A P E X
The Auction of Contruum had caused a considerable sum of Galactic turmoil. The Republic had attempted a raid in order to recover stolen trinkets from the hands of a Dark Master, and in the process had managed to step on the toes of two of the members of the Ithorian Conference. In light of this, the drums of war could easily be thumped and the end of the Republic cemented. However, as opposed to simply igniting the powder keg and calling forth the Conference to rally their arms and launch into full-scale invasions of Republic worlds, the Grand Marshal of the Confederacy opted to try a simpler approach. He would, first and foremost, attempt to secure reparations for the mistreatment of his trusted Diplomat Vorhi Alestrani; and in doing so would liberate the Republic from losing their alliance with the Confederacy.
And also halt their impending demise.
As such, from the bridge of his personal vessel as it surged through hyperspace inbound for Contruum, he opened a line of communication to the office of the Supreme Chancellor. He fully expected the young Aleidis to answer the call, but this, sadly, would not be the case in light of recent events. The clone, of course, was unaware of this fact and his azure hologram appeared on the desk-mounted terminal of the Supreme Chancellor. Rendering a polite incline of his head, the armor-clad Genesis Rostu began bluntly. He wanted this to be a short, sweet affair; for after all, he had a meeting to get to.
"Supreme Chancellor, I do hope that this message finds you well. The events on Contruum have strained the relationship between our nations to a breaking point. In light of the mistreatment levied upon my subordinate, reparations of the highest caliber are to be made. Otherwise, I am left with no option aside from appealing to the Conference and dissolving our alliance. It is not my intention for this conversation today to end as thus, so if you would, please consider a viable option for reparations so that peace may continue to characterize the Galaxy."
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And also halt their impending demise.
As such, from the bridge of his personal vessel as it surged through hyperspace inbound for Contruum, he opened a line of communication to the office of the Supreme Chancellor. He fully expected the young Aleidis to answer the call, but this, sadly, would not be the case in light of recent events. The clone, of course, was unaware of this fact and his azure hologram appeared on the desk-mounted terminal of the Supreme Chancellor. Rendering a polite incline of his head, the armor-clad Genesis Rostu began bluntly. He wanted this to be a short, sweet affair; for after all, he had a meeting to get to.
"Supreme Chancellor, I do hope that this message finds you well. The events on Contruum have strained the relationship between our nations to a breaking point. In light of the mistreatment levied upon my subordinate, reparations of the highest caliber are to be made. Otherwise, I am left with no option aside from appealing to the Conference and dissolving our alliance. It is not my intention for this conversation today to end as thus, so if you would, please consider a viable option for reparations so that peace may continue to characterize the Galaxy."
@[member="[/COLOR]Philip. J Halen"]