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Articles by Darth Metus
VERUN, SHIRAYA EXPANSE
As the light of day perished beyond the horizon, black bled upon parchment.
It had been a lifetime since Darth Metus had laid his sulfuric gaze upon the Black Iron Tyrant. A lifetime since the day they stood, shoulder-to-shoulder, witnessing the infancy of what would...
Major Faction
An End and a Beginning || CIS
PARTING THOUGHTS
Every faction has an expiration date.
I can't tell you how loud that sentence has been rattling around in my head for the past few months. It's a reality that most don't ever want to think about. For me, it wasn't the presence on the map or the "prestige" of being a major...
NETRA'YAIM, KRANT
Featuring: Srina Talon, John Locke
Thump.
Thump.
Despite the hour, the room was quiet. The hour was early in the afternoon - enough so that bright rays bathed the office space in light. This was the time that brought about creativity. Progress. And yet, the space was as a...
Major Faction
Excommunication || The Confederacy
168 HOURS
The news sent ripples through the Galaxy.
Despite the rampages of the Bryn'adul and the appearance of the Maw, easily the conflict most followed in the cosmos was the battle of Father and Son. Born from the Sith Empire's bosom, the New Imperials took a sickle to their creator...
Major Faction
The Ametrine Accords | Confederate-Silver Alliance
POLARIS COURT, NABOO
As the early hours began on Naboo, the press corps assembled on the lawn of Polaris Court. Before them stood an empty podium - and the promise of great change. It had been quite some time since the Vicelord addresssed the nation in this manner. And all waited on baited...
DROMUND KAAS
It was almost hard to breathe.
Everything before the Vicelord's gaze seemed...wrong. From above, the light of day bled through ornate glass - spilling pale rays onto an ornate slab. Stone. Cold. Atop this foundation was laid a length of crimson silk. One could tell, at a glance...
N A B O O
The knock was an omen.
Meetings. It seemed as though the Vicelord's existence was simply floating from one holo-call to the next. From the moment the sun rose above Naboo's horizon to well past its retreat, there was always some urgent matter that required his signature. His...
POLARIS COURT
Golbah Hill, Confederate Capital
Click. Clack.
There was something therapeutic about the movements on the board. Something satisfying about the sound of wooden pieces settling into place. The game was as old as civilization itself; and though there were countless "modern"...
N A B O O
POLARIS COURT
Golbah Hill, Confederate Capital
The tie had come loose.
There was so much to be done. So many avenues that to be explored. For what seemed a small eternity, the Presidium had busied itself pouring over the latest reports. The most immediate concern was the rampage to...
N A B O O
LAKE COUNTRY
Golbah Hill, Confederate Capital
Exercise was important.
The demands of guiding the southern systems often required a plethora of sitting. Meetings. Paperwork. Reports. Councils. And every other gathering in-between. There were days where the Vicelord sat for so long...
N A B O O
POLARIS COURT
Golbah Hill, Confederate Capital
A mere handful of hours had passed.
After suffering a grievous defeat, the Vicelord had resigned himself to fulfilling the tenets of his role. The light of day waned, giving way to the darkness of evening. Behind him, the bright...
N A B O O
POLARIS COURT
Golbah Hill, Confederate Capital
Dull echoes filled the room.
Typically, the vibrant offices of Polaris Court were a place of professional conduct. As the standing residence of the Confederacy's leader, it was often the locale of many vital occasions. Diplomatic...
F I R S T
Executive Order: EO 860SP2-1
My fellow Confederates,
Recent events have inspired a great look inward - and we have found ourselves wanting in many regards. We have discovered the truth that our concerns were ill-placed. That we focused our efforts on molding the way we do battle to...