>Treat them like any other naval vessels, they will take orders from me
>Inform Tavira that her ships may be called upon at any time

>>2032769
>Treat them like any other naval vessels, they will take orders from me

>Treat them like any other naval vessels, they will take orders from me

>writing

Tavira's past didn't interest you. A Star Destroyer was a Star Destroyer, and it would function under your command like any other. That said, you weren't sure who captained Invidious but made a mental note to ask Tavira when you informed her.

Now, before exact placements of vessels can be decided, you have to decide who among your captains will be your right hand. By the book, such a task falls to the senior-most captain, in this case the rough-and-tumble Captain Palvac who cut his teeth serving as the only form of law and order in a similar Outer Rim backwater and, if he is to be believed, acted as an interim Moff for a time.

However, in practice "the book" doesn't always amount to much. Palvac is your second-in-command according to any official database, but in the Empire, sometimes a different path is followed. After all, deferring work to subordinates is Commander's privilege and can be used to build favor or solidify ties, for example.

In this case, you also have social matters to worry about. Palvac has seniority, yes, but Valorum is his social superior. Not a noble in the purest sense, his family is still quite powerful, well connected and very, very old. He would make a good right hand in that you would not only court his favor, but likely the favor of his family and their supporters, not something to be scoffed at when you've made so very few ties in the upper echelons of Imperial society.

Rence simply isn't an appropriate choice in any case, showing no exemplary skills or status and not having a senior position, giving it to him would do nothing but hurt your standing in all ways.

There is still a third choice. Some commanders choose to "keep their subordinates guessing" by placing no significant authority or power in anyone else under their command. This keeps power centralized under the commander (you) and keeps power struggles between subordinates and away from you, however it also means your command may lack flexibility and could breed resentment from those who feel the command is there.


>Palvac is the natural choice. He has the experience.
>Valorum is the natural choice, I could use his connections
>Keep them guessing. I don't need a second.
>Write in

>>2032904

>Palvac is the natural choice. He has the experience.

>>2032904
>Valorum is the natural choice, I could use his connections
We need allies and connections inside the power structure.

>>2032904
>Valorum is the natural choice, I could use his connections
Why not the third guy? :^)

Really though, the Valorum family has sway on Eriadu that could work well against Bix Nood or whatever that guy's name is.

>>2032904
>>Valorum is the natural choice, I could use his connections
We really need political allies. We'll just know not to trust him in situations

>Valorum is the natural choice, I could use his connections

>Writing

He seemed dumber than a box of hydrospanners, but Valorum had guts, or even less intelligence than you gave him credit for. Despite that, his political connections were invaluable to you. You may someday need his or his families help, and you had to play the game to win it.

You would make it clear through your actions that Valorum was your right hand. Two aristocrats calling the shots may rub some of the old hands the wrong way, but reality is what it is.

With chain-of-command issues sorted out, deployment remained. While this Oversector was much larger than any other area you'd been tasked with defending, it had a few points in its favor. Firstly, it was full of what Core Worlders referred to as "Jump Through" space. That is, there was nothing worth doing here except "jumping through" on your way somewhere else. It was derogatory of course, but accurate. While there was a healthy (if you could call it that) spice trade in the southern portions, it was mostly filled with unimportant backwater. Worlds that were good for paying taxes and collecting conscripts and little else. There were exceptions, Naboo obviously was one, though it served mostly as a symbol than any practical source of power. Enarc was another, though its only claim to fame lay in the large naval depot it housed that had once been a Separatist base of operations. While this meant you had little in the way of material resources to call upon, it also meant you could afford to lose a few worlds here and there if need be, you had few truly vital regions to hold.

Another advantage was since this area was on the edge of the galaxy, it meant you weren't surrounded by potential enemies. Realistically, you had two. The Rebellion, and the remnants of the Eriadu Authority.

Tavira's ability to snatch Naboo and Enarc from the Rebels told you exactly how determined they were to hold this stretch of space, but the Eriadu Authority's capabilities are largely unknown.

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As far as disadvantages go, the most glaring is your lack of ships. What was now a healthy task force would have once paled even as a sector fleet, let alone an Oversector fleet. It meant that while you could likely patrol your borders acceptably, your actual policing duties would hurt, and in a sector known for spice smuggling and piracy, that meant lawlessness.

Not to mention that while the Rebels had been sent packing here, they were likely looking for easy victories, worlds they could gobble up and claim a win. Naboo could be one such world.

By "default" your Oversector force will patrol every border and as many worlds as they can afford to, starting with the most important, it was your combat fleet that had more flexibility.

>Split the fleet between guarding against the Rebellion and against the Eriagu Authority
>Focus on the Rebellion
>Focus on the Eriadu Authority
>Keep our fleet centralized, we can meet threats as they arise at the cost of some response time
>Focus on internal policing, if we fix up this Oversector it will a credit to the Empire
>Write in

There is also the option to

>Pull the Oversector fleet to supplement our combat fleet

This has the benefit of bolstering your combat weight, but also means that law and order will suffer accordingly.

This option should be done in addition to one of the combat deployments, if it gets majority it will also be enacted. Also, keep in mind, the more things you try to do at once, the fewer forces will be available to do them.

>>2033068
>Focus on internal policing, if we fix up this Oversector it will a credit to the Empire

A more secure area, will mean a better off area.

>>2033068
>>Focus on the Rebellion
>>Keep our fleet centralized, we can meet threats as they arise at the cost of some response time
Splitting our fleet at Corellia was bad for our career and I don't intend to repeat that

>>2033068
>Focus on the Rebellion
Use the Oversector fleet for internal policing.

>>2033068
>>Focus on the Rebellion
Raiding time?

>Focus on the Rebellion

>Writing

The Rebellion was the biggest threat here, the pathetic remnants in the Eriadu Authority were likely too burned out about their own problems to waste time bickering with the Empire. Unfortunately, the border's Tavira had made left for an awkward layout against the Rebels, you would split your force between Zhar and Naboo, with an heavy emphasis on advanced pickets to forewarn of major problems to avoid your forces getting picked apart piecemeal. You would command the force at Enarc and would leave the smaller force to Vallorum at Zhar. This covered the most obvious approaches a rebel attack could take.

Although, defense wasn't your only option. In fact, your force was called a "raiding" group. Perhaps the best defense was a good offense. You could conduct your ships in hit and fade operations against the Rebels to the north, or even just preying on civilian shipping moving through the area. There were few major targets within hitting distance, but you had the option to of course conduct major offensives and land grabs. The old naval station of Scariff was not far away.

Of course, such activity might simply draw the ire of the Rebellion and bring on a force larger than you were prepared to deal with. Your force was small enough that trying to accomplish multiple objectives at once could be dangerous, but it was doable.


>Raid Civilian freight
>Hit and fade on Rebel controlled worlds
>We will attack and reclaim Scariff
>Focus on the Defense
>write in

>>2033167
>We will attack and reclaim Scariff

>>2033167
>>Raid Civilian freight

>>2033167
>Raid Civilian freight

>>2033167
>Hit and fade on Rebel controlled worlds
Keep the rebels so focused on defense they can't mount an offensive.

>Scariff
>>2033176

>Raid freight
>>2033179
>>2033223


>Hit and fade
>>2033229
>Raid Civilian Freight
>Writing

>>2033238
I've missed the last few months of Dark Empire quest due to life, but it's nice to be back. Glad to see you're still running TK.

Also good to see we didn't lose everything after that battle at Correllia.

>>2033252
Alana did lose her sugar daddy though.

While there were no hard military targets to your knowledge within striking distance, there was plenty of civilian traffic. An interdictor and a few escorts or a Star Destroyer parked at a natural gravity well would make for an effective means of collecting ships, material, and revenue from the enemy.

It wasn't piracy if it was done for the Empire.

You could break your forces up into a few, more nimble raiding forces and leave a token force behind to guard the border.

As you typed up your proposals and committed them to memory, you were already planning out your next steps.

Somewhere on your ship, Duchess Pallopides was preparing herself for a triumphal return to Naboo, the world she'd felt had once forsaken her but she still claimed as home.

Likewise, Moff Tavira was holding court somewhere very nearby, potentially on Invidious herself. You felt you should at least submit your plans to her before executing anything.

>Visit Ederlathh
>Visit Tavira
>Write in

>>2033252
>I've missed the last few months of Dark Empire quest due to life
Shit happens, anon. Good to have you back! Running is my pleasure, I don't scare easy. Hope you find the swing of things again!

>>2033262
>>Visit Ederlathh

>>2033262
>Visit Tavira

>>2033262
>>Write in
Visit Ederlathh but contact Tavora via holocom to discuss plans. Tavira won't be as offended by a not in person meeting as many due to her unconventional background. Going to see her "holding court" aboard her ship also sends a political symbol that we below Tavira rather than an equal.

Accompanying our friend, on the other hand, helps strengthen that relationship and gives the signal that we too have powerful friends.

