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[Arcann Pehnataur]

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Interesting question.

While it seemed that many were not interested in talking, which was fine, he rarely spoke to anyone but his aids, or his family on Theed(he’s fairly blunt), Arcann visibly responded to @Pinda Solthar’s question about the greatest threat to the Republic.

He had been on a holocall with his wife when she asked, so was not able to hear it the first time, only catching the replay when it came to the response of Rep. Findos.

Arcann found the question about the greatest threat to the High Republic to be quite intriguing. To him, the framing of such a question revealed a deep, underlying political weakness in the Republic—an inability to fully confront the myriad external and internal dangers without deflecting or overcompensating. It spoke, at least to him, to the idealism that drives the Republic but also to its vulnerability, particularly in the face of hardened threats like the Sith and the rising threat of the Black Sun, even the Imperial Confederation to a much lesser extent.

Really? Speaking out amongst the other Senators and Representatives around him, though again, to no one in particular, he sighed. Arcann found Sentapoth’s response to be a bit underwhelming. While the Nemodian made an attempt to position himself as a cautious leader who would rely on the advice of intelligence agencies, he seemed to lack a clear, decisive stance on the immediate threats to the Republic. Either this was a weakness on his part… or…

... he’s being pragmatic to try and garner votes. I can respect that… but we only need look to our Western Border…

By focusing on internal divisions, Arcann began to see Sentapoth more as a politician who is more concerned with keeping his image clean and appeasing the electorate rather than taking bold, necessary action to confront true, external dangers. Nothing wrong with that, it is good for the body politic, but the leader?

Hmmm.

While he did appreciate the subtle jab at Kalantha's ties to the nobility, recognizing the political maneuvering at play. It was not something necessarily that the Senator from Atzerri would employ. He was a man of simple origins, sure, but is it the former Queen’s fault that she comes from the family she does?

Then it was time for Kalantha's response, and it hit pretty well with Arcann in some ways. They seemed to share in the call and desire on and for unity and the Republic’s internal cohesion, recognizing that division can indeed be a powerful, destructive force. The problem with that is that he was bothered by the idealistic approach. Cynicism? Mayber, but it seemed to be more political, like Findos’ comments, meant to grab cheers, than a true approach.

Oh come on…

The way Kalantha spoke of the Sith, Mandalorians, and other threats as mere challenges that could be overcome by unity was naive, no two ways about it. Perhaps it was her age, perhaps it was her noble heritage, perhaps it was the fact that he was once a soldier in far too many wars, it didn’t matter. To Arcann, the Sith represent a constant existential danger, not just a divisive element.

That seemed to bother the Senator more than anything, even drawing a level of suspicion from him of her choice to frame division as the biggest threat. It subtly redirected the focus away from the Republic’s own structural flaws and the real challenges posed by the galaxy.

He didn’t like her rhetoric, but as Findos was being pragmatic, Arcann saw Kalantha as being strategic in her move to appeal to both the common people and the nobility, all while avoiding directly acknowledging the true threats that loomed on the horizon.

Arcann definitely saw this question as a telling tale of both candidates true intentions. Sentapoth, though more self-aware, comes across as a politician who fears taking bold stands, while Kalantha seems to rely on emotional appeals that could ultimately fail to address the very real dangers that lurk in the galaxy.

Can’t help but wonder if either of them truly get it…



Auren Vellisar | Kilea Indupar | Sentapoth Findos |@Kalantha | Dominique Vexx | @Auren Velisar

 

[Makai Dashiell]

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Sitting on the couch, Makai couldn't believe what he was seeing. Not Pinda Solthar , who was lovely as ever, hosting one of his favorite shows. It was the debate itself. Sentapoth Findos and Kalantha -- how did it end up with these two? A greedy corpo and a child Queen. Quite the odd juxtaposition of politicians if he had ever seen one.

Hand raised at the holovision in disbelief when Findos all but blamed corporations and corruption for any perceived problems within the High Republic.

"Come on! Who is even going to believe you? You're one of us."

Us being the corporate class. It wasn't as if the Trade Federation was a small business just making its way in the galaxy. Their hands were in too involved in every government in the galaxy. Not use contracts, but political influence beyond the typical contracts.

As his hand was raised, a little hand pulled it down. His daughter. An angry furrow to her brow, looking like a miniature of her mother. The other little hand held a nailpolish brush. Frustration was written all over.

"Papa, stop moving. Beauty takes time."

"Of course, my apologies. I know this is a difficult task. I'll be sure to tip generously."

A small nod from his daughter, tongue sticking out as she focused on painting his nails. Due to toddler dexterity, it was well outside the nailbed. The half-Galan continue to watch, shaking his head at the Queen's response.

"That was a no-nothing answer. Fluff."

 

[Pinda Solthar]

BROADCASTING LIVE...

Sentapoth Findos | Kalantha

"Thank you, candidates. When a Republic is young, identifying its greatest threat isn't just about defense. It's about direction. It's about priorities."

She pauses, nodding thoughtfully before continuing. She turns at the cameras pans.

"And before we continue, tonight's live debate coverage is brought to you by Theed Energy & Infrastructure, powering communities across the Southern Systems. Because a stronger Republic starts at home."

She shifts slightly, her gaze catching her next camera cue as she returns back in full to the holo-feed.

"Welcome back to tonight's High Republic Chancellorship Debate -- broadcast live from the Hall of Perri-Teeka, and across every corner of this rising Republic. We've just heard each candidate reflect on the greatest threat facing the Republic, and now, we turn inward."

