Trial of Reverance (New Republic Dominion of Alderaan, Open to All)

[Alexandra Feanor]

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Location: Alderaan, Aldera City


Alexandra leaned against her hand as she threw a small fruit into her mouth, something purple and barely bigger than a marble. It was connected on some vine and Alexandra loved the taste, but that thought was brief as she looked at the room she was sitting in with food and smiling as her body groaned, as the day had come for a reversal of situations.

It was time to put that demon of a man in the ground and if she had her way, stripped of the force for the rest of his life.

[member="Reverance"] was a man who Alexandra had come to severe disgust over, his recent actions only building on the blame set against him for that kangaroo child she had gone through. This was more than that though, his actions on Corellia drawing ire from those like [member="Lisza Starseeker"] , or hardliners such as [member="Noah Corek"], or even those who might have suffered under the rule of the One Sith in the past, like [member="Faith Organa"] who was hosting the trial of this man on her home of all places.

Alexandra rolled the small fruit in her fingers, thinking about the matter and wishing she was closer to her tree. She could very faintly feel it, but it was too far for her to gain any comfort from. This man had been a great deal of evil in this world.

He was not the only one, Imperial officers, terrorists from Brentaal, there would be several trials over the course of the day, but this trial was the one that people had come to Alderaan for. It was his trial that there had been those like [member="Alex StormWolf"] was personally invited to as a witness, as well as [member="Kaine Australis"], a man who had been harmed and fought on the planet. And then there were those who had a vested interest in the man's imprisonment, such as [member="Vulpesen"] and others in the Dark Hand who fought against his ilk commonly.

This trial summoned any and all witnesses, credible to their experiences and ready to color the picture of just what this man has done in the past and just what this man was on the inside.

But there was more to be gained by such a meeting, Senators given the chance to talk to planetary leaders like [member="Arage Bao"] once more, those like the Arkanian Senator [member="Harley Fenstermacher"]. Or even outer government agents, and observers from nations like the First Order if they should take the opportunity to see just how the Republic treats its enemies it captures.

This was an event that would be record for the galactic stage, that only those with IDs and cleared into the three mile radius around the hall would be allowed into. It wasn't hard to get into this area, but it was not simple as walking down the street. Checkpoints ensured only those expected to carry weapons did so, such as Republic security personel, or Alderaan Military and Law Enforcement. Proven Jedi got a pass too, due to their religious rights, and then there were those like Alexandra, intelligence officers there to ensure everything went right.

It would be virtually impossible to interrupt Reverance's trial, but Alexandra knew there would be those that tried to cause a stir, to gain fifteen minutes of fame. Alexandra would ensure that did not happen and that was the thought on her mind as another of the fruits entered her mouth and she sighed, enjoying the taste.

She did wonder, why this itch scratched at the back of her mind, wondering if it was finally Reverance's end of if he would escape death through the fair trial he is being given.


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OOC: Welcome to the First Dominion that is apart of the Anaxes campaign and I hope you all enjoy this. It is a long time coming and I know that Reverance himself has been chomping at the chance for a trial after his actions and story.

With all that said, objectives are simple, the Trials are the Primary objective for the story, with a small imperial outpost on Caamas that needs to be taken down as a side story for those who are not given their chance to shine yet in a more combat oriented dom. Bilbringi and Anaxes will be up in either today or this weekend though, so worry not, you will get your imp stomping done in no time. I do ask that people please not disappear, if you join, please commit to this thread, as I want people to enjoy this RP as its something alot of people are lookign forward to and I know will be great!

That is all, have fun and enjoy.

 

[Reverance]

Alderaan, Containment Holding Cell

It was a peculiar thing, losing himself so entirely. Between his acquiescence to the toils of Yuuzhan Vong mundanities and his eventual departure from survival entirely, within the grips of Corellia, he had lost his way. And in turn, found the only purpose he had ever needed. What planet he now resided on was beyond his comprehension; the blackness of space and the inertia of thrusters provided him no guidance. The former Wrath discovered some serenity in that realization, knowing well now that his future was wholly in the hands of his past activities.

There was nothing more he could do but enjoy the remainder of the ride.

The orange beams of the containment cage sizzled and sparked as he ran a calloused palm against the barrier, scorching the flesh of his human hand. The Voxyn arm was still unresponsive, laying dormant except for the mobility of the prosthetic limb. The room was dimly lit with alabaster white dome lights, entrenched with the intentional vagaries of going out on a whim. The buzz of all the electronics, the encapsulating envelope of force deadness, it offered him vectors of reprieve along this noisy path.

He was intrinsically bored but at peace, if that was a thing he could define. Moments of quite came to him through slumber as he stood upright. It was an artifact of the chaos and destruction wrought on Corellia, damaging the CERS endoskeleton nearly beyond function. Now his body felt stiff and rigid, as if his spine was fused into one solid piece, and made sleeping in the standing position all the easier.

He spent his waking hours contemplating on his crimes, curious if their database was complete or if it would need correction. He often found himself asking of the guards, curious if they knew of the process and all the uselessness that would be tethered to it. Perhaps things would run as they had with the trials of the One Sith, something for show when the end was all but certain. Maybe he’d get lucky, maybe they’d save him the time and just roll the cage off a cliff.

Whatever it was, he was destined to be bothered by some aspect of this process. Left to churn over those notions, he paced in the small space provided him, continually testing the limits of the containment cage.

