For Honor
Jumus System - Jumus - Traitors Remorse
The Core Imperial Confederation, the last remnants of the old Imperial Bloc, had begun to crumble. While their military might and sudden take-over of core worlds like Coruscant and Kuat had brought fears that the worst parts of the Imperial Bloc had returned to finish the job of subjugating the Core they were now in shambles. The sudden disappearance of Tanamos Graff and many other members of power had left a vacuum.
Many had fled to the nearby world of Jumus, an outer system of the Corellian Sector. Jumus was a small world of rather small significance, though when starships full of Imperial defectors and civilians began landing here the local Corellian garrison had put up the shanty town she now stood at the edge of.
Traitors Remorse. Here hundreds of clone soldiers, Imperial officials, families, and rebels from penal colony revolts lived together under the watchful eye of the CorSec Troopers. Overnight it had increased the crime rate of the small agriworld to one of the highest in the sector. Old rivalries, Imperial loyalists, and renegade vigilantism had taken many lives in the short few weeks since the Corellians had made a concerted effort to bring the Imperial defectors together. And now she was hopefully on her way to finding a way to get them out of this place.
An Imperial shuttle was headed toward the landing strip she was on. Aboard she hoped were the people that would put hostilities between the two nations to an end and hopefully shed some light on this sudden change.
The Core Imperial Confederation, the last remnants of the old Imperial Bloc, had begun to crumble. While their military might and sudden take-over of core worlds like Coruscant and Kuat had brought fears that the worst parts of the Imperial Bloc had returned to finish the job of subjugating the Core they were now in shambles. The sudden disappearance of Tanamos Graff and many other members of power had left a vacuum.
Many had fled to the nearby world of Jumus, an outer system of the Corellian Sector. Jumus was a small world of rather small significance, though when starships full of Imperial defectors and civilians began landing here the local Corellian garrison had put up the shanty town she now stood at the edge of.
Traitors Remorse. Here hundreds of clone soldiers, Imperial officials, families, and rebels from penal colony revolts lived together under the watchful eye of the CorSec Troopers. Overnight it had increased the crime rate of the small agriworld to one of the highest in the sector. Old rivalries, Imperial loyalists, and renegade vigilantism had taken many lives in the short few weeks since the Corellians had made a concerted effort to bring the Imperial defectors together. And now she was hopefully on her way to finding a way to get them out of this place.
An Imperial shuttle was headed toward the landing strip she was on. Aboard she hoped were the people that would put hostilities between the two nations to an end and hopefully shed some light on this sudden change.