>>2033262
>Write in
Talk to Palvac about running the sector, he may not be our second, but he's still one of our lieutenants.

>>2033297
Supporting

>>2033262
I'll change and support this >>2033297

>Write in
>Visit Ederlathh but contact Tavora via holocom to discuss plans.

>writing

You take the short trip to the forward suites of Retribution alone. You'd consider Ederlathh a friend, and a trusted one. There was no reason to try to impress her with shows of authority, you knew she had little taste for such things.

At the door to Ederlathh's suite is a pair of Stormtroopers, so motionless as to be statues. They don't trouble you for identification, the perks of being Commander. You depress the call button beside the door and wait a handful of minutes before it wooshes open revealing, not the Duchess, the face of her hand maiden. Dressed in black, her face mostly obscured by the gauzy veil she wears, you find yourself staring into an intense gaze that quickly drops to the floor.

"I'm here to speak with the Duchess," you announce.

"Please, come in, Commander. The Duchess has been anticipating your visit." The handmaiden, turns aside allowing you entrance into a small common room connecting the sparse amenities of the suite. A pair of doors mark the private refresher and smaller adjoining quarters, likely being used by the handmaiden herself. The common area was empty save for a sparse sitting area. The opposite wall reveals and open doorway into the main sleeping quarters, likely Ederlathh's room. Your suspicions are concerned when you catch sight of her black protocol droid, carefully loaded clothes into a suit case. Barely visible behind it, you see a small view port showing the infinite blackness of space.

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"And get it right this time or I'll see if Kessel could use one more droid." The cold snap of a voice comes from within the room, its owner stepping out only a moment later.

"Duchess, good to see you," you say.

"Alana," Ederlathh greets, stopping a few paces away. The commanding tone in her voice is edged with irritation. "You would expect the same Empire than can build technological wonders like this warship could manage a protocol droid that follows instructions."

RA-7s like Ederlathh's were subpar as far as protocol droids went, serving mostly to spy on their owners. Or so the rumor went. You trusted it enough not to bother with one yourself. "Warships and droids are very different designs," you say with the hint of a smile.

Your light-hearted jab doesn't sit well with the Duchess, her expression darkens. "I know that." She turns away to face the droid again, "One more mistake and you're as good as scrap. Understand?"

"Yes, Duchess," the droid intones, head rotated awkwardly to face her before returning to its work.

Ederlathh presses the door seal and then turns back to give her hand maiden a withering stare.

The older woman bows almost instantly and disappears into the adjoining sleeping quarters.

"Now, Alana. I wanted to personally thank you for bringing me home to Naboo. I had hoped it would be you at the head of the liberation fleet and not that . . . foul woman, but I know we all have our limitations."


>Thank you, Duchess
>Do you anticipate any trouble with the locals?
>You don't approve of Moff Tavira?
>You're leaving right away then? I had expected you might stay aboard a while longer.
>Write in

>>2033413
>>Do you anticipate any trouble with the locals?

>>2033413
>Do you anticipate any trouble with the locals?
>You don't approve of Moff Tavira?

>>2033413
>Do you anticipate any trouble with the locals?
>You don't approve of Moff Tavira?

>>2033413
>>Do you anticipate any trouble with the locals?
>You don't approve of Moff Tavira?

>>2033413
>>Thank you, Duchess
>>Do you anticipate any trouble with the locals?

>Do you anticipate any trouble with the locals?
>You don't approve of Moff Tavira?

>writing

"It's no trouble," you say, "I'm doing my duty."

"Your duty," Ederlathh repeats.

"As an Imperial Officer. And as your friend."

More pleased with this answer, Ederlathh nods, satisfied.

"I do have to ask, do you anticipate any trouble with the locals? I remember you'd told me that they rose up after the Emperor was lost and you had to flee the planet."

"They're banthas," Ederlathh says, "Nerfs. They'll obey whoever's boot is on their neck." She looks you in the eye, "In this case, I intend it to be mine." She looks away again, "The Naboo are peaceful people. A few battalions of Stormtroopers will remind them of this. Besides, those who were loyal to me, those people who smuggled me off the planet will be rewarded handsomely." Again, she meets your eyes, "Loyalty has its rewards. Something I doubt that Moff Tavira understands."

"You don't approve of the governor?"

"She's scum," Ederlathh says. "A pirate that should be banished to Hutt Space. Why my uncle makes deals with scum like her . . . "

Hearing Ederlathh refer to the Galactic Emperor as 'uncle' never sits well with you. It lacks the proper reverence you feel.

"The Emperor knows what he's doing," you say, "And besides, I don't intend to let her order me around. I'll ensure this Oversector sees proper order."

The Duchess nods approval, "You're a talented woman, Alana. I expect you'll handle it fine. Although, now that you've given me back Naboo, I have much more that I can offer you. I'd like to reward the loyalty you've shown me. Nothing is too great. Land, money, a favor, name it and it's yours."


>A land holding on Naboo would be wonderful
>Perhaps a small contribution to my personal accounts
>No reward is necessary Duchess, we're friends.
>Write in

>>2033485
>Write in
Does the Empire have Viscounts and Counts? Could we get an elevation in peerage?

>>2033485
>>No reward is necessary Duchess, we're friends. Friends take care of each other.

>>2033491
It's possible, but not something Ederlathh could do for you. That comes from further up the chain

>>2033485
>>Write in
A nice dinner of the finest food naboo has to offer

>>2033485
>No reward is necessary Duchess, we're friends.

>>2033498
>That comes from further up the chain
The Imperial Advisers? Or whatever Palpatine's essentially powerless circle of yesmen were?

If we can't get that then >>2033485
>No reward
That's pretty much the same as she owes us a favor.

>>2033506
I (and to my knowledge, no one else) has established how exactly this is done, but for sake of argument, let's say that this is something granted by the Emperor himself or his office.

>>2033506
Yup

>>2033512
Although, on second thought it might be possible that she could grant you a lower title on Naboo.

Apologies for the scatter shot answer, not something I'd given much thought to.

>Bloody . . . Countess?
>>2033491

>We friends
>>2033496
>>2033505


>How about dinner?
>>2033501


>No reward Necessary
>Writing

"There's no reward necessary, Duchess. We're friends. Friends take care of one another."

Ederlathh first looks displeased before a humorless smile graces her lips. "Friends do take care of one another. So long as you remain my friend, Alana, I will take care of you." Her smile flickers a moment as she studies your face. "Is there something else you need?"

"Yes, actually," you reply, "I was just about to contact Governor Tavira and I was wondering if you wouldn't mind sitting in as a sort of 'show of force'."

Now Ederlathh gives you a genuine smile, "Ah, the two powers of the Oversector." You aren't sure if she refers to herself and you, you and Tavira, or herself and Tavira. "Yes, Alana, it would be my pleasure." she brushes at an invisible spec on her dark dress.

"I'll have a comm facility prepared," you reply.

Ederlathh shakes her head, "No. There's no need, you can use mine. Yulima!"

You start at Ederlathh's sudden exclamation. Before you can ask, the door to the handmaiden's quarters hiss open and the woman bows, "Yes, Duchess?"

"A secure channel to Moff Tavira."

The handmaiden bows again and disappears into her room before returning with a portable, ambassadorial-holonet projector kit which she sets up swiftly.

While you marveled at the extensive set up the Duchess travels with, a connection was made to the Moff's own channel. Within minutes, you are met with the round face of Moff Leonia Tavira.

"Duchess Pallo-" she stops, frowning as she looks at you. "Ah, Commander Tyrna. My apologies, I hadn't realized you were traveling with the Duchess."

"I've taking the Duchess to Naboo," you reply.


>I wanted to present my planned deployment to you
>I'm contacting you for a briefing on the situation here before I begin my duties
>I wanted to get acquainted with you first, Governor
>write in

>>2033563
>I'm contacting you for a briefing on the situation here before I begin my duties

>>2033563
>>I'm contacting you for a briefing on the situation here before I begin my duties

>>2033563
>>I'm contacting you for a briefing on the situation here before I begin my duties

>I'm contacting you for a briefing on the situation here before I begin my duties

>Write in

>>2033633
*>Writing

"I'm contacting you for a briefing on the situation here before I begin my duties," you finish.

Tavira furrows her brow, "Is that so?"

"It is."

Tavira looks from you to the silent Duchess and back. "Commander, I'm not sure where the fault in communication lies, but I think you have a fundamental misunderstanding about our relationship."

"In what way, Governor?" you keep your tone neutral.

"It is not your place to demand anything from me. You are the reinforcements I called for from the Emperor. I was promised ships, and so you've delivered them to me. I did not request that usurp my military authority."

"I'm simply trying to execute my own orders, Governor Tavira," you say, "I mean no disrespect. I feel the division between military and political authority here is clear."

Moff Tavira is no longer frowning, she is scowling. "Listen, Commander, there are two ways this relationship can go. One of them is good for both of us. The other puts you in a place that I promise you don't want to be in. We all want the same thing. So, which is it. Are you going to play nice, or are you going to make this difficult?"