Pinda pivots, her tone sharpening as she continues.

"This next round features questions not just about threats from the outside, but about the structures and safeguards within this new government. Every world in this Republic, from Theed to the outermost Rim colonies, depends on stability -- stable commerce, safe borders, transparent law; these are areas where leadership is tested not just by ideals, but by execution.

So this next round brings three questions, each connected, each critical to how the High Republic will govern in practice. These are from the voices from within the Republic..."

She took a pause that was just long enough to let things settle...

"First: Our safety, trade, and economy are affected by the danger of criminal activity both inside and outside of our borders. What will you do to further combat the threat of organized crime and piracy across Republic space?"

A short beat as the question lands.

"Second: With monarchal rule behind us, will agreements like the Calladene Compact now be placed before the Senate for debate and approval?"

Another pause. Her voice lowers slightly, deliberate.

"And third: To whom is the High Chancellor most beholden? The Senate? The people? Or the power blocs that helped put them here?"

She looks squarely between the candidates, the room holding its breath.

"Chancellor-designate Kalantha, the floor is yours. Chancellor-designate Sentapoth, you may follow her up.”

 

[Dominique Vexx]

Dominique hardly paid any attention to the goings on until got around to asking what the 'greatest threat' to the Republic would be according to the candidates. Checking out those around her to see whether they might be an opportunity had been more important. Did it really matter that a citizen of Sedesia had submitted the question? No. Had a citizen of Sedesia even submitted the question unprompted? Didn't matter. Seeing as how they'd gone out of their way to ask the question, however, it was worth listening to the responses.

Sentapoth started weakly in Vexx's opinion. Never lead with a first impression of not having the answer, or having the power to get an answer. Confidence was key. It was true for a business person, and truer still for a politician. Its all people cared about. Facts were second fiddle to confidence bordering on arrogance. Why else have all the pomp and circumstance? It screamed, "Look at us. We're important."

And then it got dubiously worse. Not that she held it against him, and Dominique wouldn't have some young Chief Executive popping off on camera about it; the man's words had been a caution not to become swept up in an anti-corporate fervor. That being said, it was far better not to acknowledge that fervor in the first place. Such matters died in silence. Not all attention was good attention... it could lead to incidents.

The talking heads would have fun twisting the man's words against the corporations. A few words left out here, some implication by commentary there... yes, it could be a right mess among those already biased against.

Kalantha's response soon followed with the woman downplaying her opponent's statements. Prudent. Couldn't let people think he'd gotten the upper hand. Though, again, with the right slant Dominique could see both candidates' responses framed as tackling 'division' as she put it. Her cautionary warning was simply broader -- some might say 'vague' or 'fear-mongering' even. As Senator in the Galactic Alliance for Denon, Dominique had plenty of experience slandering opponents.

It was a smooth response, all the same. An uplifting call for unity and the unconquerable will to weather all threats -- the Sith, Mandalorian, and even supernatural in particular. Not that she was claiming the Sith or Mandalorians were the greatest threat. Merely... challenges to bring them all together.

"Neither will say what they really think," Dominique replied casually. She reached over to retrieve a flute of bubbly and took a short sip. "The Galactic Alliance is the greatest day-to-day threat. Economically they have the advantage in resources, and make every effort to establish non-aggression pacts with anyone that will listen. If anything, they are the most likely faction to stoke the Sith to action." No meaningful looks were cast in Arcann Pehnataur 's direction. The lilac-haired woman might as well have been talking to a hidden communication device or the air. Sometimes it was better to let people show whether they were interested in talking rather than prompting them to rant.

More filler followed by Pinda Solthar , of course. Not a bit of it held against her. It was the job, which she did well. No, Vexx was simply annoyed with how simplistic the questions were, and how satisfied the masses would be with them. All the Analysts in the galaxy would be going on about how deep and meaningful the responses were. They'd wax endlessly about the subtext of what was said and not said. Really, the private dinners were so much more revealing where candidates could talk freely.

Of the three latest questions, only the one about crime was of any interest to Dominique. The other two were things an enterprising, political souls could navigate no matter what the truth.

Pinda Solthar | Kalantha | Sentapoth Findos | Arcann Pehnataur | OPEN​

 

[Kalantha]

CHANCELLERY DEBATE
… a High Republic Story

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The next round of questions shifted to internal affairs, and with that shift came a change in order - Kalantha would be first to supply an answer to the trio of topics presented by Pinda. The Queen Emeritus nodded her acceptance of the floor.

“The Outer Rim Territories have long been a hotbed of corruption and crime. Everything from local gangs to planetary leadership finds itself influenced in one way or another by cartels and syndicates. Steps were already being taken during my reign as your Queen to restructure the Royal Intelligence Bureau into a robust apparatus capable of mitigating these threats - a goal of mine that I wish to see fulfilled during my chancellorship.”

“My vision is a decentralized network that takes inspiration from the Rimward Trade League’s ORION agency, a historically successful organization that protected the Outer Rim for years before the Sith invasion. What they possessed can be replicated, and what they lacked in resources and manpower, the Republic can more than afford.”

