Private The Hand That Will Shape the Future

[Marlon Sularen]

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T H E_H A N D_T H A T_S H A P E S_T H E_F U T U R E
A Day before the events of The Spoils

IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
CHOLGANNA, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES

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The Imperial Confederation was dead. It was a sentiment many within the former Imperial Faction shared following it's collapse as they faced defections and increasing pressure from hostile forces like the Sith and the Mandalorian. At first, Sularen thought that the Confederation could still survive, albeit in a reduced state, but eventually it became apparent that it was futile to keep the Confederation alive in any capacity. As such, the Supreme Commander was quick to begin working on establishing the foundations of a proper Imperial successor state that would not repeat the same failures as its predecessors.

With the knowledge he had acquired from his time during the days of the Dark Empire and the Imperial Confederation, Sularen now knew what was necessary to ensure the successful revitalization of the Imperial cause across the galaxy, but if he was going to succeed, then he needed help, help from trustworthy and capable individuals who shared the same conviction and determination to see the Imperial cause triumph once more without compromise or hesitation. Individuals who understood that Imperialism had no allies in the galaxy, only enemies and that it could only succeed if it asserted itself as the dominant force in the galaxy, not through compromise but through force.

As such, Sularen had sought out the senior-most member of the Imperial Confederation's Inquisitorious, Taregh Garon, in the hopes of securing his support and allegiance for his great project, a Final Dawn that would see the Iron Sun eclipse the galaxy once more and never set again. Fortunately for Sularen, Taregh was willing to meet with the Supreme Commander, and before long, the Senior Inquisitor would find himself entering a meeting room where he'd find Sularen comfortably seated at the head of a long rectangular table.

"Ah, Inquisitor Garon welcome," he said with a small smile. "We have much to discuss about the future."

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[Taregh Garon]

The Inquisitor no longer needed to answer a summons. Since the Imperial Confederation had collapsed in on itself Taregh's influence had grown; he had a small fleet of his own as well as legions of Purgetroopers. The Inquisitorious had evolved.

Today he arrived because he understood the influence he wielded was finite.

Entering his eyes settled on the Supreme Commander, already seated at the head of the table which Taregh found poignant after a fashion.

Moving closer the Inquisitor would halt near Sularen, raising his hands he opened them wide and laid them across his helm with finger splayed. Lifting a moment later his helm, a menacing visage came off and revealed his features. The Helm was set on the table, Taregh remained standing.

Dipping his head he regarded the Sularen...

"Supreme Commander."

...a title which some might question the legitimacy of now. It may have been said as a token gesture.

To look upon Taregh Garon was to see a titan, he stood taller and wider than any normal man and his armor only added to any factor of intimidation men felt.

"The Inquisitorious is interested to hear your vision for the future."

...but the tone in which he said as much implied that the Inquisitor had his own ideas, one must wonder if their visions would align.

Marlon Sularen

 

[Marlon Sularen]

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T H E_H A N D_T H A T_S H A P E S_T H E_F U T U R E
A Day before the events of The Spoils

IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
CHOLGANNA, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES

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As the Inquisitor stepped inside the meeting room, he proceeded to walk closer to the Supreme Commander before stopping, towering over him at over 8 feet tall. While some would be intimidated by Garon's sheer presence, Sularen maintained his calm demeanour. He had witnessed the full might of Darth Solipsis unleashed upon his subordinates and had his own arm consumed by Kyrel Ren. When you get threatened by some of the most powerful beings in the galaxy, few beings could match their level of intimidation.

Eventually, Garon would take off his helm and place it on the table before the Supreme Command before offering a simple response indicating his interest in his ideas, although the way the Senior Inquisitor spoke seemed to indicate that he might have his own ideas for the future. Hopefully, their visions for the future would align and create a partnership that would take both men to greater heights across the galaxy.

"To put things plainly, Inquisitor Garon, this galaxy is rotten to its core. It's infected by chaotic forces such as the barbaric Mandalorians, Republic idealists and Sith warlords. The only force in this galaxy capable of bringing order is us Imperials, and yet we've completely failed because, unlike our adversaries, we lack unity and conviction." Sularen began.