>I feel we may have gotten off on the wrong foot, I of course serve the Emperor the same as you. I plan to consult with you on military matters. Hence why I'd like to be briefed before I begin.
>I plan to follow my orders as instructed. If you find this 'difficult' then I apologize, but I won't change my stance. You have your tasks as I have mine.
>Is that a threat, Governor?
>Write in

>>2033658
>I plan to follow my orders as instructed. If you find this 'difficult' then I apologize, but I won't change my stance. You have your tasks as I have mine.

>>2033658
>>Is that a threat, Governor?
>>I plan to follow my orders as instructed. If you find this 'difficult' then I apologize, but I won't change my stance. You have your tasks as I have mine.

>>2033658
>Is that a threat, Governor?
>I plan to follow my orders as instructed. If you find this 'difficult' then I apologize, but I won't change my stance. You have your tasks as I have mine.

>>2033658
>>>Is that a threat, Governor?
>>>I plan to follow my orders as instructed. If you find this 'difficult' then I apologize, but I won't change my stance. You have your tasks as I have mine

>Is that a threat, Governor?
>I plan to follow my orders as instructed. If you find this 'difficult' then I apologize, but I won't change my stance. You have your tasks as I have mine

>Writing

You tilt your head slightly, clasping your hands behind your back. "Is that a threat Governor?"

"It's a simple question," Tavira says through gritted teeth.

"I plan to follow my orders as instructed. If you find this 'difficult' then I apologize, but I won't change my stance. You have your tasks as I have mine." As you finish speaking, you catch a glimpse of Ederlathh smiling contentedly nearby.

Tavira says nothing. She fumes silently, starting at you, willing her eyes to shoot lasers. You now see she's holding something it takes you a few moments to recognize as a riding crop of all things. She flexes it slowly, but deliberately. You hear the creak of leather as it bends to nearly a U-shape, those hate-filled eyes not leaving you.

"Yes, Commander," she finally says, "I do have my tasks, and I plan to leave you to yours. I hope you're good at your job, Commander. Because you shouldn't expect any help from me." She gestures a violent slash across her throat to someone off camera and the transmission dies leaving only Ederlathh's light laughter.

"Good, good! Oh this is going to be very interesting. Are you still going to tell her you're going to be taking her Star Destroyer?"

You wonder what sort of enemy you've potentially made. "Probably," you say. "But she has some time to cool off before then. I have other matters to attend to."

"I doubt very much Tavira will ever cool off," Ederlathh says gleefully.

"Duchess, I expect you may be right."

***


And that's my time.

Thanks for playing guys, I know it's been a while. There's still more in store so I hope I'll see you all at the next session which will be this Friday at 7est (11 UTC).

Obligatory twitter link:
https://twitter.com/DarkEmpireQuest

And as always, I am open for questions/comments if anyone has any. Any feedback or contribution is welcome.

>>2033744
>Thanks for playing guys
Thanks for running TK. When do you plan on kicking off War of the Roses?

>>2033744
This is why I wanted Palps to obliterate Tavira instead of giving her a fucking SD

>>2033745
>Thanks for running TK
My pleasure!


>>2033745
>When do you plan on kicking off War of the Roses?
Aw man, I don't know. Not too long hopefully. It seemed so much closer when I first started talking about it but now I have lots of IRL shit going on, not to mention I'm cautious about launching and fucking up the mechanics or running out of time and having to drop/pause something.

Dark Empire has shown me how much time/effort has to go into a long term project like that and I'm not sure when I'll be able to do it.

Speaking honestly, December is a crazy busy month for me and I don't see starting it this month either, so probably not till minimum January.

I know that's a disappointing answer, but I don't want the game to be disappointing so I'm trying not to rush into it.

Looking back, I made a lot of mistakes with Dark Empire that I don't want to repeat, and I'm sure I have many more mistakes left to find.

If I could put Dark Empire on hold, I would run it in a heartbeat. Something I have seriously considered. But it doesn't feel fair to me. Plus then I'd have to at some point put WotR on hold to come back to Dark Empire and no one wants that. Ugh, I wish I could just get paid to run quests full time.


tl;dr
Not sure, soon I hope. Maybe in a few months?

I wonder if we can manage to make Ederlathh or someone she finds more worthy to be the sector moff in place of Tavira.

I don't like Tavira's attitude.

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I honestly feel a little sorry for Tavira. Not enough to let her Alana become her bitch, but I can't help but picture this tiny woman going full Kylo Ren and slapping shit with her riding crop when no one important is looking.

Even so>>2033992
I really like this idea. Maybe if we perform well enough in this sector against the Rebels, and get a bit more clout with Valorum, we can make it a reality.

You are Sheev Palpatine, Sith Lord and Galactic Emperor. You had done what no other Sith before you could manage: through skillful intrigue and political maneuvering you had unified the galaxy under your banner and laid the foundations for a Dark Empire that would last an eternity.

And then you'd nearly lost it all. One poor decision led to your death at Endor and a collapse of your hard-built Empire. However, thanks to your own careful planning you'd lived, or returned to life in a younger, clone body, part of a secret supply on your throneworld of Byss, the hidden capital of the Empire.

You'd fought to rebuild from there, mustering your forces and striking at your enemies. Now, the Core is yours and your enemies are scattered before you. You've just returned from a deep raid on Rebel territory, scattering one fleet and annihilating another, topped off by sterilizing Dac, the Mon Calamari homeworld from orbit.

Your return was not as triumphal as you were somehow expecting. Given that your departure was largely a secret you couldn't very well announce your return. Still, upon catching site of the gold and black orb of Imperial Center you were filled with a sense of satisfaction.

Despite that, you know that your work is only just beginning. Your Empire only exists on the back of your will, no one else can hold together what you've built. You have a number of matters to attend to, the order you begin your work is up to you, a byproduct of the importance you assign it.


>Meet with Grand Admiral Zahn on naval matters
>Meet with Director Isard on Political/Intelligence matters
>Meet with Archmage Moore on Dark Side matters
>Write in

>>2037357
>Meet with Director Isard on Political/Intelligence matters

Need intell before you can do anything more.

>>2037357
>Meet with Grand Admiral Zahn on naval matters

>>2037357
>>Meet with Archmage Moore on Dark Side matters

>>2037357
>Meet with Archmage Moore on Dark Side matters

>Meet with Archmage Moore on Dark Side matters

>writing

Your top priority was of course to your Dark Side hierarchy, the real power in the Empire. No sooner had you reached Coruscant than you had a secure Holocom transmission secured with your Citadel on Byss, the headquarters of your Shadow Mages and their leader, Archmage Moore.

The transmission takes longer to connect than you would have ordinarily expected, and the delay drags on for minutes before the piercing, white gaze of Sly Moore appears before you. You suspect you are one of the few in the galaxy who can read your enigmatic supporter's blank expression, but in her eyes, you see fear. She bows her head to you.

"Master, I welcome your return."

You don't waste time on formalities, "What troubles you, Moore?"

She holds that blank expression, eyes not wavering. "I'm afraid that I have ill news, Master."

"Ill news?" you repeat. From Byss? Your most secure stronghold?

Moore dips her head, "I'm afraid that . . . there has been a disaster."

Now your patience is gone, "Out with it." you snap.

"Your clones . . . They've all expired. They're dead, my Master." Her head lowers further.

Your mind races, "Dead? How?"

"We're uncertain, Master," she says, voice just above a whisper. "Sabotage is an obvious conclusion, but we are still seeking the cause. No poisons or toxins have as of yet been detected."

Your entire clone supply wiped out. It was hardly a disaster like Moore framed it. More could be grown, but healthy, long-lived clones take time to gestate to adulthood. Although, if someone has sabotaged your clone body supply, it's entirely possible they have tampered with the cloning equipment itself, or even the genetic sample the clones are based off of.

"Who was responsible for their care?" you ask, your voice deadly quiet.

"Two Blackguards," Moore replies instantly, "Nefta and Sa-Di. They have not been located though there is no record of their having left Byss. I have troopers scouring the planet for them, Master."
>They won't get away with this. Carry on your search
>I'll be sending Lord Cythera to ensure you conduct this search correctly
>I expect you to report to me at once in person and atone for your failure
>Write in

>>2037469
>I'll be sending Lord Cythera to ensure you conduct this search correctly

>>2037469
>I'll be sending Lord Cythera to ensure you conduct this search correctly

>>2037469
>>I'll be sending Lord Cythera to ensure you conduct this search correctly

>>2037469
>I'll be sending Lord Cythera to ensure you conduct this search correctly
Spaarti clones are fast, but they still take like six years.

>>2037469
>>I'll be sending Lord Cythera to ensure you conduct this search correctly
>>I expect you to report to me at once in person and atone for your failure

I'll be sending Lord Cythera to ensure you conduct this search correctly

>writing

"I'll be sending Lord Cythera to ensure you conduct this search correctly."