Right then. Next question. This one deserved a moment of thought, which she gave it, seeing as the Calladene Compact was legislation she wrote herself. "I do want to make a clarification before I answer the question. The Calladene Compact was authored by myself and trusted leadership within High Command, but the lack of Senate approval beforehand cannot be attributed to monarchial rule - I bypassed the Senate under the provisions of the state of emergency, using powers that were levied me with a majority vote in the Senate itself. Under extenuating circumstances as dire as the Planeshift, the ability to move swiftly and unhindered by the bureaucratic process by which such accords are drafted, presented, and voted upon is often the difference between disaster and peaceful resolution."

"That is to say, the right to initiate a state of emergency shall remain intact regardless of whether the Republic is governed by a Queen or a Chancellor. It is a constitutional provision, one that can be exercised to safeguard the Republic in times of duress. To quell the fears of power abuse, I remind you all that your representatives in the Senate can not only vote to terminate emergency powers, but hold a vote of no confidence in the head of state."

Luckily, the third question was far easier to answer. Kalantha shifted easily, her thoughts evidently complete already on the matter.

"I am beholden to the Republic. I was when I reigned as your Queen, and I will be again as your Chancellor. We do not behave as our bloated neighbors in the Core do. The office of Chancellor is not easily swayed by credits or bargains. I am Queen because you, the people, believed in me. You chose to put me on the throne, and I hope that my efforts and actions there will speak for themselves when you are casting your votes for the person that shall lead the Republic into the future."

Tags: Aiden Porte | Arcann Pehnataur | Auren Vellisar | Dominique Vexx | Elenna Sylari | Her | Kilea Indupar | Pinda Solthar | Sentapoth Findos | Sibylla Abrantes​

 

[Sentapoth Findos]

Pinda Solthar Kalantha

Sentapoth believed that his earlier statement had provided him with a modest advantage in the polls due to its sincerity and the emphasis on threats within the High Republic, rather than solely focusing on external dangers like the Sith Empire.

Former Queen Kalantha presented a commendable response, albeit lacking in substantial content; nevertheless, it resonated with a broad audience who had observed the Queen's decisive actions against the Mandalorian Neo-Crusaders and her meetings with allies in the Confederacy of Independent Systems.

Moderator Pinda Solthar proceeded to pose the next set of questions, to which the Queen provided her answers. The inquiries were quite daunting and encompassed discussions about piracy and underworld activities, whether adhering to the Calladene Compact would necessitate presenting it to the entire assembly for a vote.

Finally, a general question was raised regarding to whom the Chancellor should be accountable, to which the Neimoidian could respond that it was the Trade Federation, although that was rather obvious.

" The threat of organized crime and piracy is a cancer on our Republic. While my friend on the other side speaks of restructuring the "Royal Intelligence Bureau" and drawing inspiration from the ORION agency, our approach must be fundamentally Republican. We must establish a unified, Republic-wide Security and Intelligence Command, not merely a rebranded monarchical apparatus.

This new command will integrate existing planetary forces, fostering seamless data sharing and coordinated operations. While decentralization offers flexibility, truly effective response to galaxy-spanning syndicates demands centralized strategic oversight and accountability, preventing fragmentation. We will leverage cutting-edge technology for predictive analytics, rapid response, and secure communication, ensuring our reach extends to every corner where darkness seeks to take root. " Sentapoth said with a low bow in respect to the former Queen before continuing to speak to the audience and the wider republic.

" Chancellor-designate Kalantha correctly states that emergency powers are crucial in crisis. However, her defense of bypassing the Senate for the Calladene Compact, even if legally permissible, highlights a fundamental tension. The question is not if emergency powers exist, but how they are wielded in a Republic.

My commitment is clear: under my Chancellorship, all significant agreements, including those of the magnitude of the Calladene Compact, will, as a matter of standard practice and principle, be presented to the Senate for debate and approval. The "bureaucratic process" is not an impediment; it is the bedrock of democratic governance, ensuring transparency and consent.

Emergency powers are a vital exception, not a convenient alternative. They must be invoked only under dire, immediate threats, with clear triggers and immediate reporting to the Senate. Our Republic's default must be shared governance and legislative oversight, not executive unilateralism. " Sentapoth wanted to portray himself as a man who would be accountable to the Senate, instead of using emergency powers to solve every crisis without the full consent of every member-planet of the Republic for they were the ones whose sons and daughters would be dying on the battlefield.

"Additionally, I believe that the Chancellor is accountable to the people of the Republic whose diverse voices and needs are not often heard by those in Higher positions of power or even their elected delegates. A Chancellor must answer to each person in our colonies, each member of the merchant guild, each farmer on every agricultural world, each mother on Ryloth.

--- This Office is not a coronation or the continuation of Royal Leadership by merely replacing the title, it is a one in which the citizens hold the ultimate power in deciding the future of our Republic and I owe my potential title to them and them alone. " Sentapoth concluded with a low bow, wanting to seem like an advocate for the citizens of the Republic more so than the government itself for the government was not often best to suit the needs of each and every person on each and every system of the Republic.

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[Ala Quin]

The air was thick with potential. The sort of knife edged feel that came about only from high stakes politicking.

Ala did not care for it much. Light, dark. Good, evil. Keep things simple. As she slid into an empty seat next to a woman in a rather fantastic hat, Ala knew that she was the light. Next to her was, at the very least, the middle-manager for evil.

"History in the making. Rather exceptional times, wouldn't you say?" She said without looking at her.

