Brask'ari'sabosen finally arrived in the room where the meeting was taking place after giving herself a little 'self-guided' tour of the rundown seeker facility upon arrival. She was surprised there were so many Chiss that had shown up... or too few known to her more like it.
The Sabosen Speaker momentarily felt her advanced age showing as her crimson eyes looked over the much younger group of blue-hued faces present. There was probably only one or two near her age from her assumption.
Over the years, Ari had experienced the occupation of the One Sith in her youth, been on the front lines of the Chiss Civil War, fought against the Jen'ari Empire and the Ssi-ruuvi Imperium, and most recently the Brotherhood of the Maw via the First Order where she and her husband were serving within their military at the time.
After the destruction of Csilla, Ari stayed in Chiss space to help her fellow brethren as much as she could by welcoming the survivors of the cataclysm and those of leadership left to Sposia. The Sabosen family set up refugee camps and serviced them using their own assets to do so. Then, as they had feared the Maw cultists put their sights on her homeworld and that of Naporar, one planet north of them on the Path of Houses that had started with Csilla. Knowing the remaining Chiss could not battle the Sith from a position of strength, Ari led them out of harm's way and across the galaxy to the Western Reaches, settling the wayward Chiss within the Commonwealth borders on the planet of Crystal Nest where a sizable amount of Imperial Chiss already resided.
Was it the right thing to do? At the time, yes. Now, was it the right thing to uproot her family once again and revitalize what was left of their homeworld? Time would tell after hearing what
Sila
's proposal was and the response of the others present. It would not be a small thing to rebuild the Chiss Ascendancy from scratch once again. Ari had been a member of the young Chiss group that had done it after the Civil War... She sighed as thoughts of her beloved Mitth'orn'eruod came to mind, then just as quickly, dismissed her sentimentality. That was the past, this was the present and future for her and the Chiss.
A wave from an old acquaintance caught her eye, and then she pushed back the hood of her cloak and moved to join
Matma Bernu
at a table sitting with a younger Chiss; grabbing a warm drink before doing so from the refreshments provided.
"Bernu'mat'manadu... It is good to see you well," Ari greeted in their native language of Cheunh with a respectful cant of her dark head towards the Imperial Knight, then her glowing red eyes glanced over to
Plikh'ala'niu (Khalani)
.
"Salutations. I am Brask'ari'sabosen, House Speaker for my family," she offered with a small smile, then the older Chiss gracefully took a seat at the table to listen to the proceeding speeches. Any response on her part would have to be given careful consideration.