Moore stiffens even more, "Lord Cythera is coming here?"

"That's correct," you reply. "While I'm confident you're doing everything you can, I am not confident that you will succeed."

Now that the initial shock of this disaster had worn off, you were left wondering who could have perpetrated such a crime directly under your nose. Unfortunately, a Hierarchy that bred competition and resentment also tended to breed intrigue, in this case any number of ill-thought out schemes could have spilled into your realm of interest. Whether it was Moore herself, someone seeking to frame your Archmage for this failure, or another, outside party. Only time would tell.

"Yes, my Master," Moore bows again. "I will atone for this failure."

"I'll be interested to see how," you say, not fully believing her words.
>more questions (Write in)
>What other disasters have transpired in my brief absence?
>Write in

>>2037587
>What other disasters have transpired in my brief absence?
>Who else had access to the cloning facility? Is anyone else unaccounted for?

We should look into the affairs of our Blackguard after this debacle

>>2037587
>>What other disasters have transpired in my brief absence?

>>2037587
>I will contact Isard and have a report about any person of interest that has gone to Byss.

>>2037587
>What other disasters have transpired in my brief absence?

>What other disasters have transpired in my brief absence?

+

>Questions

>writing

"Who else had access to the cloning facility? Is anyone else unaccounted for?"

"Access? Well, of course Nefta and Sa-Di and their charges, soldiers and scientists, all carefully vetted and screened. Executor Sedriss had access, the other Hierarchy leaders as well. Brakiss, Amenge, and . . . myself."

"And have any of them . . . Have any of you visited the facility recently?"

"No master!" Moore exclaims, "We've reviewed holocam footage and seen no one tamper with the cylinders as of yet. We're still reviewing . . . "

You make a mental note to have Isard review records for officials arriving at, and leaving Byss, though that would be a monumental undertaking. So many people had business on the world, from transport captains up to Admirals. Even just the upper crust of Imperial society had so many possible culprits, people who lived on Byss, worked on Byss, even mid-grade officers who merely had vacation homes on the paradise world numbered in the hundreds of thousands.

"What other disasters have transpired in my brief absence," you say with a heavy sigh.

"There is a small matter of confusion, Master," Moore says carefully, "Stemming from Sedriss's removal."

"Go on."

"Lord Amenge has proposed that the Komissari cease to be a separate branch under Lord Brakiss, and that they instead be folded into the Inquisition. Lord Brakiss prefers to maintain control over both branches."

"What other candidates do we have for this position?"

"High Inquisitor Tremayne has been a long and loyal supporter of yours," Moore suggests, "Although I believe he has his sights locked on becoming Grand Inquisitor. Vess Kogo is another powerful force-wielder who might make good in the position of Komissari, although Kogo has always favored brute force over subtlety. It's also possible that Lord Brakiss himself could recommend a replacement."


>Brakiss will control both
>The Komissars will be merged with the Inquisition
>I will select a new Komissari (Vote to follow)

>>2037683
>>I will select a new Komissari (Vote to follow)

>>2037683
>The Komissars will be merged with the Inquisition
But
>I will select the head of the Komissari branch of the Inquisition

Also, when/if we have the chance
>Look into the Imperial Guards assigned to the facility, and our own Red Guards.

>>2037691
I could support this.

Side question TK, how is Lord Cythera viewed? Is she somewhere close to the level of Vader, on terms of fear?

>>2037683
>I will select a new Komissari (Vote to follow)

>>2037704
>how is Lord Cythera viewed?
Vader Lite.

Her biggest inhibiting factor is her relative unknown reputation. She's been mostly used for covert operations, and not so much supervision of, say, fleet action.

Those who know abotu her are mostly the higher ups/leadership types. A random Stormtrooper would likely not recognize her as anything other than "some hot darksider"

Otherwise she is known to be blindly loyal to the Emperor and the Empire, and have a personal distaste for corruption and waste.

>>2037712
How do the higher up/leaderships types feel about her being disarmed?

>>2037728
>disarmed
Too soon.

If you mean the little debacle with Luke, most don't know or have heard rumors "grievously wounded in a fight with a Jedi." Just sort of adds to the mystique.

>>2037738
The fact that Isard doesn't give her shit for it makes me miss Tarkin.

Can we Lemalisk Tarkin?

>>2037743
>Can we Lemalisk Tarkin?
If you mean bringing him back from teh dead, fraid not. No viable genetic sample remains. Besides, he wouldn't be the same man without the same life experiences.

Not to mention
>The fact that Isard doesn't give her shit for it makes me miss Tarkin.
Who says she doesn't? They don't interact often, and even less in front of you.

>I will select a new Komissari
>>2037688
>>2037705

>Make Komissari a branch within the Inquisition
>>2037691
>>2037704

Givin another minute or two for a tie breaker

>>2037776
>Who says she doesn't? They don't interact often, and even less in front of you.
I remember them interacting and it wasn't really like the Tarkin/Vader dynamic. Then again, Isard has a far different relationship with Palpatine than Tarkin did.

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>1 Select new Komissari

>2 Make Komissari a Branch within the inqusition

Will of the Dark Side

>I will select a new Komissari


>writing

You can't allow the concentration of power in the hands of a few like Brakiss and Amenge seem to want. No, it was unfortunate that you'd lost such a blindly loyal servant as Ap-Llewff, but he would have to be replaced.

Moore had positioned a few options before you, both Kogo and Tremayne are strong in the Force and loyal to you personally, but choosing them would weaken the Blackguard or Inquisition respectively. You take the liberty to review some of the records of the most recent Komissar activity and a young Komissar named Mi catches your attention. Her single-minded ruthlessness helped to root out many traitors on Corellia and she's currently employed observing Admiral Lobkin. Her record is full of commendations from Brakiss and Ap-Llewff before him. She may be the best Komissar in action today.

You could also ask Brakiss to make a recommendation for the position based on his experience. After all, he should know his people better than you do.


>Vess Kogo
Newly returned to your banner, Vess had previously served you as an Emperor's Hand, though he was always more of a war hammer to Mara's dagger. What Vess lacks in subtlety he makes up for with brutal force. Unlike Sedriss, he has interests outside of the Empire, namely a violent obsession with eradicating the Rebellion and the chaos it represents.


>Antinis Tremayne
A former Jedi padawan turned High Inquisitor before your death, Tremayne was a former pupil of Darth Vader. He is an expert swordsmen, though prideful and frequently obsessive regarding his work, sometimes to the point of distraction. You are aware that to some degree, his swordsmanship has been developed to compensate for a fairly weak grasp of the force.


>Utetin Min
A Nautolan Komissar, recruited at a young age from the industrial slums of Foerost where she proved herself fiercely loyal to the Empire. The only survivor of her training group, she excelled in both telepathic aspects of the force, as well as basic light saber combat, though she seemed to have an affinity for rooting out incompetence and finding traitors.


>Appoint Brakiss's recommendation
Lord Brakiss may know what's best in this situation.

>>2037844
>>Utetin Min
>A Nautolan Komissar, recruited at a young age from the industrial slums of Foerost where she proved herself fiercely loyal to the Empire. The only survivor of her training group, she excelled in both telepathic aspects of the force, as well as basic light saber combat, though she seemed to have an affinity for rooting out incompetence and finding traitors.
I really like vess though

>>2037844


A Nautolan Komissar, recruited at a young age from the industrial slums of Foerost where she proved herself fiercely loyal to the Empire. The only survivor of her training group, she excelled in both telepathic aspects of the force, as well as basic light saber combat, though she seemed to have an affinity for rooting out incompetence and finding traitors.

>>2037844
Fuk. Should me "Utetin Mi"

>>2037844
Let's hear Brakiss' recommendation first, but I'll go for Mi.

Tremayne and Kogo will serve better in other capacities.

>>2037861
>Brakiss' recommendation

Brakiss recommends a marvelous capable and Loyal Komissar named Sallin.

Sallin has executed his duty admirably at all times and is currently overseeing a high value military officer.

>Utetin Mi

>writing

You ultimately decide that Lord Mi will fill the position Brakiss left when you made him Blackguard. After you relay this to Moore, you kill the channel and summon Cythera.

Before long, she is kneeling before you in your chambers on Tarkin

"What is thy bidding, my Master?"

"It's come to my attention," you explain, "That my cloning facility on Byss has been sabotaged. Lord Moore believes she has the situation and investigation in hand."

You feel Cythera's amusement ripple through the force. "Does she?"

"Travel to Byss at once, take Blood Oath, and take charge of the investigation. If there is a traitor in our midst, I would like you to root them out."

"Consider it done, Master."

You smile, "Go now."

***

With the investigation begun in earnest, you are ready for the next order of business.

>Meet with Grand Admiral Zahn on naval matters
>Meet with Director Isard on Political/Intelligence matters
>Write in

>>2037887
>>Meet with Grand Admiral Zahn on naval matters

>>2037887
>Meet with Grand Admiral Zahn on naval matters

>Meet with Grand Admiral Zahn on naval matters

>writing

>>2037944
But how can we talk about navel matters if we're a clone?