Her frustrations with the political process were increasing. And Lorn's offer to break into the headquarters of the Tarsai Vigil still itched at her mind. The people lost on the Larkspur deserved someone to care about them.

| Outfit: xxx | Tag: Her |​

 

[Kilea Indupar]

Sibylla Abrantes | Auren Vellisar | Arcann Pehnataur
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Watching quietly with her fellow Senators, Kilea shook her head. The Senator from Indupar took he duties seriously. Her family was also of House Indupar, stewards of the planet for at least the last millennia. It was her duty to vote for who would uphold the office the best for her citizens. Indupar was fiercely independent, but if they had to be under a yoke of a larger government, then Kilea fully expected to serve its citizens.

Unlike others, she did not submit any questions to the candidates. She wanted to hear the concerns of the local citizen, the everyday, not the bloated politicians who clogged proceedings with their agendas. Watching the two on screen, Kilea was reminded that she would need to invite both for a townhall for her constituents. To let them get a feel of the common concerns that floated through the Southern Systems.

"Do you have any thoughts as of yet? We all are looking for an answer to hook us to a candidate. I'm afraid I don't know anyone particularly well, especially as a new Senator. Would you be so inclined to share the concerns of your citizens? Or even your own personal concerns? Indupar may be independent minded, but we are also good neighbors."

 

[Her]

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Naboo, Chommell sector, Mid Rim;
Hall of Perri-Teeka, The High Republic;
CHANCELLOR RACE.
Tags: Ala Quin

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"History in the making. Rather exceptional times, wouldn't you say?"

"Perhaps," Her replied cryptically to Ala as she took the spare seat beside the undercover Dark Lord. The former did not turned to greet the Jedi Master as they sat down as her eyes were looking upon the podiums where Kalantha and Sentapoth Findos waged their debate to claim the highest office in the land. Her suspected that if the latter were to win this election then it would spell for a dark time in the High Republic. There were far too many coincidents and connections to the dark-side for there to be any expectation other than that.

Quietly she shared the Senator's surprise that they had even been allowed to run at all. But, perhaps, that was a testimony to the insidious nature of the Federation-- the unsuspecting enemy in your midst that you cannot stop nor evade.

A shadow of a smile crept across Her's mouth as her thoughts turned to the quarry beside them. As the idea began to form in her cunning mind the crowd beside them clapped and applauded the spectacle at hand adding a strange feeling to the eerie, esoteric question that the crimson eyed woman asked the Jedi beside them.

"Ala..." Her said beneath the veneer of bureaucracy veiled as democracy. In the din of debate, applause and spectacle a soft sound-- akin to throat singing-- played in the offshoot; no doubt the consequence of the aesthetic at play as the Dark Lord spoke to her adversary about things that should not be said aloud. Not here, on Naboo, in this chamber or hall. "...You must know by now that you cannot rely on this assembly. If they have not given you the means to discover the truth then they never will."

Finally did Her turned her gaze to look upon Ala. She almost flinched. Every time this Jedi surfaced into her affairs the more she was reminded of the past. "You must sense what I have come to suspect. The assembly want control of the Republic. They have no plan to interfere in the work partaken by the Cortessan Group. Neither will the Jedi Council. It must feel like... betrayal."

Allowing for the words to settle in the air and churn within the mind of her foe, Her held an unnatural, long silence between them until finally she broke it.

"Search your feelings. You must know this to be the truth."

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[Arcann Pehnataur]

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Vexx was nearby, she didn’t want to seem like she was fishing, but she wasn’t good enough to hide it. At least that was Arcann’s perception, he’s been wrong before and owns it when he does.

Arcann saw through Dominique immediately—and surprisingly respected her for it.
He recognized the predator in her; not out of fear, but as someone who’s played a long game himself. Dominique’s casual detachment, her calculated view of narrative over reality, and her bold claim that the Galactic Alliance is the "greatest day-to-day threat" was intriguing to him.

… and not because his brother is a Senator for the Alliance…

But he was also deeply wary of her possible intentions. He has known too many people like her—those who stir Nexu nests not because they believe in the cause, but because the chaos creates opportunity. Arcann may have once operated in such gray zones, but now, he walks the knife’s edge between protecting people and holding onto his own restraint.
Still, he respected her brutal clarity about the candidates:

Neither will say what they really think. Arcann agreed.

They hadn’t.

She’s not wrong. Kalantha plays the heartstrings, Sentapoth the bureaucratic violin.

Neither speak of the fire that creeps at the Republic’s edge. The problem is that by way of her wording, Dominique sees the pressure points.

The difference. Does she look for opportunities, or opportunities?

She did not speak directly to him, so he did not speak directly to her. The Alliance may be no friend, but neither are they an enemy, and thus not the greatest threat. Dominion without vision is dangerous. But vision without action is worse. I’ve seen what happens when empires rot behind gilded words. I will not see it happen again.

One of the other Senators, Indupar was walking around with a couple of others, this was another question of whether she was talking to him or not in her questioning. Though he did have a thought of reserved respect.

He did appreciate Kilea’s sincerity and her effort to connect across political boundaries. To him, her openness and humility would signal a kind of leadership that values coalition and dialogue—traits that, while rare in political circles, are necessary for a Republic to survive the trials it will undoubtedly face.

The thing is, her inexperience and earnestness was a potential vulnerability. He’s seen too many noble intentions crushed under the weight of institutional inertia or manipulated by those more ruthless. So while he might nod in appreciation, his words would have to be carefully chosen, showing guarded support but no unearned sentiment.

