The Telos Gambit

[Ari Zanareth]

Telos

OOC: Help convince her appointment to Governor, or help oppose it. Your choice. Tagging folks who might be interested.

[member="Kyrel Ren"]- [member="Tin'tinag"]- [member="Jessica Matthews"]- [member="Silence"]- [member="Mars Tonith"] / [member="Kael Rose"]

It had been some months since the woman had escaped the battle of Mirial. And then turned back to the Sith, seduced by the darkside. In this time Ari had come to find Solace in the Sith Empire, growing her abilities, honing her skills. But the taint of the darkside gave her such powers, that she was doubly careful with them. Where once she'd been a reckless Padawan learner, and stalwart Ranger, she was more reserved in her dealings.

She sat at the edge of an long table, with a table cloth of gold and blue embroidery. On the other side was Teem Salath, a Quarren Governor of the world. A few representatives of the Inter Galactic Banking Clan had also taken notice, moving to the meeting to finance her.

If her words could be true.

Of course she had allies too, should the situation go afoul. A Master of Rhen she had once met, and few others.

She folded her hands on the table and ignored the banquet laid out before them as the Munns of the Banking Clan stroked their chins in trepidation.

"Miss Zanareth. I looked over your proposal and I must say, the Ruling party fiinds it agreeable. There is but one problem."

She nodded, icy blue eyes piercing the Quarren, her squeezing him in the force, trying to compel him to spill his guts.

"Which is?" She asked, calm and collected.

"The opposition party hates the Sith Occupation. They'd rather not even deal with you. No Telos has been a flourishing center of trade in the galaxy and I too have my doubts."

She groaned inwardly and then cocked an eyebrow.

"I have the banking Clan here ready to invest half a trillion credits in my rise to power. With that we can rebuild infrastructure, several Capital Ship Yards and even establish a stronger schooling system for the citizens. What is the hangup?"

"The footage of Mirial. The Populists are concerned that the Sith risk an attack. Perhaps from the Silvers, perhaps from the Alliance. I too hold some of the same fears."

"You'll have to put your faith in us then. When have we not delivered to a world we claimed?"

The Quarren waved his hand errant and arrogant. Ari felt a small sneer curling her lip and moved to suppress it. She could pop his eyeballs like ripe fruit if she so wished.

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The Gall.​

"My advisor’s and I will have to confer. In the meantime, make yourself at home in the Executive suite."

She nodded, displeasure heavy in her brow and rose.

"Let us retire then."

She pushed her chair in, and then her advisor’s and her exited the room. In that retinue a curious Master of the Force she'd come to revere. Kyrel Ren.

 

[Zerrak Windwalker]

Silence walks his patrol in the hallways while fiddling with his rifle and thinking of new battle tactics before looking at the door to the room Ari is in and stands guard at it

 

[Tin'tinag]

The trading hub of the outer rim, former Domination controlled world, and a great place to pick up... 'special' items of interest. Was this trip risky, hell yes, was it worth it definitely, and more so with the Siths attention to genocide the planets that were under SJO rule, they would probably not pay attention to a single freighter conducing business on the edge of their territory... hopefully.

Tin'tinag few her craft closer to the main landing area, getting the usual greeting, state name purpose, bla bla bla, move and we will shoot, bla bla, prepare for inspection. Tin'tinag wore her usual non-Jedi outfit as she leaned up against the hull of her ship, awaiting the Sith troopers to come inspect her craft, their jet black armor and uniforms being noticeable from half a mile away. "We will need to inspect your ship for any contraband miss, and while my troops do that I'll have to look at your ID".

"Sure, Sure what ever, go ahead, I have nothing to hide", it was not what she had on bored that the officers would need to search for, its what she wanted to take on bored that was not so legal, but for now she just had to get through customs and into the main complex. "Here, my ID". She gave the man a face ID, labeling her as a freighter captain that worked for a ship yard owned by Kyle Raymus, not far from Sith space that had ties with Telos. "Everything if fine, you don't need to do a background check, go on your way and stay out of trouble", the officer looked a little dazed before giving the orders when the troopers came back, "Everything is fine here, no nee for a background check, go on your way, and stay out of trouble".

"Thank you gentlemen, I hope you have a good day", with a nice smile she waled away from the group and into the main building, 'now, lets get down to business'.

[member="Silence"] l [member="Ari Zanareth"]

 

[Zerrak Windwalker]

As silence scans the hallway he hums quietly and taps his foot as he waits to escort Ari to her next location before getting transmission over the com link that a new visitor has arrived and straightened his posture and stopped humming and gripped his rifle

 

[Ari Zanareth]

[member="Kyrel Ren"]- [member="Tin'tinag"]- [member="Jessica Matthews"]- [member="Silence"]- [member="Mars Tonith"] / [member="Kael Rose"]

OOC: Feel free to enter the suite, if you're aiding.

Executive Suite
War Council

The Executive suite was large. Larger than the Sith woman had anticipated. As she stepped through the doors, she noted the decor. Modern sleek chrome tables and chairs. Black bead spread. She grunted and set down her kit bag at the foot of the bed and then plopped in. In her mind, the machinations of darkness whirled.


