Jaster Awaud
Elder of Clan Awaud

Location: Conglomerate Prime, Board Room
Time: 1503
Jaster stood in the center of the room, this was how the board member of the Trade Conglomerate had meet for years now. It wasn't a master order that spanned the Galaxy, but they had their traditions now. The board members were a very select group of people who represented the key members of the Conglomerate. Many were a shadow of who they once were, other still working here and there. None were as powerful or influential as they once were.
They were still spread by hundreds of miles so they appeared as holograms, their uniforms covering most of their face. This was their new state as many of their new HQ's were occupied by the First Order and the board members were scared to acturally be monitored by the them. Jaster stood in the center of them.
"Viceroy Awaud, why have you called us here, we have no wish to ally with the Order yet you surrender the planet without a fight, explain!" This was the Vice President of the Republic of Starcrest. A ship manufacturer that built some of their more popular Supply Freighters.
Jaster did not look at the feeble man, he had pretty much taken control of the company after the president and owner had fallen ill and had been very sick for a long time. "The safety of the planet is more important then you who hide behind masks."