Senator Indupar... I respect your candor. There’s strength in asking questions before offering answers. The concerns of my people? They want peace, yes—but not the fragile kind that comes from ignorance. They want strength that protects peace. They want leadership that acknowledges that unity isn’t always comfortable or clean, but is always earned. And they want truth—spoken, even when it hurts.

He did not endorse a candidate at this point nor betray his own political calculations. But he would at least try to plant the seed that real leadership is measured not in platitudes, but in the courage to name danger—and to stand in its path.

For now though, they had a debate to watch.



Auren Vellisar | Kilea Indupar | Sentapoth Findos |@Kalantha | Dominique Vexx | @Auren Velisar

 

[Dominique Vexx]

Dominique hummed as her smile widened. "Friends and enemies. Who is to say which is which in the moment? And you would be surprised at how great a threat even a well-meaning friend can be. I represented Denon in the Galactic Alliance's Senate as I do the Royal Naboo or High Republic's Senate now. The winds of fortune and change are as swift as they are brutal, and not all winds are as finely controlled as their owners think." A golden eye regarded Arcann Pehnataur out of the corner of one eye. "This election will carry greater ramifications than the masses would ever appreciate."

Another Senator with the demeanor and timber of polite inexperience drew the man's attention next. A woman that earned a slight turn of Dominique's head in order to survey her features. Kilea Indupar ? Nothing to suggest she was part of the Conspiracy surrounding the Five Veils. Equally nothing to affirm she wasn't involved. A relatively new Senator would be a useful pawn, after all.

Her presence wasn't as intrusive as how the other woman had snared Arcann's attention. Had the man's words signaled he was not one to fall into the web of the conspiracy? Hardly conclusive at this point.

"Whether young or old, well connected or a fresh face, what this Republic needs is someone with resolve. They will make the hard decisions, bear the brunt of criticism, and see things through to their end. Anyone else and we will be easy prey once this fragile peace so much as frays," Dominique commented without turning around. After she'd spoke she turned her attention forward toward the debate.

It was a difficult war being waged before their eyes. On one hand, the Corporatists expected the labyrinthine bureaucracy that Sentapoth Findos championed, where all 'significant agreements' would be passed through the Senate. Yet, on the other, Kalantha 's fearlessness to use whatever power was in her disposal to take immediate and decisive action was its own strength. What they needed was someone that could engender both of those qualities in Dominique's estimation. Someone that would listen to the reason of good economic sense in peace, but make use of everything in their disposal to put an end to threats -- war was good for business, but not so much that Denon itself were ablaze.

Pinda Solthar​

 

[Pinda Solthar]

BROADCASTING LIVE...

Sentapoth Findos | Kalantha

"Thank you again, candidates." She takes a beat, letting the tension settle before offering a poised nod to the audience.

"Before we move into our final round, we'd like to acknowledge another sponsor of tonight's broadcast: Solari Systems Communications -- connecting colonies, starships, and sovereign worlds across the Southern Systems. Because clarity, and connection, starts with communication."

She shifts in her seat, slightly leaning forward as the tonality of the discussion deepens. "And it's that very idea, connection, that frames our final batch of questions. Because governing a Republic doesn't happen in isolation. It happens in constant dialogue with those who shape public belief, control vital infrastructure, and challenge the very identity of who we are.

In this last round, we ask how the next Chancellor intends to navigate the invisible systems -- corporations, faith, and ideology -- that operate beyond the reach of a vote, yet influence nearly every life within the Republic's reach."

Pinda steadies her voice, letting the weight of what's coming settle across the hall.

"Again, these are the questions submitted by you at home," She looked into the camera, almost instinctually following the red dot, as she delivered her line. Soon she panned along with the camera back to the stage. "These are citizens who want to know not just how they'll be governed, but whether their values, voices, and choices will be protected."

A short beat.

"First: What is your stance on corporations, and the benefits -- or dangers -- they present to the High Republic?"

"Second: Will the Jedi Order be held accountable for its actions, especially when those actions impact the greater Republic?"

"Third: How do you intend to interface with the Jedi Order, an organization with longstanding traditions rooted in spiritual belief?"

"And lastly: Are citizens of the Republic permitted to follow Sith or Dark aligned religious practices? Would those beliefs be considered illegal?"

She looks between the candidates, the moment heavy.

"Chancellor-designate Sentapoth, the floor is yours first for the final round. Chancellor-designate Kalantha, you may immediately follow."

 

[Sentapoth Findos]

Pinda Solthar Kalantha

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Sentapoth bent down to retrieve a cup of water from under the podium after delivering a performance he deemed subpar. He realized that his proposal for some centralization would likely not be well-received by the Electorate and those pushing for increased planety-rights, as it would merely evolve into another Galactic Alliance, notorious for its extensive use of emergency powers to enact legislation, highlighting their waning democracy.

The Neimoidian needed to bounce back from his unimpressive performance to secure the Chancellorship, especially as Moderator Pinda Solthar handed the floor back to him and posed the final three questions of the debate, which were quite challenging given his evident Trade Federation affiliations and the fact that he had never directly worked with members of the various Jedi Orders.

He would have to overcome this weakness as he gripped the edge of the podium once more to answer the questions in timely manner.

"Corporations like all tools of the trade are extremely valuable to a well-functioning Republic, as when guided by conscience, they drive innovation, open trade lanes, and build cities from ash after the devastation of war. But unbound by oversight, they can corrode our Republic from within as credits flow from unmarked accounts to representatives within the Assembly, and even tempt the noble members of the Jedi Order into looking the other way when abuses are found. My administration will pursue partnership not patronage. The High Republic must welcome enterprise but regulate monopolies, safeguard labor and ensure that no private interest supersedes the public good."