After a brief pause she got up and moved to the living quarters, finding a glass from the kitchen and then on to the study. She had to hand it to the Telosians the view was nice, as was their hospitality. A pity they'd soon be slaughtered if they didn't agree to her proposal.

She poured a stiff drink of whiskey, amber liquid bubbling from the decanter into her crystal glass. She remembered Silence, still outside the door. With one hand she pulled out a seat at the dining table and began to strip all her gear. Harness, Lightsaber, Data pad, Green Fatigues. All these items were laid out on the table, dress right dress.

Then she slipped into her evening black shorts and T shirt. Her hand thumbed a commlink button.

"Silence, come in here please. Send my advisor’s as well."

It was time to talk political warfare. Failing that, subjugation....

 

[Zerrak Windwalker]

silence nods before sending a message over com link to the advisers to come in before walking in and nodding to her before sending her a message over com link it reads"Should you be drinking now ma'am?"

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Ari Zanareth"] @Silence [member="Tin'tinag"]

Darth Banshee arrived on Telos, as she heard the Governor was being difficult, and it might be time to install another. She heard the was a meeting about it, and she was going to attend, and see what could be done. She had resource she could bring to the table, like Serenno military and salve warriors that she sells. She arrived with two members of her palace guard, they walked in behind her. She saw in front her a chrome table and chairs, very spartan but stylish nonetheless. She took her place, and gave nodd to the others in the room. Then simply asked, I been lead to believe the sith governor of this planet is unruly, if true I am here to resolve this matter. She could not have people thinking they could do what they wanted on imperial planet, as it would make problems for her back on Serenno, her right to rule was not questioned as she had backing of the empire, and she needed to make sure people believe the alternative was worse. As if they did not believe it, Serenno nobles may plot more openly, as they did not sit comfortably with a new centralized monarchy she was making. Though the fear empire, and the rebuilding work has so far kept them quite, as it helping line their pockets.

 

[Zerrak Windwalker]

As silence stood guard at Ari's suite he took off his helmet to relax a tiny bit and leaned on the walls\ next to the door beore cracking his knuckles and returning to his strict posture



[member="Darth Banshee"]
[member="Ari Zanareth"]
[member="Tin'tinag"]

 

[Ari Zanareth]

[member="Silence"] [member="Darth Banshee"]

"Not a totally wrong assessment. Neither truly accurate either." Ari replied.

She was aware of Darth Banshee's reputation. A planet of slaves, and brutality. The woman surely had her way of dealing with things, but that was not what Ari wanted for Telos. No she was a shadow Governor, more of a puppeteer than anything.

"If the people of Telos are to follow me, I want them to think that they have elected me in their best interests. Brute force is one option, but there are others. Quiet assassination of the current Governor. A smear campaign on his legitimacy. Or even just a plain fear campaign against him. Either way our next moves must be discreet. I have no doubts he is being influenced by Jedi as we speak."

She paused, mulling over the feeling she'd gotten when she first arrived.

"There can't be more than two of them. But they are here. And we must face them in a subtle manner. Do either of you have suggestions as to which way to go?"

She would make the final call, yes. But Ari was not a rash woman. Counsel opened up roads she might know even existed.

 

[Zerrak Windwalker]

Silence walks over to Ari and taps her shoulder before poinnting to her glass then the bar

[member="Ari Zanareth"]
[member="Darth Banshee"]

 

[Tin'tinag]

Tin'tiag wandered around the more public areas of Telos, rumors and new had spread of a new Sith pining for the role of govner here, but unlike other Sith didn't just simple come in a kill the former owner and take his place. "Hehe Sith, always the nice peaceful when it suits them, I'm sure if the SJO didn't invade Mirail and cripple part of their fleet things would be very different here at lest the Ren try to hid their blatant hypocrisy. Still this made things a little difficult, with such a development happening, and no doubt more high end Sith, security was a little more beefed up than she had anticipated, though wandering around was not really going to cause problems, spending to long without doing anything would increase the chances of being caught, or questioned, and when that happened, things would get interesting.

Waiting outside one of the clubs pretending to be part of a larger group, the orange Twi'lek continued to eye the garuds as they did their rounds, "Okay 40 seconds at lest between circuits, combine that with surveillance cameras and other factors I only have around 8 seconds to slip past... to easy, but something feels a little off". What ever it was it was too late to back out now, she had come to far just to give up a leave. waiting for the guards to once again move past the technically former smuggler slipped into the more, higher end part of the station, unknowingly getting closer and closer to the meeting that would decide the fate of the stations owner.

[member="Ari Zanareth"] l [member="Darth Banshee"] l [member="Silence"]

 

[Darth Banshee]

[member="Silence"] [member="Ari Zanareth"] [member="Tin'tinag"]

She nodded as she listened to lady, who sound like an excellent replacement for him. Well the silvers paid my homeworld and that helped me take control. She neglected to say, she paid mercs to be the silver jedi for her. So he is traitor, and needs to be removed one way or another, also he needs to be replaced. So first thing's first, do you have a replacement for him? She was hoping she would say herself, but it not a role you can force on anyone. She kept her eyes focused on acolyte, as to tell her it might be worth saying she would take up the role.

 

[Zerrak Windwalker]

Silence looks at Darth Banshee then point to the bar as if asking if shed like a drink

[member="Darth Banshee"]
[member="Ari Zanareth"]