Alasdair Sitra
Galactic Waste of Space
The Galactic Empire was expanding. As victories were pushed through the lines of the tyrannic Jedi hold a need had arisen for the Imperial Banner to push it’s borders into unfamiliar territory, therefor allowing for further expansion of the resources available to the Imperial war machine and the people whom it protected.
Felacat, a royal planet that held a certain status as being home to a strange species of people who were more beast then man had become the newest planet to bend the knee and align themselves to the protection offered by the Emperor’s grace. Already the planets ruling class were placed into the watchful care of the Moff Council and for the protection of it’s people small cities were being converted into watchful hubs that the Imperials could insure would remain safe as shuttles went too and from delivering and taking resource necessary.
Within the Royal Felacatian Palace banners that held the royal families sigil had been matched to the Imperial Bendu, garrisons of stormtroopers patrolled the streets and political power was to be signed over to the Imperial Moff Council completely at a ball held in the Grand Admiral’s honour, even if he may not be attending. The Prince, a kind souled young Felcatian who had found himself rushed into power after the untimely death of his father due to internal illness had practically begged for the Imperials to come to the planet, his signage of planetary co-operation were respectfully honest and naught but his own decision.
Meanwhile facilities were being constructed as a testing ground for the Empire’s new planetary defence systems, bunkers, hangers and weapons all needed planning, building and operational testing. Felacat would be the first to see such power, but it would be far from the last.
Felacat, a royal planet that held a certain status as being home to a strange species of people who were more beast then man had become the newest planet to bend the knee and align themselves to the protection offered by the Emperor’s grace. Already the planets ruling class were placed into the watchful care of the Moff Council and for the protection of it’s people small cities were being converted into watchful hubs that the Imperials could insure would remain safe as shuttles went too and from delivering and taking resource necessary.
Within the Royal Felacatian Palace banners that held the royal families sigil had been matched to the Imperial Bendu, garrisons of stormtroopers patrolled the streets and political power was to be signed over to the Imperial Moff Council completely at a ball held in the Grand Admiral’s honour, even if he may not be attending. The Prince, a kind souled young Felcatian who had found himself rushed into power after the untimely death of his father due to internal illness had practically begged for the Imperials to come to the planet, his signage of planetary co-operation were respectfully honest and naught but his own decision.
Meanwhile facilities were being constructed as a testing ground for the Empire’s new planetary defence systems, bunkers, hangers and weapons all needed planning, building and operational testing. Felacat would be the first to see such power, but it would be far from the last.
Objectives:
The peaceful acquisition of power: The Prince of the Felacatian people has willingly pledged to sign his powers over the planet into the Imperial Council. Attend the ball, mix and power play against the other while we allow the Felacatian people to celebrate our coming.
In This City We Trust: The Imperial military has been called in to establish safe perimeters around the cities of the Felacatian People, assure that civil order is maintained and the people safe while these walls are built for their own protection.
The Imperial Warmachine: Construct, plan and inspect the new Imperial Ground Facilities as we start our preparation of potential invasion should our enemies come to us. Feel free to RP out any tech subs you may need help with.
Do your own thing. But remember keep the story at a point you can complete it.
The peaceful acquisition of power: The Prince of the Felacatian people has willingly pledged to sign his powers over the planet into the Imperial Council. Attend the ball, mix and power play against the other while we allow the Felacatian people to celebrate our coming.
In This City We Trust: The Imperial military has been called in to establish safe perimeters around the cities of the Felacatian People, assure that civil order is maintained and the people safe while these walls are built for their own protection.
The Imperial Warmachine: Construct, plan and inspect the new Imperial Ground Facilities as we start our preparation of potential invasion should our enemies come to us. Feel free to RP out any tech subs you may need help with.
Do your own thing. But remember keep the story at a point you can complete it.