Roon
The Nightstalker glided calmly through the atmosphere of the mysterious planet. It had taken no small amount of coordination for Caid's flight crew to chart a safe course to the planet's location. Upon arrival, Caid noted that the world seem to be flourishing. Then again, he did suppose if the planet was near impossible for most to successfully navigate to, degradation due to external influence was a minute concern.
However, the most readily apparent characteristic of the planet was the almost overwhelming strength of the dark side. The air and currents of the Force were thick with the taste of arcane, deadly power. The silver-green eyes of the Sith Lord burned intensely as an involuntary result. Within a matter of minutes, the alien-looking craft nestled onto the ground just outside of a somewhat imposing looking estate. In truth, it reminded him of Castellum Tenebris on Druckenwell.
Exhaling softly, Caid stood from his seat and made his way down to the cargo bay to deboard. After the loading ramp had cycled all the way to the down position, the Sith Lord descended to the ground, bright gaze searching his surroundings. Eventually, the young Centurion's gaze fell to the large edifice that seemed significantly more imposing from this relative height. The current Viceroy of Druckenwell was not a mystery to Caid. [member="Anesia Jy'Vun"] had occurred within Caid's presence on multiple occasions now.
After their last parting, Caid hadn't given the woman a second thought. However, in the course of his efforts to find out more about the enigmatic new Minister of War, Caid discovered there had been a report filed regarding his service on Kamino with the Knights Obsidian. The report also mentioned Anesia though not in name. Further digging and some casual questions of others present, lead to the reality that the now-Minister had referred to Anesia by name during the incident. It was an interesting reality for such a familiarity to exist.
So Caid had arranged for a meeting with his fellow Viceroy on Roon. He only hoped that their discourse was less cryptic than the last two had been. He really did not have the time for games. Time that others within the Confederacy seemed to possess in abundance.
The Nightstalker glided calmly through the atmosphere of the mysterious planet. It had taken no small amount of coordination for Caid's flight crew to chart a safe course to the planet's location. Upon arrival, Caid noted that the world seem to be flourishing. Then again, he did suppose if the planet was near impossible for most to successfully navigate to, degradation due to external influence was a minute concern.
However, the most readily apparent characteristic of the planet was the almost overwhelming strength of the dark side. The air and currents of the Force were thick with the taste of arcane, deadly power. The silver-green eyes of the Sith Lord burned intensely as an involuntary result. Within a matter of minutes, the alien-looking craft nestled onto the ground just outside of a somewhat imposing looking estate. In truth, it reminded him of Castellum Tenebris on Druckenwell.
Exhaling softly, Caid stood from his seat and made his way down to the cargo bay to deboard. After the loading ramp had cycled all the way to the down position, the Sith Lord descended to the ground, bright gaze searching his surroundings. Eventually, the young Centurion's gaze fell to the large edifice that seemed significantly more imposing from this relative height. The current Viceroy of Druckenwell was not a mystery to Caid. [member="Anesia Jy'Vun"] had occurred within Caid's presence on multiple occasions now.
After their last parting, Caid hadn't given the woman a second thought. However, in the course of his efforts to find out more about the enigmatic new Minister of War, Caid discovered there had been a report filed regarding his service on Kamino with the Knights Obsidian. The report also mentioned Anesia though not in name. Further digging and some casual questions of others present, lead to the reality that the now-Minister had referred to Anesia by name during the incident. It was an interesting reality for such a familiarity to exist.
So Caid had arranged for a meeting with his fellow Viceroy on Roon. He only hoped that their discourse was less cryptic than the last two had been. He really did not have the time for games. Time that others within the Confederacy seemed to possess in abundance.