The Core was now in a state of flux with the downfall of the Frew Worlds Coalition and the Galactic Alliance. In keeping with its current containment strategy, the Silver Jedi looked Coreward to stabilize the region and keep it out of unscrupulous hands.
However, the Silver Order didn't just plan on waltzing into space and throwing down their flag, they wanted to build partnerships with those who remained. After reflection on their last major defeat in the Outer Rim, they had learned they needed to do a better job empowering the people they aimed to protect rather than coddle them.
The first round of talks with the Interstellar Protectorate was proceeding well, and now Rozalyne set her eyes on another rising power in the core: Kuat.
The system had been on her mind since their intervention against raiders at Coruscant. Those were exactly the types of organizations that the SJO wanted to ally with, willing to stick their necks out for others in spite of the consequences.
Kuat seemed decent enough from afar, but it still remained largely an enigma under the current ruling administration. She imagined that the SJO was just as much of a mystery to them. So a meeting had been called, just to test out the waters and see if they could find some common ground.
While protocol teams on either side communicated with each other, both delegations agreed to meet on the Kuati station known as Toryaz station, a lavish platform historically utilized for such affairs.
Right on time, Rozalyne's Nubian yacht dropped out of hyperspace, promptly squawking its credentials with traffic control to receive clearance to land. The princess herself was still locked away in her room, primping. Appearances meant everything during first impressions.
However, the Silver Order didn't just plan on waltzing into space and throwing down their flag, they wanted to build partnerships with those who remained. After reflection on their last major defeat in the Outer Rim, they had learned they needed to do a better job empowering the people they aimed to protect rather than coddle them.
The first round of talks with the Interstellar Protectorate was proceeding well, and now Rozalyne set her eyes on another rising power in the core: Kuat.
The system had been on her mind since their intervention against raiders at Coruscant. Those were exactly the types of organizations that the SJO wanted to ally with, willing to stick their necks out for others in spite of the consequences.
Kuat seemed decent enough from afar, but it still remained largely an enigma under the current ruling administration. She imagined that the SJO was just as much of a mystery to them. So a meeting had been called, just to test out the waters and see if they could find some common ground.
While protocol teams on either side communicated with each other, both delegations agreed to meet on the Kuati station known as Toryaz station, a lavish platform historically utilized for such affairs.
Right on time, Rozalyne's Nubian yacht dropped out of hyperspace, promptly squawking its credentials with traffic control to receive clearance to land. The princess herself was still locked away in her room, primping. Appearances meant everything during first impressions.