Bakura was free. Sentus had longed for years to be able to say that, ever since he fled the world following the death of his wife at the hands of their First Order overlords. He had watched with growing interest as the First Order began to collapse in on itself, falling into chaos and disorder as it first fractured, then became nothing more than a lingering memory. They still caused problems on Zakuul, but they were manageable compared to what they once were. Sentus had not had the time to return home for roughly two years ever since he took his son and daughter back to Zakuul. However recent events demanded his attention.
Before the First Order had even took power over Bakura, a civil war had been waged across the planet and its neighboring worlds. The Olan family and its allies had made open moves to welcome the First Order peacefully to their world, preferring assimilation on their terms rather than forcible conquest. On the other side were the conservative families, Sentus's own blood family the Trion foremost among them. The civil war was brief but brutal, with the smaller conservative faction waging a guerrilla warfare campaign against the Olan bloc. Sentus had seen his first true combat operations in those days. The first man he ever personally killed had been one of his cousins within the Trion family, when the two of them met aboard a ship of split loyalties. In the end the conservatives had been defeated and Bakura eventually joined the First Order.
However, years of growing injustice and corrupt leadership quickly showed that the First Order were not the benevolent leaders the Olan's had hoped for. The conservative resistance steadily gained more support as their years of subservience to the First Order dragged on, until eventually they were free to at. The second Bakuran civil war lasted for nearly two years, the entirety of it Sentus spent away from the conflict. He had gotten his family out just before it started, having no interest in taking part in the deaths of more of his kin. Two years of fighting eventually came to an end with a truce signed between the two factions, and a joint government was established to keep the peace. However, recently members of both factions have begun to disappear. Fingers are pointed at both sides across the political divide, and the looming threat of a resumption of hostilities brought the Bakuran government to look for outside intervention. Sentus, being the closest Bakuran of notable position, and a member of the influential Olan family, and the former conservative Trion family was their first choice.
He had taken a brief leave of absence from Zakuul to attend to the Bakuran problem. While he had little love for his homeworld anymore, he felt he had an obligation to his father in law at least to try and smooth over the hostilities. That was his hope at least as the landing ramp of the shuttle slowly opened, casting the light of the setting sun across the gleaming glass spires of the Olan estates. To either side of the ramp stood several Olan family guards, armed with powerful laser pistols and wearing the ceremonial blue and orange uniforms of the family. Sentus walked past them without pause, coming to a halt only as he caught sight of the approaching group of individuals. His father in laws portly form leading the delegation. Sentus turned to the two Eternal Knights at his back, waving them off before taking a few more steps, extending his hand to clasp with his father in laws.
"Welcome back, son. It has been too long." The familiar baritone of Julios Olan brought a flood of memories to the forefront of Sentus's mind, chief among them the image of his wife's smiling face. He pushed them to the back of his mind however, focusing instead on the task at hand.
"Thank you, father. It is good to be home..."
[member="Tathra Khaeus"]
Before the First Order had even took power over Bakura, a civil war had been waged across the planet and its neighboring worlds. The Olan family and its allies had made open moves to welcome the First Order peacefully to their world, preferring assimilation on their terms rather than forcible conquest. On the other side were the conservative families, Sentus's own blood family the Trion foremost among them. The civil war was brief but brutal, with the smaller conservative faction waging a guerrilla warfare campaign against the Olan bloc. Sentus had seen his first true combat operations in those days. The first man he ever personally killed had been one of his cousins within the Trion family, when the two of them met aboard a ship of split loyalties. In the end the conservatives had been defeated and Bakura eventually joined the First Order.
However, years of growing injustice and corrupt leadership quickly showed that the First Order were not the benevolent leaders the Olan's had hoped for. The conservative resistance steadily gained more support as their years of subservience to the First Order dragged on, until eventually they were free to at. The second Bakuran civil war lasted for nearly two years, the entirety of it Sentus spent away from the conflict. He had gotten his family out just before it started, having no interest in taking part in the deaths of more of his kin. Two years of fighting eventually came to an end with a truce signed between the two factions, and a joint government was established to keep the peace. However, recently members of both factions have begun to disappear. Fingers are pointed at both sides across the political divide, and the looming threat of a resumption of hostilities brought the Bakuran government to look for outside intervention. Sentus, being the closest Bakuran of notable position, and a member of the influential Olan family, and the former conservative Trion family was their first choice.
He had taken a brief leave of absence from Zakuul to attend to the Bakuran problem. While he had little love for his homeworld anymore, he felt he had an obligation to his father in law at least to try and smooth over the hostilities. That was his hope at least as the landing ramp of the shuttle slowly opened, casting the light of the setting sun across the gleaming glass spires of the Olan estates. To either side of the ramp stood several Olan family guards, armed with powerful laser pistols and wearing the ceremonial blue and orange uniforms of the family. Sentus walked past them without pause, coming to a halt only as he caught sight of the approaching group of individuals. His father in laws portly form leading the delegation. Sentus turned to the two Eternal Knights at his back, waving them off before taking a few more steps, extending his hand to clasp with his father in laws.
"Welcome back, son. It has been too long." The familiar baritone of Julios Olan brought a flood of memories to the forefront of Sentus's mind, chief among them the image of his wife's smiling face. He pushed them to the back of his mind however, focusing instead on the task at hand.
"Thank you, father. It is good to be home..."
[member="Tathra Khaeus"]