L'Assassin Noire
Amalia sat down at her desk within the offices on Corvus, wondering how everything had managed to go so wrong so fast. one moment, the TIC was standing strong against overwehlming odds, the other moment, the majority of the faction broke off, defected or simply vanished. Annoyed by this sudden collapse and devolution of the confederation, she had to watch and observe the evolution of the region more carefully. The evident and quite equally mistimed collapse and reorganization of the Diarchy also created severe ripples through the N&Z's own trade networks, further exasperating the problems Amalia had to face. With the Imperial Confederation and the Diarchy contracting, reshaping themselves and the internal issues which came from it, Amalia thought it best to reach out for a private conversation with someone who had been a reasonable strength within the Diarchy and perhaps had the highest potential when being backed by a corporation like the N&Z.
It was a thought to Amalia that to consolidate the N&Z's assets in the region and prevent any of the backlash from dissolving the region's overall peace, she needed to gain strong allies willing to get a leg up in a possible shift in the minor powers of the galaxy. Her eyes quickly fell on the files displayed on the screen in front of her, showing the information the N&Z had on a particular individual who in their presence within the Diarchy had become a pillar of strength and a dangerous piece within the controlled region. Yet rather than inviting the tyrant droid to Bescane, Corvus seemed more appropriate and more out of the way of the Mandalorian Empire, who apparently still had several warrants out for the droid lord.
"Maxwell, could you send a missive to Lord Mettallum," Amalia pressed a button on her desk, contacting one of the assistants outside of her office. "Make sure he knows it is an informal, but still appropriate invite to Corvus. I need him to be aware that this isn't a friendly call but an invitation for possible cooperation."
An positive response could be heard through the intercom, after which Amalia disconnected the line, continuing to scroll through the files she had on
Lord Mettallum
just to make certain she knew what she was starting.