Reuniting Ideals

[Drox Fuga]

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Eyes for the Archlord [member="Cedric Grayson"]

My Lord, this is your still Loyal Subject, Drox Fuga of the Fuga Family. A contact of mine that I believe is no longer safe in my custody on my home world of Hapes as it is very clear that it will be a battle field. He is very willing to meet you and though I am not aware of your current objective, he is a endless resource in both Military, Political and Corporate circles. He had asked to meet you here on Hapes.

He is very protected about his identity as such I am unable to send any more information though these communications. Please get here as secretly and quickly as you can, I am unsure how much longer he is safe here.

 

[Jaster Awaud]

Hapes
TA'a Chume'Dan

The meeting was set in the Grand Performance Hall of the Royal Distract. In one of the VIP Boxes overlooking the http://starwars.wikia.com/wiki/Mon_Calamari_Ballet]Mon Calamari Ballet that was currently taking place sat a very tall man in machine armor sat there in a reinforced chair that would be able to hold his massive weight. Like a statue he sat there with his visor to his face lifted to see the true beauty that was this performance. The man sitting here was the one who organized this performance having these specialist travel all the way from Mon Cala to perform for the people of Hapes. His last close friend in the Galaxy was a Hapan who though was never mentioned in the History Books died in a glorious blast that honored him as a soldier. This was a small response to his culture.

His metallic fingers tapped the arm of his chair as he listened to the music that attached itself perfectly to the performance that was very well rehearsed. The red sash that represented his connection to the UTC was gone, they were now a puppet of the First Order since he was ousted by their overpowering hand. It was replaced with a blue and green sash and arm-band that was to represent his commitment to himself and the house of Awaud. Next to the door, two of his Corp Police were flanking the door and were a small army that he had hidden through the trade stations he set up across the galaxy. He was here to meet a contact that his young apprentice had set up, it was with another young man, [member="Cedric Grayson"].

He was in hiding to news was hard to come by, but he still heard whispers of this interesting and powerful Jedi. He was excited for this meeting.