>>2037947
booooo

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>>2037947
>navel matters
>clone

Ahhhhhh I got it.

>>2037887

>Meet with Grand Admiral Zahn on naval matters

Putting the Clone disaster behind you, you instead summon your top military mind, Grand Admiral Zahn. You're soon put in touch with him via holocom, connecting you to his flagship, the Executor-Class Super Star Destroyer Intimidator.

"Your Highness," Zahn greets, looking resplendent in his white Grand Admiral's uniform. "I have to say it is a pleasure to see you again. Madame Director Isard might make a wonderful Spy, but she's not a terribly inspiring leader."

"People have their short comings, Admiral," you reply coolly, "As well as their uses. What can you tell me about the military situation we face?"

"5th Fleet is virtually complete, Admiral Trier officially took command just last week and they're conducting shakedown exercises in the Deep Core. Completion of 5th Fleet, as well as the reinforcement of some of our auxiliary fleets and sector defense fleets gives us more operational flexibility than we had recently." Zahn recites these facts dryly, "6th and 7th Fleets are under construction now as well, though we're encountering a severe shortage of qualified officers. Raw manpower is no longer much of a problem, and we have plenty of academy graduates to flesh out the junior officers, but in terms of experienced commanders, we're increasingly relying on men with fewer and fewer qualifications. It's gotten to the point where those who graduate with top marks are being given command of Strike-class cruisers. I'm afraid any further expansion of the navy without a similar influx of experienced officers will result in incompetency among our officer corps."

"Duly noted, Admiral. Though I will remind you that resolving such problems is your responsibility, as well as that of the naval board."

Zahn blanches, "Of course, Highness, I merely-"

"Please proceed."

(1/2)

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"Yes," Zahn mentally shakes himself. "The admiralty's flagships are nearing completion as well, I believe Lobkin christened the Bellator-Class 'Splendor' the other day."

"Excellent," you say with a genuine smile. You were somewhat surprised by how much you missed your old Super Star Destroyers, the raw power and authority they represented couldn't be overstated. You ignore the fact that Zahn looks a bit hurt that he will no longer have the only Super Star Destroyer under purely naval command.

"There are areas of concern, however. Namely two, first that the Rebels managed to snatch Fondor up during the collapse of the Eriadu Authority and now seem to be amassing combat fleets there. I had proposed a counter attack on the planet, but Director Isard felt it would be best to wait for your return. Your Highness, I'm afraid we've already given the Rebels too much time to prepare, I'd like to order a massive counter attack on Fondor at once."

"What about Operation Shadow Hand?" you ask, "I thought we were marshaling our forces for a killing blow."

"Well . . . Yes. That's my second point. While the Rebellion is severely weakened, I'm afraid we simply didn't receive the forces necessary from the Imperial Warlords to reach the mass I was hoping we would. Any wide-scale offensive would have to be limited in scope. I might consider a broad expansion into previously rebel controlled areas they've since abandoned. Actual combat operations would be limited, but it would greatly increase the occupational duties we have to perform, especially where the army and infantry are concerned."
"Otherwise, we will have to continue to hold and consolidate for Shadow Hand?" you ask.

"I'd be hesitant to execute it without at least two more operational fleets. I was hoping we might gather battle-hardened forces, but even the inexperienced 6th and 7th Fleets would likely be sufficient given the Rebel's weakened condition."


>Continue to build up for Shadow Hand
>Massive counter attack on Fondor
>Slow expansion into the abandoned areas
>Write in

>>2038031
>Slow expansion into the abandoned areas

>>2038031
Any planets of value in the abandoned area?

>>2038031
>Massive counter attack on Fondor
>While sending emissaries to the important abandoned systems like Hapes, Onderon, and Colla IV.

>>2038031
>Massive counter attack on Fondor
We've let the rebs settle down for too long. Time to retake the initiative

>>2038053
>Any planets of value in the abandoned area?
Some, a few factory worlds, Telti is an example. Nothing dazzling though. No "Kuat"s.

A few other worlds of interest like Onderon.

It's gonna be swallowed up by someone anyway, we might as well take it

>Slow expansion into the abandoned areas

>Slow expansion into the abandoned areas
>>2038044
>>2038080

>Massive counter attack on Fondor
>>2038054
>>2038057


Why you guys gotta do this to me? Holding for a tie breaker

>Massive counter attack on Fondor

>Massive counter attack on Fondor

>writing

>>2038031
>>Massive counter attack on Fondor
you wanted more experienced officers there ya go

"We've let the rebels settle down for too long," you say "It's time we retake the initiative."

Zahn nods, agreeing with your assessment. "I can have battle plans drawn up in a matter of days and have Trier's fresh fleet shift down to partake in the battle."

"I would also like you to select a special few commander, Admiral," you say, "For small scale independent operation in the neutral area."

"Special commanders?" Zahn asks.

"Those you think capable of nuance and subtlety. We may not reclaim those worlds by force, but, perhaps if we were to court their favor, offer them a chance to return willingly, then we may be seen as more legitimate. If you push a man to act, he resents you. If you invite him to act, he may consider you an ally."

"Splendid!" Zahn says. "I will caution you, if our estimates are correct, the Rebels are amassing a sizable force in that region. We suspect it may be virtually every standing fleet they have available."

"A last stand," you muse.

"Perhaps," Zahn says, "Or perhaps a staging ground for something else. Only time will tell."

"No, Admiral," you correct, "Our ships will decide that."

"Who would you have lead this attack, Highness?"


>I will give you that honor, Admiral
>Admiral Yazz seems a fitting choice
>I'll give Admiral Lobkin a chance to prove his worth
>Admiral Trier might like to cut his teeth here
>I will lead it myself
>Write in

>>2038194
>I will lead it myself
>If what you say is true and it being a staging ground I should be there to show the rebels that...They are safe nowhere, even where they amass.

>>2038194
>Admiral Trier might like to cut his teeth here
I'm don't feel like committing the Emperor to a risky attack when our clones are destroyed.

>>2038194
>I will give you that honor, Admiral
If we do go I want to do it more covertly. We should still be able to conceal ourself from Luke.

>>2038194
>Admiral Trier might like to cut his teeth here
We want Zahn to lead the main assualt

>>2038194
>I will give you that honor, Admiral

>I will lead it myself
>>2038200

>Admiral Trier might like to cut his teeth here
>>2038220
>>2038261

>I will give you that honor, Admiral
>>2038244
>>2038271


Small pause for tie breaker . . .

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>1 Admiral Trier

>2 Grand Admiral Zahn

Force guide me

>Admiral Trier

>Writing

"I'd like to see Admiral Trier lead this operation.," you say. "We paid a price to get him. I'd like to see him pay that back. Draw up the plans and present them to me as soon as possible."

"Yes, Highness." If Zahn is disappointed, he hides it well. "Consider it done. I expect about thirty Star Destroyers will be adequate. I'll also have those ambassadors dispatched. Oh, there is another matter. I'd heard that we've pledged military support to the Hutts." Zahns tone is neutral, but this time he has trouble concealing his distaste.

"This is correct," you say, "A token force."

"Well, I had a commander in mind, but unfortunately she's indisposed. On other assignment."

"Who?"

"Commander Tyrna. The Alien Labor Minister's daughter. She's currently leading the raiding group sent to Moff Tavira. She was recommended to me by Admiral Lobkin. He believes she would be perfect for this assignment. Otherwise, of course Admiral Dala finds herself without a true fleet, and likewise her division has no fleet. We may be able to send her to do the Hutt's dirty work."


>Recall Commander Tyrna and dispatch her to Hutt Space
>Send Admiral Dala, she could use the practice
>Write in

>>2038369
>>Recall Commander Tyrna and dispatch her to Hutt Space
IT'S TIME

>>2038369
>Recall Commander Tyrna and dispatch her to Hutt Space
That's really not what Dala is for.

>>2038369
>Recall Commander Tyrna and dispatch her to Hutt Space

>>2038369
>>Recall Commander Tyrna and dispatch her to Hutt Space

>Admiral Lobkin
hmmmmmm

>Recall Commander Tyrna and dispatch her to Hutt Space

Well that was easy . . .

>Writing

>>2038447
This better not be another "favor" situation

>>2038369
>Recall Commander Tyrna and dispatch her to Hutt Space

>>2038369
>Recall Commander Tyrna and dispatch her to Hutt Space

>>2038486
>>2038479
Nice colors nerds

You recalled that Tyrna was one of those that fought at Corellia, the woman who withdrew after a bloody battle in orbit of the world only to come back during the counter attack you'd mounted. She would do. Besides, this sort of work wasn't what Dala was good for.

"Send transfer orders to Commander Tyrna at once. She's to proceed to Hutt Space with the core of her command and render aid there."

