"The Steward of Imperium"
Irveric Station (Oasis of Power)
Military/Industrial Trade Centre
Regional Temperature Avg. (Summer): 45°C (113°F)
Regional Temperature Avg. (Winter): 10°C (50°F)
Distance to Ocean: 352.4km
Dantooine, home to dreamers, home of the ambitious.
The Empire's very own spiritual home of conquerors.
A pilgrimage like no other.
A lush, fertile planet like Dantooine, still lacking the blight of heavy urbanisation, was never expected to give rise to a true champion of Imperium - but it did.
Giving rise to a humble, strong man of his means, lacking the blood of the ancient Houses of Zambrano, Dooku, Fel and all the others, had never been assumed as one brave enough to attempt aggressive cessation from the Sith Empire - but he did.
And his name, revered endlessly forevermore in light of his passionate and valorous leadership, was none other than Imperator Irveric Tavlar.
The years had been kind to Dantooine, as in the Empire's reverence for her greatest heroes, the planet and it's peoples had been mostly left alone to their own devices, clearly understanding the pride that rules the world's inhabitants now; even in the years following Tavlar's assassination, the Empire's reverence for the name, deeds and life of it's pioneering, rebellious leader had been enough for Rurik Fel to let its wonders grow without disruption, gesturing peace in every possible fashion to keep the legacy alive.
All the while, the 501st Legion would deploy and return time and time again, as heroes and survivors both, guided by Fel and then by Vandron, with the latter holding to continuations of the respect his predecessor held towards the humble communities of Dantooine. Even going so far as to build industrial and military installations as far as possible from the quiet, idyllic backdrops the planet's many beautiful horizons, constructing stations and the likes on the blandest, most-deserted backdrops instead, and with many reasons in mind that differed to that which drives men to respect such spiritual home-world settings. Particular settings, like those which surround Irveric Station specifically, that are still considered ideal staging-grounds for rehashing and selection training-exercises, endless storage capacity for vehicles and ordnance alike, and better for the consolidation of pre-mobilised strength overall.
A perfect balance, on a perfect planet - and it looks very much set to remain this way.
And with the beginning of another Tavlar's rise to military service considered, especially so.
A pilgrimage like no other.
A planet like no other.
The old Woad has been meaning to visit for a while.
Having long since considered Dantooine a pilgrimage site, and precisely since the days and weeks following the Imperator's death, the Lord-Regent has been itching for a chance to visit the homeworld of a man who has meant much and more to Lord Erskine for years since, and especially in the months following his own ascension to Imperial leadership. To make things easier is the fact Woad has taken time away from his duties, and after another round of surgeries and the consequent recovery-time that accompanies such procedures, Barran has time in abundance to make plans to see the Tavlar monument.
With the intention of meeting Saul Vandron in person for the first time, there is much and more expected to be discussed between them, though there is much and more the Lord-Regent is soon to encounter of the unexpected in turn, as there is an Imperial legacy's continuation the old Woad hasn't considered since the the months after the death of it's progenitor. After all, the continuation of a ruler's bloodline has already occurred, and long before his planned visit to Tavlar's homeworld; the Imperator's illustrious House endures, and in the wake of old Barran's expected arrival, Vandron is likely to surprise the old Woad as soon as the introductions are made.
