"It seems we shall have to talk in private," Amaya addressed the Commenori people, namely [member="Lady Kay"] and @Veiere Arenais, "please, forgive him. It seems the weight of leadership has done more to him than he cares to admit." She said of her vod [member="Vilaz Munin"] who was now more of a loose cannon than anything else. Her eyes then fell to [member="Keira Ticon"], and then a small word of pardon, "if you will have me in neutral territory your majesties. I would enjoy speaking with you then." The woman left a small holocard, House Verd Hangar and Armouries along with a calling number. She was beyond disappointed that neither Vilaz nor the Imperials could contain themselves. And so she wondered if this was the behaviour she could expect of all Imperials. Her shoulders still squared, head still held high the brunette crossed toward her aunt and approached her from the corner and whispered into her ears. "Dispatch me in private to those father wishes to form an alliance with, it is clear that the Imperials have chosen their side. We need not bother our hosts any longer with these issues." Her eyes wandered to their hosts, and there was little she could for them that they were not already doing for themselves.
The droid's words pricked at Amaya's ear. "It would seem that neither the so-called Galactic Empire nor my own Manda'lor can see past the tip of their own blades, and while I cannot fault either one. Their behaviour today is not only childlike but uncalled for. There is enough war in this galaxy to fill the annals of history for centuries to come just as it had centuries ago. Today's meeting is not about joining our forces to make an offensive pact." The woman's voice was perhaps louder than she wished, "today's meeting was about a defensive pact. Regardless on where you stand with either the Silver Jedi, the Galactic Alliance, the First Order or even the likes of the Dominion."
"There are far too few willing to do what my father called us all here for today, and that is keeping ourselves protected." She looked around at everyone presented here. "Should your nation become the victim of the Silver Jedi, the Galactic Alliance, of the Dominion, the Outer Rim Coalition or the First Order. We shall be at your side, aiding in your defence, and that is what we're here for today. It is not that we do not doubt your abilities to defend yourselves, it is that we are stronger together and in more number. Can you safely say that your defences would withstand an ongoing campaign against either of those nations? Or would you like to have at your disposal the call of allies?"
She then stopped and looked at [member="Bethany Kismet"], [member="Nora Lithos"], [member="Nylea Apollodor"] and [member="Hazel Zanteres"]. "I am beyond embarrassed and disappointed at the actions of my Manda'lor, know that he does not represent my clan anymore than a blade of grass can represent a field." Her hands at the seam of her gown as she knelt in their direction. "I swear my fealty to your order as a Lotus Guard and as a member of House Cardei, and Clan Verd. My arm is your arm, my blade is your blade and my vessel is your vessel. Should someone dare attack your nation, I shall come to your aide." As she rose to her feet, Amaya cast a look to her father @Darth Metus. And then back at the Order of Sacred Lotus, "but I cannot speak for my entire clan, nor my vod. I can only offer my sincerest apologies."
With that, Amaya departed Sanctuary's courtyard. "Power up my ship," she said on a small holocommunicator as she walked toward her vessel, "we're going after Vilaz."