"And the ships we promised Tavira?" Zahn asks.

"If she's truly Imperial, she'll deal with it. If not . . . We'll deal with her."

Zahn grins. "I'll begin preparations at once. Will there be anything else?"

"That will be all, Admiral," you kill the channel and sit back on your throne, marveling at how little gets down in your absence. You looked forward to getting the Empire to be largely self-sufficient again. Who knows, perhaps a victory at Fondor would be a deathblow to the so-called "New Republic."

The possibility leaves you eagerly anticipating your next engagement with them. The Rebellion wasn't cut out for warfare like this, and they were no longer facing a demoralized and confused enemy. The Empire was united now, or close to it, and had an Emperor to fight for.

***

I'm out of time again guys. Thanks for playing!

I had a blast as usual. Our next game time is going to be Tuesday, 7 EST (11 UTC) and I hope to see you guys there.

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And as always, I am open if you guys have any questions or comments. Thanks again!

>>2038524
Thanks for running TK.

>>2038546
>Thanks for running TK.
Yeah man, my pleasure!

>>2038524
Man, nothing really dies get done without Palps at the helm.

We also need to decide what to do with the Maw scientists. Are there secret facilities in the deep core where we can stick them?

>>2041770
>Are there secret facilities in the deep core where we can stick them?


There sure are, they should be there right now. The Imperial Weapons Development Center on Byss.

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You return to the Imperial Palace on Coruscant almost reluctantly. You'd never been one to be sedentary if allowed, travel, adventure, danger, all of these things appealed to you. Nevertheless, you had a responsibility to hold your Empire together, and that meant periodically remaining put to govern properly.

Making the situation somewhat more bearable was the fact that your current meeting was scheduled with perhaps one of your favorite underlings, Madame Director Ysanne Isard. Your spymaster and interim ruler during your brief absence.

"How was your excursion, Highness?" she asks. The two of you walking together through the lower halls of the Palace, past a stone façade depicting the Battle of Geonosis.

"Fruitful," you reply, "Dac has been sterilized, the Rebels scattered. Soon they will be no more. Every day they resist is another day the Empire grows stronger."

From the corner of your eye, you see Isard's lip turn in a half smile. "This is wonderful news."

"What has transpired in my absence?"

"Anti-dissident sweeps have doubled, primarily focused on some of the urban slums in the core. We've managed to bolster Minister Tyrna's flagging labor supply. I'm hoping this will keep our warship construction on schedule."

"Excellent." You know, having talked to Grand Admiral Zahn, that the problem ran deeper than labor numbers, but having a disposable labor force was always useful.

"The loss of Fondor has hurt us, or rather put a crimp on our expansion plans-"

"A mistake that is soon to be corrected," you reply, ignoring the pair of storm troopers that snap to attention as you pass them In the dark passageway.

(1/2)

"I put in play some counter measures I had hoped would slow down the Rebel occupation. A campaign of terror against Fondor's leadership. While my operatives managed to . . . dissuade some of those they did not kill, it wasn't enough to stop the Rebel take over. It seems our estimates about support for the Rebellion on the planet were woefully low."

"A byproduct of Admiral Delvardus's gross mismanagement no doubt," you reply.

"Most of my cells have been exposed or compromised. At this point, I've sent the remaining few underground to fuel concerns about more. Mask their numbers."

You approve. "What of the investigation into people travelling to Byss?"

"It's been launched," Isard says, "There's a lot of data to sort through. Manifests, passenger logs, holonet transmissions, not to mention to many travel permits are approved 'off the books'. By moffs and admirals and the like. They must be investigated individually." Isard gives you a sidelong glance, "And you still haven't told me what this is about."

"Nor will I," you reply. "It is not a matter that yet concerns Imperial Intelligence. You will know when you need to."

Isard's eyes tighten, the hint of a smile again.

You know that she likely knows more than she lets on about Byss and what's transpired, but by feigning ignorance of course she hides the roots she may have laid down into other matters of government outside her official purview.

"I have my own leads that I'm investigating on the matter," she says cryptically. "If they pan out, I'll inform you. That said, I'd like permission to redirect resources from our investigation into Thrawn's activities to track some of my leads."


>Do it
>No, it's too vital that we keep tabs on Thrawn
>Write in

>>2050558
>No, it's too vital that we keep tabs on Thrawn

>>2050558
>>No, it's too vital that we keep tabs on Thrawn

>>2050558
Resources on what happened to our clone bodies?

>>2050592
>Resources on what happened to our clone bodies?
No, resources currently watching Thrawn's forces

>>2050602
But what are her leads? Randy shit?

>>2050629
That remains to be seen

>>2050558
>>Do it

>No, it's too vital that we keep tabs on Thrawn

>writing

"No," you reply, shaking your head. "No, it's too vital that we keep tabs on Thrawn. Until I have him under my thumb again, he's a threat."

"Understandable," Isard replies with a shrug. "I'll inform you of course with what we find in our investigation."

"I'll await your report."

"There was something else," Isard says. "During my stint as your regent, I also noticed another, peculiar problem."

It wasn't clear if Isard meant her time as a warlord after your death or her reign during your raid on Dac.

"Problems," you say coolly, "Don't interest me, director. Solutions do."

"In this case," Isard continues unperturbed, "The problem is the moffs."

"The moffs?" you repeat.

"Rather their quality. Some of our loyalty monitoring detachments have touched on general unhappiness over our moffs. I must say, my own exposure to them has already reinforced that opinion." Isard weighs her thoughts a moment before shaking her head. "Frankly, they're petty thugs, court dandies, sycophants, pirates, and killers."


>Exactly as I intended them to be
>The moffs are a problem, but the senate is not the answer. I want your people to conduct a loyalty purge, root out weakness and find strength
>Perhaps it is time we bring back the Imperial Senate as a safety valve, it will help bring legitimacy to the Empire
>write in

>>2050712
>Perhaps it is time we bring back the Imperial Senate as a safety valve, it will help bring legitimacy to the Empire.

This means the faux senate right?

>>2050712
>>Perhaps it is time we bring back the Imperial Senate as a safety valve, it will help bring legitimacy to the Empire
Nothing like a puppet government

>>2050728
>This means the faux senate right?
Maybe not 'faux' but certainly toothless

>Perhaps it is time we bring back the Imperial Senate as a safety valve, it will help bring legitimacy to the Empire

>writing

"Perhaps it is time we bring back the Imperial Senate as a safety valve, it will help bring legitimacy to the Empire"

Isard raises an eyebrow, "The Imperial Senate? Highness, I'm sure you recall that much of the Rebellion's current leadership got its start in the senate."

"A senate divested of its power, a senate that we approve into power, may make a useful tool."

Again, Isard shrugs, ""I'll trust your judgement on that, but I can begin the ground work. We'll need to start finding candidates for that role, opening something like elections. On that note, one of the proponents of this new senate has been your niece, the Duchess of Naboo. She's filed several complains about Moff Tavira and her treatment of the new sector fleet commander. She's requested Tavira be removed."


>The Duchess can be the first of our appointed senators
>Make the Duchess the new Moff
>She needs no political authority
>write in

>>2050816
>Make the Duchess the new Moff

>>2050816
>>Make the Duchess the new Moff
hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe

We might need to send a force in, or have Alana take our Tavira, order 69?

>>2050816
>>She needs no political authority
I have no family

>>2050816
>Make the Duchess the new Moff
Tavira BTFO

>>2050816
>>Make the Duchess the new Moff

>>2050816
>The Duchess can be the first of our appointed senators

Gonna have to respectfully disagree with the majority. We want the Senate to appear real (even if it isn't) and we gambled with Tavira for a reason. Backstabbing her will make it much more unlikely that other bickering warlords will trust us enough to flip like she did. She may be a pirate and a thug, but she is needed as a stepping stone to greater things.

>>2050896
Also, how confident are we that "The Duchess" is a competent ruler? We like her and she is smart, but I don't think she has the experience required to govern the important and dangerous sector near Naboo

>Make the Duchess the new Moff

>writing

Sorry for the delay, guys!

You frown, momentarily torn. Tavira, you think, served her purpose. "Moff Tavira is an Imperial," you say, "Or so she claims. If that's true, she won't mind a transfer a little closer to home. I'd prefer to have her closer at hand. Send word to the Duchess that she will take over as governor of Naboo and the provisional oversector for the time being."

Isard is, again, clearly surprised with your decision. "Yes, Highness. Of course, but . . . Are you sure you can trust a girl to govern?"

You smile, "I knew a young woman from Naboo many years ago who was a most pliable servant." the memory again makes you long for the days of Vader, "So too will the Duchess be."

"Of course, Highness. I also wanted to add, while you were away, Thrawn's forces of course took control of a number of worlds including Kashyyk. I suspect, rather strongly, that his intent was to cut us off from Tion, if not attempt to prevent you from returning to Imperial Center. He and I . . . Had words on the topic."

"Oh?" a hint of amusement creeping into your voice.

