Prophet of Bogan
Faldos
Darth Strosius idly tapped his fingers on the holo-table that he sat at as he awaited what the communications officers had informed him as incoming guests. Normally he was not one to invite people to the smuggler world turned Inquisition stronghold but these, especially not anyone from the Sith Order itself, but these were special circumstances. Although the Ouroboros Crisis was in its dying throws his actions during the Tsis'Kaar's rebellion had not been so soon forgotten.
To most he was still merely an apprentice of the Pale Assassin that had a change of heart and decided to join the winning side. An apprentice that had been the main face, ironically enough given his seemingly forever masked visage, and now sought to bring an end to the war he helped to perpetuate. However his loyalty to the Sith Order was still disputed by those who cared enough to do so, and as such displays of 'goodwill' and 'loyalty' were in order.
The Council of Faldos had convinced him to make displays that were more elaborate and varied than simply bringing death to the enemies of the Sith Order, and as such this little event had been arranged. Before the Crisis the Inquisitorial Armory had been making strides in regards to arming and expanding upon the existing armaments and vehicles of the order's forces and this showcase was meant to be an example of that continued effort. A display of three prototype walkers that were meant to help modernize and empower the ground forces of the Sith Order.
Darth Strosius himself was there to ensure that the display went smoothly and that all critiques and suggestions made for the walker designs were handled appropriately. Some of the engineers could get rather testy and not everyone was as appreciative of correction as he was. So there he sat at an empty table, surrounded by windows that showed a vast plain that would serve as the testing ground for the showcase. Engineers and guards as well as a few officers wandered around as the final checks and confirmations were being made.
The masked Sith perked up from his slump in his seat as one of the officers approached and saluted him. "The first guests have arrived foe the showcase sir. We shall be ready for the display in but a few minutes." Darth Strosius nodded and stood from his seat, smoithing down his robes and crossing his arms behind his back to appear more formal and presentable for what was to come. "Very well. Let them in, we can get the initial bantering and introductions out of the way before the showcase begins." The officer saluted again and moved off to open the meeting room doors while the masked man sighed and rolled his shoulders. So it began then.
Darth Strosius idly tapped his fingers on the holo-table that he sat at as he awaited what the communications officers had informed him as incoming guests. Normally he was not one to invite people to the smuggler world turned Inquisition stronghold but these, especially not anyone from the Sith Order itself, but these were special circumstances. Although the Ouroboros Crisis was in its dying throws his actions during the Tsis'Kaar's rebellion had not been so soon forgotten.
To most he was still merely an apprentice of the Pale Assassin that had a change of heart and decided to join the winning side. An apprentice that had been the main face, ironically enough given his seemingly forever masked visage, and now sought to bring an end to the war he helped to perpetuate. However his loyalty to the Sith Order was still disputed by those who cared enough to do so, and as such displays of 'goodwill' and 'loyalty' were in order.
The Council of Faldos had convinced him to make displays that were more elaborate and varied than simply bringing death to the enemies of the Sith Order, and as such this little event had been arranged. Before the Crisis the Inquisitorial Armory had been making strides in regards to arming and expanding upon the existing armaments and vehicles of the order's forces and this showcase was meant to be an example of that continued effort. A display of three prototype walkers that were meant to help modernize and empower the ground forces of the Sith Order.
Darth Strosius himself was there to ensure that the display went smoothly and that all critiques and suggestions made for the walker designs were handled appropriately. Some of the engineers could get rather testy and not everyone was as appreciative of correction as he was. So there he sat at an empty table, surrounded by windows that showed a vast plain that would serve as the testing ground for the showcase. Engineers and guards as well as a few officers wandered around as the final checks and confirmations were being made.
The masked Sith perked up from his slump in his seat as one of the officers approached and saluted him. "The first guests have arrived foe the showcase sir. We shall be ready for the display in but a few minutes." Darth Strosius nodded and stood from his seat, smoithing down his robes and crossing his arms behind his back to appear more formal and presentable for what was to come. "Very well. Let them in, we can get the initial bantering and introductions out of the way before the showcase begins." The officer saluted again and moved off to open the meeting room doors while the masked man sighed and rolled his shoulders. So it began then.