"The Wanderer"
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Greetings from the people of Nirauan, to the Galaxy I send this message.
When you look to this snapshot from Ravelin's final hour, what do you see?
What emotion is conjured, drawn from the depth of your soul?
WHAT EMOTION IS CONJURED?!?! WHAT DO YOU DRAW FROM THE DEPTHS OF YOUR SOULS?!?!
I can feel you sneering with derision as you bear witness, pondering what sort of Imperial I am, to whom I claim my alliegance and all the rest of it, and all the supposedly-witty retorts to my presence. But you know my voice, you know the region from whence it STEMS!!!! I BOW TO NONE OF YOU, I REPENT TO NONE BUT ASHLA!!!! I OWE NONE MY ALLEGIANCE!!!!
None living!
None who would be disgusted by the Galaxy's decline - TO THIS!!!!
NONE BUT THE LATE ERSKINE BARRAN, FIRST OF HIS NAME!!!!
NONE BUT THE LORD REGENT - OF THE ONE TRUE EMPIRE!!!!
NONE - BUT MY FATHER!!!!
For what my people endeavour next, we do it all in the name of a man who went down with his ship, our will be done; and in the name of a man who ascended every threat to life in this Galaxy, a man who never once cowered against this Galaxy's monsters, even standing his ground to the bitter end of the Empire itself. This was a man we all know the Galaxy failed, to whom many of you owe an apology, or perhaps even a flower at the door of his tomb here, on Nirauan.... For my father, I do everything that brings law and order, a return to reason - that which the Galaxy needs most near the end of this millennium.
NONE BUT THE LORD REGENT - OF THE ONE TRUE EMPIRE!!!!
NONE - BUT MY FATHER!!!!
And to those who still scoff at my notions, I only have this left to say....
There's a new sherriff in town, and his name - is Michael Barran.
FEAR NOT THE KYBER, FEAR NOT THE SONGSTEEL-
RESERVE IT ALL FOR THE NOOSE INSTEAD!!!!