"I requested he clear such attacks with us in the future, but . . . I suspect he was feeling out your whereabouts. I believe he knows more than he lets on."

"Thrawn will take everything and give nothing, he thrives on information."

"His possible knowledge leads me to believe that he has a spy or contact within this Empire. Perhaps high up. I suspect that he's why you'd like to know who's been to Byss."

An unusual feeler from Isard, you decide to dodge her probe or more information surrounding Byss.


>I'll talk to Thrawn, see what it is he wants.
>Any conversation with Thrawn is more information in his hands. He can wait.
>Write in

>>2050974
>Any conversation with Thrawn is more information in his hands. He can wait.

>>2050974
>>Any conversation with Thrawn is more information in his hands. He can wait.

>>2050974
>>Any conversation with Thrawn is more information in his hands. He can wait.

>>2050974
>Any conversation with Thrawn is more information in his hands. He can wait.

>Write in
Inform Thrawn we are otherwise disposed. Perhaps if he were to grant us the courtesy of sitting in on some of his high command meetings, as we have extended to him, we would be better disposed towards whatever interests him.

>>2051039
Why would we seat at his meetings? The Emperor has better things to do.

>Any conversation with Thrawn is more information in his hands. He can wait.

>writing

>>2051054
To show that we're in a position of strength

>>2051054
Basically to see who his top aides are, how they work together, and what his priorities are. That info can then be given to Isard making her intelligence gathering much more potent. It's the same thing he did to us.

>>2051068
This too.

"Inform the Grand Admiral that we're otherwise disposed. But that we may have opportunity to speak with him if we're included in his next high command meeting to discuss strategy."

"I'll relay that," Isard says.

A meeting is planned with Zahn and some of his admirals for the coming attack on Fondor, will you need anything from Isard first?

>Yes (Write in)
>No

>>2051091

Trips

>>2051091
>>Yes (Write in)
We should probably ask how she's holding up. She seems to be the hardest working person in the empire, besides Big P, and it could be stressful

>>2051091
>>No

>>2051101
That could give the impression we think she is slacking or isn't up for the job. I think we should just let her know we deeply appreciate her work and leave if at that.

>>2051091
>>No

>Writing

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The holoconfrence begins with you facing virtual representations of Grand Admiral Zahn, flanked on either side by Admirals. Trier, looking sullen, his eyes steely grey and sharp, and Lobkin, his image hazy and somewhat distorted by interference from the cigarra he smokes.

"Gentlemen, what do you have for me?"

Both admirals look to Zahn.

"Two plans, your Highness," Zahn begins. "The key of course, is getting into striking range of Fondor. To that end, we believe the Rebels are preparing a series of fortress worlds along our most likely advance along major hyperlanes. It would be a slog, but if we clear a path through these strongholds, we'll have a clear line of advance secured, as well as a number of populated worlds."

"It's risky," Lobkin says, ignoring the look Zahn shoots him, "A safe bet of course, but it means more fighting and more time for the Rebels to whittle us down."

"Which brings us to the second plan. It's been proposed before. There are a number of backwater worlds between the Deep Core and Fondor that are as of yet unoccupied by the Rebellion. We may, by making short hyperspace hops, be able to cross this distance an sneak up on the Rebels undetected. It means our supply line is vulnerable and our fleet risks being cut off, but we may strike at Fondor while bypassing most Rebel defenses."

"I do have concerns about this plan as well," Trier says, breaking his silence, "Grand Admiral Zahn and Admiral Lobkin favor it, however I think this plays the Rebel's hand. Their strong suit is not in conventional warfare. A standard advance on their defenses would let us overwhelm them and break them before advancing on Fondor."

"Risky," Lobkin reports, voice husky from a deep inhalation of smoke. "The Rebels may have been inexperienced in conventional warfare, but I can assure you, the animals have learned."

Again, another dirty look from Zahn. "I am inclined to agree with Admiral Lobkin. I find the Backwater advance to be imperfect, but it gives us a chance to snap up Fondor with little resistance."


>The Backwater approach
>The frontal approach
>Questions for the Admirals
>Write in

>>2051220
>>Questions for the Admirals
We have no need for population, not as much as we have need for the rebels to be destroyed. Is there any way we can incapacitate the planets so we don't have to fight one after another?

Maybe we could use our black invasion box

>>2051230
>black invasion box
Silencer-1?

>>2051220
>Questions for the Admirals
How reliable is the intelligence that suggests no rebel presence on those planets? Where does it come from?

If we advance from the front, could the Rebels use that same "hidden" path to attack behind our own lines?

>>2051238
If that's what they called it

>Writing for write in questions

>>2051220
>Questions for the Admirals
I want to destroy the rebel fighting capacity not capture a few worlds. What is the best way to do this and how do we prevent them from escaping.

"For the frontal plan, is it really necessary to subjugate every world on our advance? We have little need for additional population at the moment. Is there any other way to incapacitate them?"

"AS it happens, your Highness," Lobkin interjects, "They can by bypassed with some ease. Mostly. Those of no importance can be pass over, as long as the hyperlane stays open, the populace can be as hostile or friendly as they want with no problem. The issue comes from the worlds where the Rebel fleet can shelter close to the planetary defenses. We can't bypass the planet and leave the Rebels in our rear, so our options are to attack the defenses of the world or blockade it and starve them out."

There was a third option, you expected. The deployment of your world devastator. As a lone combat platform it was vulnerable to being overwhelmed, but that sort of planetary subjugation was what it had been designed for. You imagined it would make an effective battering ram against any would-be fortress world. Perhaps in conjunction with Dala's small fleet as an escort . . .

"And our intelligence on the backwater, how reliable is it to suggest no rebel presence on those planets? Where does it come from?"

"For reliability Highness, I can't assure you of its absolute infallibility. Truth be told, much of these estimates are based on recon conducted from before our last major expansion," Zahn says. "The backwater is a large area, and fairly wild. An imperial scout presence would likely be noticed. That said, we believe it's accurate. If the Rebels have forces there, it's likely a minor picket fleet."

"I want to destroy the rebel fighting capacity not capture a few worlds. What is the best way to do this and how do we prevent them from escaping."

"The Rebellion, for all their faults, are humanitarians. They'll come if their people are threatened," Trier says. Perhaps if we were to starve out one of their fortress worlds they would mass a relief fleet. As for trapping them-"

"We may be able to jump in a flotilla of Interdictors," Lobkin adds, cutting off Trier. "Alternatively, if we do manage to sneak up on Fondor, we can cut off any escape before we attack. It won't be the entire rebel fleet, but it will be a large portion, and the most vulnerable."

>The Backwater approach
>The frontal approach
>Questions for the Admirals
>Write in

>>2051275
>>The frontal approach

>>2051275
>The Backwater approach
Although it is somewhat risky it is our best and most rewarding option. We should save the World Devastator deployment for when we really need an ace in the hole.

>>2051275
>The frontal approach

We don't need to deploy them, just the manly combat

>>2051275
>>The Backwater approach

>The frontal approach
>>2051296
>>2051309

>The Backwater approach
>>2051300
>>2051315

hmmm . . . givin it jsut a bit before the darkside gets involved

Rolled 1 (1d2)

>1Front door
>2"Back door"

>Front door

Writing

"A frontal attack will suffice I think," you say. "Admiral Zahn, draw up plans and assemble your forces. We break the rebellion here."

"Y-yes, Highness."

As the transmission dies to sit on your throne and turn to face the massive window overlooking the Imperial Center, the sun descends on the horizon, casting the grey cityscape in amber orange and blood red. The fate of the Rebellion is at hand . . .

***

That's all the time I have guys, sorry for the semi-early end, but I've got real life obligations fucking with my time here. #WageSlave.

Anyway, thanks for playing guys! Next session will be Friday 7est (11UTC). We may begin the preliminary stages of the Fondor Campaign! Provided I get time to plan that shit . . .

See you guys then!

>>2051402
Thanks TK. Sounds fun.

If we are doing a frontal attack after all it might make sense to use the world devastator. It'll speed things up mightily. We'll want more than a "small" fleet protecting it, though.

You don't have to look over your shoulder to know that Darth Cythera has joined you in your throne room on Tarkin.

"What have you discovered, my young apprentice?"

"The cause of death for your clone bodies has been determined."
"And what have you found?"

"Their necks have been broken. And not through contact either. It looks like the work of a force user. We've also found the body of one of the chamber guards, Sa-di. Cause of death appears to be the same as the clones. This was done eitherby a Jedi or one of Moore's people I suspect. It could have even been the other guard, Nefta. I'd like to have loyalty tests run on the lot of them.

You know from your own exploration of the force that there are others beside your Sith and Luke's Jedi capable of such a feat. While it very well could have been Moore or her people, you knew it wasn't limited to them.

"Nefta could barely shift a pebble with the force," you say, "He certainly isn't capable of that kind of slaughter. He may be an accomplice, but I think we can rule him out as the primary suspect."