At this point in time, the Neimoidian was undoubtedly being dishonest, yet it appeared convincing on paper to persuade the typical citizen that, regardless of his background and species, he was not constrained by financial interests over the welfare of the public and would govern the republic as a capable administrator.

"To the question of Jedi Accountability, the Order has long served as stewards of peace and I honor their sacrifices in the face of our many enemies. But even guardians must answer when their actions ripple across the Republic or we risk repeating the Alliance-Enclave war where a single jedi was responsible for dragging that nation into unavoidable war that resulted in untold devastation. Under my administration we will establish a civilian lead oversight board composed of Senators, legal scholars and select members of the High Council to ensure transparency without undermining the Order's overall autonomy."

Sentapoth wanted to link the fact that unaccountable jedi had been responsible for the Alliance-Enclave war and that the High Republic would do things the right way such as having an oversight board composed of various members of the community. It would also give him a chance to appoint his lackies to the board in order to make sure the Jedi Order did not impede his chancellorship if elected.

"Additionally, I intend to build a relationship based on shared goals, not subordination. Diplomacy, conflict mediation, post-war rehabilitation these are areas where the Jedi thrive when empowered, not conscripted. We must not treat the Order as a hammer for the Republic's will, nor should we fear them as mystics. They are partners in peace."

He explained with a soft expression before continuing on to his final and most serious point.

"Finally, Sith Philosophy like any other may be studied reflected on and even debated. But no one in the Republic be they Jedi, proclaimed Sith or scholar is above the law and there will be regulations in place and oversight from the Jedi Order to ensure safe study to prevent any one maniac from accumulating power to the detriment of our people. The High Republic does not ban faith, but it will prosecute violence. After all we cannot afford to police thought, we must police action. Thank you."

The Neimoidian said with a bow, stepping back from the podium with a soft exhale. He had answered the best he could given the unfair questions being presented by the moderator and it would be up to the citizens to support his vision of a profitable and flourishing republic over hope and idealism of the former Queen.

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[Kalantha]

CHANCELLERY DEBATE
… a High Republic Story

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Kalantha accepted the floor and stepped toward her podium, prepared to answer the last round of questions. She nodded to Pinda, then parted her lips to speak.

"I share a similar mentality regarding corporate enterprise as Senator Findos," she began. "We've seen countless examples of wanton corporate destruction in the Core. Chancellor Tithe's administration was, objectively, among the Galactic Alliance's most prosperous - but at what cost? How many senators lost their careers, even their lives, in the Corporatist Party's warpath for profits and power? Corporations are indeed a tool to be used, and like any other tool - a pen, a hammer... a sword - it is only as dangerous as its wielder."

"We, the Republic, are that wielder. It is our responsibility to ensure that corporatism is used responsibly. Regulations are already in place to prevent rampant corruption, and as the Republic grows, those systems will grow with it to safeguard our people, our morals, and our way of life from the shadowy side of corporate influence without compromising trade, industry, or economic development."

The second question was a dreaded one, but Kalantha's proximity to the Order had given her much to consider when pondering this very topic: accountability for the Jedi Order. She hoped that the people understood her position on the matter.

"The Jedi Order, thus far, has proven itself to be one of the Republic's strongest, most reliable auxiliaries in times of peace and war alike. Jedi Consulars have aided in the peaceful, inclusive integration of new planets into this very Assembly; Sentinels help patrol our borders, monitoring the Blackwall and coordinating with Republic Intelligence; Guardians laid down their lives at Dee'ja Peak and risked everything to end the Second Cataclysm."

She paused, looking over the crowd. "But, like any other organization operating in conjunction with the Republic, the Jedi Order is and will continue to be held to the highest standard of accountability. If they are to act on behalf of our nation, they will do so on the terms of the people. The Jedi participate at our behest, not the inverse."

Pinda's third question was directly related to the second, so Kalantha shifted comfortably.

"The Jedi Order's role in our society is twofold. It is, foremost, a religious order. One that is not confined to the Padawans, Knights, and Masters who wield lightsabers against evil. Many in the Republic are members in the widespread congregation of the Church of the Force. Others are followers of Ashla. Many, like myself, are proud worshippers of Shiraya. The influence of the Jedi Order cannot be easily divorced from Republic life, nor should it be; however, we must choose to handle our relationship with the Jedi differently than our neighbors in the Core. The Order is not a weapon to be wielded against threats to the Republic, nor should they be kept at arms' length for fear of what we cannot understand."

She knew, perhaps better than most, that the Jedi were integral to peace and justice. Their institution was one that could operate in areas where traditional governments and militaries could not. The Jedi were a beacon of hope to billions. "A continued relationship wherein cooperation and communication are paramount is the ideal dynamic between the Republic and Jedi Order."

A breath, then, to redirect her mind. The final question once again focused on matters of religion, though this time it was the Sith that were up for debate. Admittedly, it was a topic that weighed heavily on the Queen Emeritus. Many would assume that she, like her predecessors, were devoutly anti-Dark Side, but there was room, she believed, for study and understanding.

"The Republic's constitution, since her inception, has been very clear on the matter of Sith practice. However, the freedom of religion is a protected right of the people. Where, then, is the line?"

