Ozymandias
Jutrand
Capital Building
876 ABY
The building was alight with activity as worlds were subjugated and conquests ran rampant. Under Darth Empyrean, Legion I, otherwise known as 'The Emperor's Fist', had decimated dozens, if not nigh on a hundred worlds in only a small span of time. Each was conquered, religion was sent to the masses to uplift them, and unreliable nobles were put to the sword by the great revolution of their crusade. The trouble now came for settling these violent worlds and introducing them to the Emperor's Peace.
That would be his to grant, but he needed someone to support his efforts in this. Empyrean was once a great diplomat, and his word carried far - but his attentions were far too divided in settling his debts with the other Triumirvates for him to simply stop preparing his military. He would need to pass this on to another, and he had just that in mind. A woman who had proven herself a viciously adept diplomat, and soon to be his ear in the world of politics.
He summoned
Sharan Maevel
to his office with due haste, sitting upon his engraved throne as it brought peace to the fire that lived under his skin. A moment without pain, a second to not hear the dark whisper of the Worm - another brief respite in the storm his life had become. Idly, he lifted a small necklace made as a religious symbol for his people - an eternalist emblem inscripted with the words for 'Strength Above All' written in ur-Kittat on its back.
Sharan Maevel
to his office with due haste, sitting upon his engraved throne as it brought peace to the fire that lived under his skin. A moment without pain, a second to not hear the dark whisper of the Worm - another brief respite in the storm his life had become. Idly, he lifted a small necklace made as a religious symbol for his people - an eternalist emblem inscripted with the words for 'Strength Above All' written in ur-Kittat on its back.