"Then who do you suspect?" Cythera asks, irritation edging her voice.

"Paitience, Lord Cythera. Remember your place in all of this."

"Yes, Master."

You decide to keep your thoughts about any true culprit to yourself. You had little time to deal with this matter with your navy assembling in orbit of this world for a Naval Review. Cythera could continue her investigation into the killer of your clones, though the leads seemed to be thinning out. You might also decide to have her remain with you during such a critical operation, otherwise you could of course assign her to another task of your choosing.


>Continue your investigation and report back when I return
>Forget it for now, remain by my side
>Write in

***

Phone posting and traveling today, please be a bit patient with update times. Also, don't expect any super fancy Ms paint battle maps. Since I ain't got MS Paint.

>>2059347
>Continue your investigation and report back when I return

>>2059347
>>Continue your investigation and report back when I return

also how long will it take to grow new bodies?

>>2059347
>>Continue your investigation and report back when I return

>>2059347
>Continue your investigation and report back when I return

>Continue your investigation and report back when I return


>Writing

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"I would like you to remain on Byss," you say "Continue your investigation into this foul act, and ensure those guilty are brought to justice."

"As you wish."

"What of the fresh batch of bodies being grown?"

"With the most reliable growth enhancement they will be mature in a matter of years. A younger body could be ready sooner. With permanently accelerated growth, a body could be matured in two years though would Expire not much later."

You didn't relish the idea of body jumping without need, but a spare was a spare.

"Have one prepared as a failsafe."

"It will be done."

"Now go. I have other duties to oversee."

***

The final preparations are underway for the Naval Review, a vast armada of Imperial Starships gathering in orbit near Tarkin. Even as the finishing touches are applied, columns of starship straightened, flights of Tie Fighters assembled, you make last minute preparation of your own with Grand Admiral Zahn.

"Everything is in place now, your Highness. Thirty Star Destroyers and their associated escorts are assembled and ready. I wanted to clear our final mission plan with you. We're arrayed to strike across a broad front toward Fondor. I wanted to clarify your objectives, my subordinates are split on the issue."

"Go on."

"Fondor of course is our stated goal, but I would also like to bring the Rebel Fleet into a decisive battle and destroy it. To that end, I believe we should determine our main focus. I've made two variants on our Fondor attack plan." Zahn brings up a holographic map of that sector of the galaxy "The first emphasizes breaking through and reducing any fortress worlds on the way, clearing a path straight to Fondor and the shipyards. Ideally, we'll drive the Rebel fleet there and destroy it, although theoretically they could slip away instead and refuse battle."

"And the second?"

"Slightly more involved. We would blockade the world of Exodeen, threaten to reduce the planet with bombardment and, ideally, draw in Rebel reinforcements. Then, a series of secondary actions would seize Quellor and Denon, cutting off Exodeen and letting us smash the Rebels in detail. It would give the Rebels a strong defensive position as bait, ultimately trapping them there, but does involve independent fleet maneuvers that could be vulnerable."

You sense Zahn's reticence to adopt this plan, he always favored detailed planning and logistics to defeat enemies over aggressive maneuvering, not to mention you know your Grand Admiral is highly averse to risk.


>Lure them to the Exodeen Blockade
>Breakthrough to Fondor
>I have more questions (Write in)
>Write in

>>2059473
>Lure them to the Exodeen Blockade

>>2059473
>Lure them to the Exodeen Blockade

>Lure them to the Exodeen Blockade

>Writing

"Exodeen will make an excellent graveyard for the Rebellion. Assemble your commanders and see to it."

***

https://youtu.be/-bzWSJG93P8


The gallantry of the Imperial Navy arrayed before you was awe inspiring. The thirty capital ship armada you see now is a fraction of your total military power. A large fraction, but a fraction all the same. A mere few months previously your entire navy amassed less than this fraction. The Empire has grown radically in size and power since your return.

As ship after ship and whole wings of fighters pass by the bow of Tarkin, you consider the forces arrayed here. The fleets of both Admiral Lobkin and Admiral Trier, as well as supplemental forces provided by Admiral Dala's small Maw Task Force. In the center of it all, the titanic white dagger of Zahn's flagship, the Super Star Destroyer Intimidator.

It was this mighty force that was to be arrayed against the enemy. If your intelligence reports are to be believed, they face the last desperate breath of the Rebellion's military. Have suffered grievous losses at Corellia, Kuat, Commenor, and Dac

The Rebels fared well against the scattered and disjointed petty warlords that rose in your absence. But against a unified, disciplined, and purpose-driven Imperial military they were amateurs. This was your war.

There was one particular absence you noticed from this armada. The experimental weapon developed in the Maw. The "World Devastator" Silencer-1. Such a weapon was purpose-built to subjugate a world with minimum human involvement save a relatively small escort force. It could make an effective weapon of terror in the right hands. In your hands.


>Have Silencer-1 brought with the invasion
>We'll leave it at Byss. That will be a surprise for another date
>Write in

>>2059604
>We'll leave it at Byss. That will be a surprise for another date
Use it on New Alderaan or another important Rebel world.

>>2059604
>We'll leave it at Byss. That will be a surprise for another date

>>2059604
>Have Silencer-1 brought with the invasion
We might need to reduce a few fortress worlds

>We'll leave it at Byss. That will be a surprise for another date

>writing

>>2059604
>We'll leave it at Byss. That will be a surprise for another date

You guys know, we've overruled our military at every turn here. We're doing a frontal attack when they wanted to do a sneak attack across backwaters, and we decided to draw the rebel fleet in with a complex series of maneuvers rather than just seizing the objective. If things go wrong there's no one to blame but ourself.

The World Devastator would be better deployed on an unrepentant Rebel world. A surprise you were relishing.

Conventional forces would have to do. To that end, your attack on the rebels was ready . Grand Admiral Zahn commands the main bulk, aimed at Exodeen. Smaller forces under Trier and Lobkin were poised to strike Quellor and Demon respectively, the noose around Exodeen. Each attack will need to succeed to in order for this plan to be entirely successful.

In detail, Zahns main body will need to be at back Rebel defenders and deploy a loose blockade around Exodeen, beginning to bombard the planet indiscriminately to draw Rebel backup.

Trier will breakthrough at Quellor and swing to trap fleeing Rebels at Exodeen.

Lobkin will reduce Demon and double back to finish closing the trap. His role is arguably the most difficult. Zahn selected him for his experience and aggressiveness.

***

Roll 1d100 each. The first three will be taken representing, in order, the three attacks. Since none of them are prodigies like Alana, they only have one dice each.

Rolled 26 (1d100)

>>2059740
Let the dark side decide

Rolled 47 (1d100)

>>2059740

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>2059740
For the Empire!

>26
>47
>86

>writing

>>2059754
>>2059760

Guess the dice gods aren't fond of the dark side, but really like the Empire.
interesting...

Zahn's fleet is the first to engage the Rebels, coming out of lightspeed close enough to the system that the Rebels detected their arrival and were able to raise their planetary deflector shields, scrambling fighters and drawing into defensive position.

Zahn's advance is clumsy and slow. Overly cautious and unimaginative, at several stages, escort vessels got too far from the main body and were picked off the Rebel defenders in daring hit and run attacks. Despite this, Zahn's slow, deliberate advance gave the Rebels plenty of time to withdraw into their defensive position, exactly where they were wanted. Once bottled up, Zahn began a slow, relentless bombardment of the shields, the occasional shot breaching their defenses to destroy a residential or urban area rather than strictly military targets. It's not long before Rebel relief forces begin to build up at the edge of the system.

***

At Quellor, Trier deploys his forces swiftly and skillfully, advancing on the Rebel defenses without any delay. His quick action separates the Rebel fleet their from their planetary defenses, enabling Trier to focus on reducing the fortress world without interference. With Quellor evidently a lost cause, the forces there withdraw to help relieve Exodeen.

***

Lobkin's advance on Denon is close to masterful. He conducts a pair of battles in which he routes two small Rebel divisions sent to delay his advance. Once at Denon, he doesn't hesitate. Deploying a task force helmed by Dala, serving as his second in command, he blockades Denon and begins landing ground troops, taking his main body to rendezvous with the others at Exodeen.

***

Now, within days, the Rebels find themselves outfitted and outmanuvered. The bulk of their fleet is now trapped at Exodeen, surrounded by Imperial warships. A smaller, free fleet has been sighted withdrawing toward Fondor, likely with the intent of breaking out the Exodeen pocket.

Zahn's plan doesn't allow this possibility. Now is the time to reduce the Rebels here and now. It will be a difficult. And bloody fight, but if successful, it will smash the majority of the Rebel fleet. Otherwise, the Rebels may break free and return to their defenses at Fondor with some or all of their forces.

***

Roll 1D100. I'll take the first three. Each roll represents Zahn, Trier, and Lobkin respectively.

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>2059831

Rolled 36 (1d100)

>>2059831
Watch me wipe out those rebs.