Kalantha swallowed, then pressed on. These were the moments that made or broke an election campaign. "Belief in Sith or Dark Side philosophy as truth is not inherently illegal. Study of these texts are likewise legal. Subjectivity hardens into objectivity when belief or study becomes violent. This is the truth for any religious order, Sith or otherwise - to exercise your freedom of thought as a weapon against the people is a crime, and it will be punished as such."

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[Sibylla Abrantes]

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As the Senators continued their quiet deliberations regarding the ongoing debate, Sibylla quietly mused to herself as the last questions were cast. Around her, the murmurs but she barely heard them. Her thoughts were elsewhere.

What would I say, if it had been me?

Sentapoth's words were calculated and practical. Queen Kalantha was noble and firm based on her experiences as Queen. Corporations. The Jedi Order. Spiritual beliefs and those of those who were more inclined to see Sith practices as a religion? As a believer of Shiraya and the Naboo Pantheon, one could say that such a belief in the Goddess had led more than a few stances at the Assembly.

Ultimately, Sibylla understood at its core that peace and a measure of balance must be protected. But at what cost?

Regulation, oversight, accountability... yes, these were needed when it came to Corporations, the Jedi, and extremists, but where did caution turn into control? Where did safety start to edge into silence?

Then there was the very real realization that the decisions she made, the stances she took… they no longer affected only her. Now, the cost of her choices could ripple outward, affecting so many on a much more personal level.

She exhaled softly, the weight of legacy heavy on her shoulders. The Royal Houses were steeped in centuries of tradition. They had weathered wars, invasions, and political storms. And now, as the Royal Naboo Republic shifted toward a true High Republic, those same Houses wanted and needed to ensure their voices were heard, along with those of the common people.

And she understood them. Deeply. But it couldn't just be about the Royal Houses, could it?

As it was, Sibylla also knew the galaxy was changing. Rapidly. And if Naboo clung too tightly to its past, it might lose its place in the future. So where, then, must tradition bend to adaptability? What would she be willing to concede for the sake of progress? For the sake of unity?

What would I sacrifice?

Hazel eyes would drift to the candidates below.

Soon, it won't just be them up there.

Soon, it could very well be her on the stage for a different position. One for Naboo. And when that day came, she would have to find the line between honor and change. One between safeguarding Naboo's soul while stepping into the High Republic's tomorrow.

 

[Ala Quin]

She sat there, passive in appearance, but actively assessing every word and gesture. With the manager's final words, Ala finally frowned. "Search my feelings?" She said, trying to push down a smirk.

"You don't want that...I might accidentally say how much Bantha crap I think you and your company are full of..."

She bit the inside of her cheek. It was a quiet punishment for not being diplomatic. She was not really the best at this sort of thing.

She turned her head, and the mass of curls with it, back toward the assembly. "I believe in the Republic. And what it stands for. There are good people involved at every level," she cast a glance back to her foe, "and while there is always the possibility of corruption...I have faith in the people making the wheels turn."

It was mostly true. The issue of the Larkspur still caused some frustration.

"I read the official report on the incident we spoke about. Please do not be offended if I continue my own investigation. Nothing...personal."

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[Her]

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"In conclusion, given the results of our investigation, that the person or persons involved in the disappearance of 'LARKSPUR CRESENT' and THE JUNO FAMILY were unaffiliated to TARSAI VIGIL or our parent company 'CORTESSAN FINANCE GROUP'. Furthermore we hereby denounce the accusations made against us by ALA QUIN. As of todays date TARSAI VIGIL has placed a toll of 2277 GSU on all members of THE ORDER OF SHIRAYA pertaining to any commercial or civilian use of 'THE FIVE VEILS ROUTE'."
-- Excerpts of the Tarsai Vigil's letter to the Five Veils Oversight Committee regarding Ala Quin 's allegations and subsequent investiation into the Larkspur Crescent incident.

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Naboo, Chommell sector, Mid Rim;
Hall of Perri-Teeka, The High Republic;
CHANCELLOR RACE.
Tags: Ala Quin

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"Search my feelings?"

I sense great anger in you.

"You don't want that...I might accidentally say how much Bantha crap I think you and your company are full of..."

Another round of applause echoed through the hall as the debate continued below them, and as the two candidates edged closer to their desire place in becoming HIGH CHANCELLOR OF THE REPUBLIC, Her could not help but smile to herself as the Jedi beside her made their quip regarding the Tarsai Vigil and it's lack of co-operation in discovering the whereabouts of the Larkspur Crescent.

"I believe in the Republic. And what it stands for. There are good people involved at every level... and while there is always the possibility of corruption... I have faith in the people making the wheels turn."

The Imperial remnant which called itself the "IMPERIAL SECTOR AUHORITY" had once held faith in the Kilran Dynasty, Her knew.

Since the turn of the ninth-century, Her had been either uncovering, discovering or creating forms of corruption among the Imperial remnants which had served her cause well. What the Dark Lord inherently understood is that corruption is embedded in every individual which included the woman beside her. While Ala would no doubt point out the duplicity and inherent wrongness of the philosophy that was IMPERIALISM (which was, to say, a form of corruption in of itself) which gave her adversary the very foundation to pull on the strings of those who believed in the tenants of the NEW ORDER so that she could manipulate them to her own gain, Her could point out the flaws here within the HIGH REPUBLIC itself and how it too was just as filthy.

