Moira Skaldi
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@[member="Maelion Liates"]
The Age of Steel was coming!
Well, not yet actually, though our two lovely murderous HRDs would like it so. There was still a long way to go, but from its humble beginnings as one factory gained through trickery and violence Archangel was making great strides. Relentless, implacable machine determination and the skilled use of several organic allies had brought them here, making deals with captains of industry, renown Sith alchemists, and an enterprising Sith Lady whose dedication to the Sith Code was such she would engrave it into the mind of an apprentice!
The Galaxy had changed with them as well. The Sith Empire had collapsed like a house of cards as they began their rise. Sith splinter groups were shooting out of the ground like mushrooms, fractious and disunited. If Moira were inclined to credit Republic Intelligence with, well, intelligence, she would theorise that they were a false flag operation designed to provide a justification for the Crusade to continue. However, it seemed the war machine had grind to a halt.
For now at least an uneasy peace reigned in the Galaxy ever since the Republic had been repulsed by Fringe at O'reen. This was a most unnatural state that required correction. It was essential to decimate the numbers of organics down to a mangeable level. This would however require expansion of Archangel beyond its current state, new schemes, new deals. Thus Maelion and Moira had come to meet once again in their office on the upper level of the Archangel headquarters on Corellia. The previously small and humble building had expanded as they grew in wealth, though most of the credits had gone into expanding the factory plant, building new droids to manufacture the assassin droids and naturally construct new HRDs. If the rooms appeared more opulent and designed to show off their wealth, that was strictly because organic customers expected that, for an HRD had no use for luxuries.
An array of holographic projectors displayed holonews reports of the recent Sith attacks on Fondor and Coruscant. "As of now neither the Protectorate nor the Republic government have confirmed or denied that these heinous terrorist attacks might be connected. But regardless these cowardly attempts to murder innocents show us that the Sith menace is not finished yet. Evil is still out there, a phantom menace ready to strike any time we let down our guard, made even more dangerous by the fact that with the Empire's fall they have nothing to lose. But we have received that our brave Jedi templars have pursued the Sith terrorist Krag to his lair and will deliver justice for the innocents that..." the newscaster droned on dramatically, as if auditioning for a role in a patriotic holovid about the War on Darkness.
The Age of Steel was coming!
Well, not yet actually, though our two lovely murderous HRDs would like it so. There was still a long way to go, but from its humble beginnings as one factory gained through trickery and violence Archangel was making great strides. Relentless, implacable machine determination and the skilled use of several organic allies had brought them here, making deals with captains of industry, renown Sith alchemists, and an enterprising Sith Lady whose dedication to the Sith Code was such she would engrave it into the mind of an apprentice!
The Galaxy had changed with them as well. The Sith Empire had collapsed like a house of cards as they began their rise. Sith splinter groups were shooting out of the ground like mushrooms, fractious and disunited. If Moira were inclined to credit Republic Intelligence with, well, intelligence, she would theorise that they were a false flag operation designed to provide a justification for the Crusade to continue. However, it seemed the war machine had grind to a halt.
For now at least an uneasy peace reigned in the Galaxy ever since the Republic had been repulsed by Fringe at O'reen. This was a most unnatural state that required correction. It was essential to decimate the numbers of organics down to a mangeable level. This would however require expansion of Archangel beyond its current state, new schemes, new deals. Thus Maelion and Moira had come to meet once again in their office on the upper level of the Archangel headquarters on Corellia. The previously small and humble building had expanded as they grew in wealth, though most of the credits had gone into expanding the factory plant, building new droids to manufacture the assassin droids and naturally construct new HRDs. If the rooms appeared more opulent and designed to show off their wealth, that was strictly because organic customers expected that, for an HRD had no use for luxuries.
An array of holographic projectors displayed holonews reports of the recent Sith attacks on Fondor and Coruscant. "As of now neither the Protectorate nor the Republic government have confirmed or denied that these heinous terrorist attacks might be connected. But regardless these cowardly attempts to murder innocents show us that the Sith menace is not finished yet. Evil is still out there, a phantom menace ready to strike any time we let down our guard, made even more dangerous by the fact that with the Empire's fall they have nothing to lose. But we have received that our brave Jedi templars have pursued the Sith terrorist Krag to his lair and will deliver justice for the innocents that..." the newscaster droned on dramatically, as if auditioning for a role in a patriotic holovid about the War on Darkness.