Boric Redstone
Knight-Lieutenant
A man as wide and tall as a Houk, but as human in appearance as the average Corellian, stood by a docking bay. His eyes darted from the conversation to a ship that was being waved into port, the CNS Agincourt. They were hundreds of meters below it but even then the size of the vessel, small compared to other galactic empires, was still large enough to throw a blanket of shadow over the asteroid-based port. "With sustained wars on every front?" Locklear spoke loudly, "They expended most of their fleet during the battle of Omega. It was a matter of time."
Locklear was just as big in muscle as Boric and Pierre, albeit he walked with a limp and half his face was motionless. He had almost lost all motor functions during the operation and trials, thankfully he left with just a bad leg and his face somewhat paralyzed. Better than others had fared. Far better. Boric and Pierre were among the lucky ones to come out of that station alive. Pierre piped up with a heavy tone, "What's done is done. They tore down the Kingdom of Alexandria, and now the galaxy tears them down. The Gods have turned a blind eye to them, and so they should."
"But what are they doing here, this far from home," Locklear said. While the three of them had only stepped foot on Alexandria for the first three years of their life they still considered that world their home. Their ancestral line, dating back ten-thousand years, was deeply rooted in the soil of that world. The Redstones were an old noble house of Alexandria, now reduced to roving mercenaries, living day to day. While they had been insignificant to the king in their time, limited to the businesses of counts and barons, they had held the most sway in the council of small nobles and by far the richest for their quarries of gems were vast and prosperous.
"I don't know, but it can't be good," Boric said at last. Locker near-hissed, "Maybe they are still after their missing Lord of Admirals, Horus." There was little love shared between the former nobles of Alexandria and the current rulers. There were many who only saw it only as a grab for power, but many more had wanted freedom from the rule of kings. The reasons Horus had for disposing of the nobles, the commoners cared not. "I'm going to go investigate, you two stay by the ship," Boric said and gestured to a small rusting freighter that looked on its last legs.
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