"With the Confederation, we watched rival Imperial states rise, did little to combat the Black Sun's attempts to undermine us and allowed the Sith Covenant and Wild Space Rebellion to grow like tumours. On the occasions we did take action, we suffered only defeat and humiliation at the hands of our adversaries. Some wish to pin the blame on me, but our failure stemmed from our hesitance and desire to compromise. We tried playing fair in a galaxy that plays dirty, and we suffered for that. I do not intend to repeat the same mistake," he continued.

"So my vision for the future is simply this: a new empire rooted in merit, reason and loyalty that will understand only one truth: order cannot be negotiated, it must be enforced without compromise or hesitation. You either stand with us or against us, and since most of this cursed galaxy already stands against us, it must be purified of its sickness and i intend to create the ultimate instrument that will deliver such judgement upon the forces of chaos in this galaxy"

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[Taregh Garon]

He listened, unspeaking while the Supreme Commander went over his idea for the future.

Eventually all Taregh could do was remark...

"Oh, Sularen---"

...it was true, the Supreme Commander had witnessed the might of Darth Solipsis and had lost his arm to Kyrel Ren but that was then and this was now. They were not here.

Taregh was here though, looming over the Supreme Commander.

He was not born an Imperial he chose to become one. If his father, Garrus Garon could see him now he might weep before he and his son engaged in a duel that would only end with the death of one of them. It occurred to him that Sularen might have been born an Imperial---and if not he may have allowed himself to become narrow minded.

Without warning the Inquisitor reached out, his hands were massive he could literally palm a mans head in one of them and while Sularen was larger than normal he could still palm his head too.

That was what the Inquisitor meant to do, take Sularen by the skull with his forehead pressed into his massive palm while he growled...

"Your rhetoric is strong, Supreme Commander but you forget what it means to taste the blood in your mouth. Let me remind you."

...he'd pull backwards then, attempting to rip Sularen's head downwards and slam it into the face of the table he thought to sit at the head of while his hold withdrew...

"You've held a position of power for a long time now but the triarchy of the Confederation is dead. The Galaxy is beset by a Mandalorian Horde, the High Republic and no less than two Sith Empires. You have lofty ideals but you need to inspire men before you alienate them. You are a genius, they say but your ego may have gotten the better of you. Do not speak to me like a politician again, reach deep into your heart, reconnect with your ideals; convince me to -partner- with you."

Marlon Sularen

 

[Marlon Sularen]

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T H E_H A N D_T H A T_S H A P E S_T H E_F U T U R E
A Day before the events of The Spoils

IMPERIAL CONFEDERATION
CHOLGANNA, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES

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As Sularen was left a bit stunned after he re-oriented himself after Garon's sudden strike, blood trickling down from his nose as he swiped some of it off. He didn't expect Garon to strike at him suddenly, but at the very least, he had caught his interest. Even then, despite this little humiliation, this little display of force from Garon only proved why he'd become a valuable component to Sularen's plan. Garon was a pragmatist who understood the grim reality the galaxy faced but had no time for nonsensical politics. He'd follow Sularen if he showed that he could actually act on his plans and succeed.

Thus, once he'd recollected himself and regained his composure, Sularen continued to speak. "I'm assembling a new force, the Final Dawn." he began. "From here on, Cholganna, I intend to begin my operations to gather assets and resources, silently building up a new empire hidden from the eyes of the dominant powers of the galaxy. A new army, a new fleet and a network of spies, informants and agents built from scratch, along with the infrastructure to support them all," he explained.

"Except I can't do this on my own. I'm a commander, someone with a great vision and the strategies to implement it. But I still need capable individuals at my side to help me accomplish my vision, especially force-users such as yourself whose support will be crucial in handling threats like the Jedi and the Sith." Sularen added. "You've already gathered considerable resources at your disposal, and so have I. By pooling our resources, we can create the foundations of this new empire and accomplish much more together than we would have done individually."

"I have already identified multiple points of interest within the former Imperial space far enough from the prying eyes of the Sith and the Mandalorians that we can use to jump-start our project. But of course, these resources and assets would be useless if i don't have the sufficient support base to expand upon what i've already established here on Cholganna."

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