The more corrupt an was institution the more it would be subservient to her goals. It wasn't a matter of faith, or even possibility. This was the outcome to any system which had power regardless of the good intentions. Her believed that in a generation or two the Naboo would look back on it's past with a healthy sense of scepticism and loathing as being the progenitors to the institution that would later be reformed into this High Republic. The same could be said to those from the Order of Shiraya who now walked the annulled halls of the Jedi Order as politics and galactic events (such as the PLANETSHIFT) forced them away from the very ideals that they had believed in the first place.

Her's beliefs were justified right now as Ala spoke for it was personified in the form of the Neimoidian who was also speaking so eloquently below them. Her kept her gaze upon Sentapoth Findos knowing what she knew-- which was a mere glimpse into Trade Federation of Planets whom epitomized corruption itself to her opinion. She did not know the man, and yet she had backed him anyway through the Tarsai Vigil's endorsement in the hopes that it would help him win this election for she suspected that if he were to become the Chancellor then be of a great benefit to herself given her involvement in the revival of the Five Veils Route and her commercial interests that she was wearing in disguise.

"I read the official report on the incident we spoke about. Please do not be offended if I continue my own investigation. Nothing...personal."

"You must do what you must," Her replied quietly. "Remember back to your early teachings. All who gain power are afraid to lose it. Even the Jedi."

In axiom of this statement Her may as well have said Ala Quin herself in place of the Jedi as they conversed in the off-drop of this political drama that was unravelling itself before the pair of them. The small smile Her had been wearing since Ala had made her earlier quip was gone and instead replaced by a sombre expression which was a useful façade to conceal the joy at talking so straight forwardly with the adversary sat next to her.

Two years of obfuscation and deceit among the Imperial remnants where, if she were to be discovered, would result in certain catastrophe or doom was not necessary here in this peaceful hall on Naboo. The legitimate enterprise that had given her a foot hood in Naboo-Republic turned High Republic space awarded her the cart blanche of the benefit of the doubt which was not found among her associates back in the Imperial Confederation.

Without the cutthroat atmosphere of Imperial politics and dealings, Her could speak her mind-- still ever guarded not to expose their true identity-- but enough to feel some semblance of freedom as she worked within the southern systems of this newly established High Republic.

"The Sith and the Jedi are similar in almost every way including their quest for greater power. Wield yours into discovering what happened to the Larkspur Crescent. Ignore the bureaucracy of the assembly and these politicians so that you may uncover what happened to Hal and Raelin Juno if you like. Could we stop you even if we wanted it to be?"

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[Ala Quin]

Ala followed Her's line of sight. She could tell that she was taking in the Neimodian and assessing him. Ala was biting her lip in suspision when she turned back to the manager.

"You speak like a Sith. Manager."

Her tone was full of accusation.

She leaned closer, elbow resting on the armrest that separated them. Her nose twitched, the scent of the woman's perfume catching her by surprise. Her head moved back slightly, senses adjusting to their new proximity. "I am not so easily swayed as you think I might be..."

"What is your name? And who are you really?" She said, eyes narrowing. Her mind pressed against that of the attractive woman before her, seeking answers that might slip from her closed, guarded thoughts.

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[Her]

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"Darth Ayra, otherwise known as Alicia Drey, was a Force-sensitive human female who reigned as the Dark Lord of the Sith after reconstituting the Rule of Two following the destruction of the One Sith..."
-- Excerpts of Darth Ayra 's biography.

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Naboo, Chommell sector, Mid Rim;
Hall of Perri-Teeka, The High Republic;
CHANCELLOR RACE.
Tags: Ala Quin

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"You speak like a Sith. Manager."

It took all of Her's composure to maintain the sombre, almost stoic expression she wore upon her face as she continued to listen and monitor the debate between Kalantha and Sentapoth Findos that was being waged below where she sat next to Ala Quin . As the Shiraya-Jedi continued to speak the undercover Dark Lord's pout grew more profound.

"I am not so easily swayed as you think I might be..."

My associates in the Imperial remnants probably thought the same and yet they act to my whims regardless.

"What is your name? And who are you really?"

"I was instructed in the Jedi arts from a young age," Her revealed as she continued this most audacious of conversations beneath the veneer of galactic politics manifested below them. "Shak Ti was a wonderful instructor during my early teachings."

Her averted her gaze from the Neimodian and former Naboo Queen to lock their gaze with Ala as the latter came to realise that the 'manager' from Tarsai Vigil was a former Jedi.

As it begun to sink it, Her asked another unexpected question.

"Have you ever heard of the tragedy of Darth Ayra the Afflicted?"

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[Ala Quin]

Her pouted. Ala frowned. It was awfully distracting to see her foe look so...sympathetic.

Ala clenched her jaw and looked away, annoyed that she could be so easily swayed by full lips and pretty eyes. Her fingers gripped the armrests. She had sympathy for several Sith that had eventually turned back to the Light. But this was just sympathy because she looked...hurt. Silly, Ala. Pull yourself together.

"You were a Jedi?" She said, turning back to Her, her curls flying about in the rush to make eye contact again, "from...that far back?" Ala leaned in, being a child of the era post the Galactic Civil War, she found herself slightly (only slightly) intrigued.

Ala, all of a sudden, felt like she was in a rather dramatic holofilm. The temptation to lean closer as Her asked her question was unbearable. She resisted though, barely.

Dry lips fought to stick together, as Ala uttered two simple words, "Tell me..."

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