Ayden Cater
Grumpy Goat
Greetings. For those of you who have been away for a long time, and for those who are new, allow me to introduce myself. I'm Ayden Cater, former Exarch of Corellia and current Lord Protector of the Protectorate.
When OP was first formed under the banner of OmegaPyre, it was a paramilitary company. It took upon itself the duties of protecting civilians from the ravages of the likes of the Bando Gora, from slavers and pirates, from the cruel and corrupt. While the Republic sat and did nothing in a galaxy crying for help, and when it seemed as though none would step up to answer the cries of "Save us", we each came up and said "I'm here."
OmegaPyre was made at a time when the only other major factions were "canon" factions; factions that had existed at one time or another in the history of Star Wars. Of course there is the Republic and the Sith Empire. But we were that faction that dared to be something more than just a ghost of something done and failed. We were the faction that dared say "We'll make our own future." And we did.
In no time at all, we expanded from a tiny dot around Fondor to the third largest faction on the board. We were voracious in our pursuits, no matter how disparate they were. Some were dogged in their pursuit of glory and fame. Still others came to us, disillusioned with the realities of the other factions and their inability to move forward. It did not matter who you were; if you wanted to make a difference and leave a mark on the galaxy, you came to OP.
Now, under the banner of the Protectorate, I ask of you all; come together again. Our work is not yet done in the galaxy. There is still so much more that needs to be done, so many worlds left under tyranny and subject to the cruel, twisted whims of dark men and women. For too long, we've sat in our corner of the galaxy, content with our current accomplishments. We pat ourselves on the back and say we've done good.
I say we haven't done good enough yet.
Make no mistake, ladies and gentlemen. War is coming; with all its glory, and all its horror. Evil continues to grow in the galaxy and I say enough. No longer will we sit by and say to ourselves "It's not our problem." "We did not know they suffered." "If we tried to protect them, we'd be destroyed." I say, better we die defending the people of the galaxy than sit by and do nothing.
Ours is a faction built on the epic stories of our characters. We've stood against Sith fleets and flesh-eating raider invasions. We've had star systems destroyed and worlds ransomed to try and keep us at bay. The evil men and women of the galaxy fear what we could become. They fear our potential and our power. And they should.
We made OP great. We made OP into the faction it is today. And I say, we can still do better. We can be more than this. So come. Together, we'll purge the galaxy of its darkness and restore order to all. For victory. For the Protectorate!
When OP was first formed under the banner of OmegaPyre, it was a paramilitary company. It took upon itself the duties of protecting civilians from the ravages of the likes of the Bando Gora, from slavers and pirates, from the cruel and corrupt. While the Republic sat and did nothing in a galaxy crying for help, and when it seemed as though none would step up to answer the cries of "Save us", we each came up and said "I'm here."
OmegaPyre was made at a time when the only other major factions were "canon" factions; factions that had existed at one time or another in the history of Star Wars. Of course there is the Republic and the Sith Empire. But we were that faction that dared to be something more than just a ghost of something done and failed. We were the faction that dared say "We'll make our own future." And we did.
In no time at all, we expanded from a tiny dot around Fondor to the third largest faction on the board. We were voracious in our pursuits, no matter how disparate they were. Some were dogged in their pursuit of glory and fame. Still others came to us, disillusioned with the realities of the other factions and their inability to move forward. It did not matter who you were; if you wanted to make a difference and leave a mark on the galaxy, you came to OP.
Now, under the banner of the Protectorate, I ask of you all; come together again. Our work is not yet done in the galaxy. There is still so much more that needs to be done, so many worlds left under tyranny and subject to the cruel, twisted whims of dark men and women. For too long, we've sat in our corner of the galaxy, content with our current accomplishments. We pat ourselves on the back and say we've done good.
I say we haven't done good enough yet.
Make no mistake, ladies and gentlemen. War is coming; with all its glory, and all its horror. Evil continues to grow in the galaxy and I say enough. No longer will we sit by and say to ourselves "It's not our problem." "We did not know they suffered." "If we tried to protect them, we'd be destroyed." I say, better we die defending the people of the galaxy than sit by and do nothing.
Ours is a faction built on the epic stories of our characters. We've stood against Sith fleets and flesh-eating raider invasions. We've had star systems destroyed and worlds ransomed to try and keep us at bay. The evil men and women of the galaxy fear what we could become. They fear our potential and our power. And they should.
We made OP great. We made OP into the faction it is today. And I say, we can still do better. We can be more than this. So come. Together, we'll purge the galaxy of its darkness and restore order to all. For victory. For the Protectorate!