He shook his head. Reports were coming in from all over the Alliance. Things were bad. They were getting worse. Reports from deep in the Alliance, calls for help. Calls to the New Jedi Order, to any allies in the vicinity. And the GADF already stretched. There was a coup occurring. Members of Coren Starchaser’s home were turning on their own. He looked over the screens in front of him, the ones that Porter, his ever trusty astromech had hijacked from Jyoti Nooran’s ship. With a hand, Coren reached up for his forehead and ran a hand down his face, stubble from the past few days of sleeplessness.
He looked around the room, Alliance soldiers and Jedi sentinels with him. He nodded to each of them. They were ones he could trust, this ship were people he could trust. And he thought more of the Alliance was full of beings he could. But he was wrong. The Sith, or some entity, had infiltrated deep into the Alliance military and political structure. He wasn’t sure who, but his mind, and the Force, was telling him it was the Sith. That was not something he was willing to believe, but, apparently stranger things had happened. He was looking at reports, trusted intelligence operatives, pilots, ships crews, even ranks in the New Jedi Order were calling that their own friends, men and women they called family, were turning on them.
How did he miss this?
What was he paying attention to? Fighting the darkness? And it was here, within the Alliance the whole time? Is this what happened to the Republic? No, that was infighting of its own design. This… This was something intelligently orchestrated. This was slow, methodological. The Sentinels and Inquisitors were built to stop this, but… had they all been duped?
“Nooran, continue on. I need to get to the Temple.” Grand Marshal Taeli Raaf was there. He needed to see what he could do to help. But first he needed to secure her. He was the Sentinel. And he always felt off trusting her, even since the disappearance of Corvis, but he needed to be there. To see what he could. He turned back to his droid.
“Attention Galactic Alliance citizens. This is Coren Starchaser. Some of you know me as a Commander, others as a Marshal. But like many of you, I am a patriot. The Galactic Alliance is a beacon of hope in this galaxy. I am hearing reports of what is going on. But the Alliance is all of you. You are responsible for these ideals, for yourself, and for your neighbor. We need you to defend the Alliance. Protect those that you can, fight for those that you can’t. Our way of life is under assault. Only united can we persevere.” He gave a nod to his droid.
Without a word, he began collecting his gear, he could feel the Capitol closing in.
OOC: This is it, ladies and gentlemen. The End Game of the Galactic Alliance. This thread is happening while Coren Starchaser in on his way to Coruscant. It is used to set the stage for YOUR adventure. The Galactic Alliance hosts dozens of worlds and sectors of the galaxy, and as everyone will see, they are all under assault. A message has been sent out by Taeli Raaf to agents working within the Galactic Alliance borders to strike, and strike hard.
Start your own threads around the GA space, helping to protect the planets, VIPs, and knowledge of the faction, or you’re part of the dark side, and you’re out for blood, taking the fight to the Alliance in a PvE or PvP manner. These can be on some of the major selected worlds (Coruscant, Fondor, Lothal), but can occur anywhere you want to tell a story, be it PvP or PvE. Lets have fun with these threads!