 

[Raona Cadera]

Her friends and family had told her not to come to Alderaan. They had told her to let the courts of the New Republic decide his fate and leave it at that. But she couldn't just leave it at that. This man, no, this creature had taken much from her. Though he may not have known it he had been a part of the death of two of Lisza's best friends. While she knew people all over Corellia had lost loved ones to the One Sith and the Sith Empire and that they would never get the satisfaction of watching one of the Sith be executed, let alone one with as much power and influence as Reverance had. So she had taken it upon herself to. She used as much of the power afforded to her as the Corellian Senator as possible and cashed in on more than a few favors to pack her bags and make the trip to Alderaan.

Now those favors were coming in handy. She was able to see the man before the trial. The door hissed open to Reverance's cell room, as it was an entire room dedicated to the man. Concealed blasters and a powerful force containment cage kept him in place. The orange light of the cell illuminated the room with an ominous hue she noted. Flanked by two Alderanian Knights she took a deep breath and strode into the room, her heels clacking against the durasteel floor. She stopped about a meeter out from the cage and looked the man up and down. In her heels she was taller than the man by a few inches and it felt strange to have been afraid of someone who with just a simple pair of shoes was literally smaller than her. Now in his defeated state he looked even smaller.

"I hope they give you the death penalty...And that you rot in Hell." Her left arm was shaking. She grabbed it, her eyes still pretending to be defiant and strong in the face of one who had killed so many.

[member="Reverance"]

 

[Zark San Tekka]

There was a Sith Lord on Alderaan, and so Ser Tycho kept watch.

The benevolent Queen [member="Faith Organa"] had allowed today's proceedings to take place on Alderaanian soil, but it was a decidedly Republic affair. Foreign soldiers roamed halls once forbidden to all but the Crown's most trusted defenders. It had been impressed upon him that there was no real need for additional security, the prisoner [member="Reverance"] was well in hand, but the son of Count Alde's presence if nothing else would serve as a constant reminder to their guests that they were only here by House Organa's leave. And of course, should the unthinkable happen, he was standing by to put down the Sith should he make a desperate attempt at escape.

"Senator," he tilted his head in grim acknowledgment when [member="Lisza Starseeker"] entered flanked by two of his brothers, Order of the Shield from the looks of their heraldry. One glance at the Quarth politician's expression was enough to chill him into silence.

Resplendent in his mantle, Ser Tycho towered over Starseeker yet once he had exchanged salutes with his fellow Knights of Alderaan remained as still as a statue. She wasted no time in revealing the cause of her visit, and from the venom in her words he could tell that something personal had transpired between them. Knight-Captain Alde was well aware of his charge's crimes, but it was not his place here to pass judgment on either party. He would leave that to the Queen's Justice, whether by her own hand or through her Republic proxies.

 

[Reverance]

Alderaan, Holding Containment Cell

The mqaaq'it shifted from crimson to purple, exuding a cold indifference towards the woman who now spoke to him. The way she was dressed indicated some elevated position, though what that meant mattered little to the accused. Without a name, without introduction, she was simply an angry face that shook in the lamp light, crashing against his callous disregard. Anger and pain, these were the things he knew intimately.

Had he killed one of her loved ones? Perhaps he had murdered many. Or perhaps she was simply one of the bleeding hearts, gushing from the persistent wound that personified the Republic. This permeation or the last, it didn't matter; uselessness cared little for the construct of time.

"Hope." He uttered with the slightest smile, running razor sharp voxyn nails against the field of energy. Sparks leaped outwards, shimmering and dancing across the metallic ground, as the smell of burnt flesh wafted through the room. He cast his singular view towards the guards and the other who stood quietly. Pawns on a board.

"If you came here looking for fear or regret, you will die of that thirst..." He turned his back to her and began to pace, dragging his hand along the energy field. "Whomever you now feel vengeance for, they likely died quickly...take comfort in that. Run along now..." Keep wasting your time with hope. "Or deactivate this field and take control of your desire."

He had been to Hell, had traversed the planes and danced through the field of blades. He could only be so lucky.

[member="Alexandra Feanor"] | [member="Lisza Starseeker"] | [member="Tycho Alde"]

 

[Raona Cadera]

Her eye twitched in anger at that. She wanted nothing more than to shut down the field and run the Alderanian Knight's blade through his heart. Her stiff antennae twitched in anger and her heartbeat began to rise. She took a tentative step forward and then a second involuntarily towards the containment field's console. Was he manipulating her? Even in defeat the Sith couldn't help themselves. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes, centering herself in the Galaxy. Her antennae twitched, feeling out the ebbs and flows of Hyperspace around the planet.

"I don't need to hope," She said finally with a smirk, an idea forming slowly in her mind. "Your crimes are not a New Republic matter...They are of Corellian origin and Corellia deals with crimes like yours with death." She turned sharply, her short black cape fluttering as she did so.

"I hope you enjoyed your little vacation in this prison on Alderaan. When I get you in my, our hands." she corrected herself, "You won't have nearly as much living space." She didn't bother looking back and walked past Tycho and his Knights through the sliding door and waited for her escort to follow. It wouldn't be much longer until the trial began.

[member="Reverance"] [member="Tycho Alde"] [member="Alexandra Feanor"]

 

[Faith Organa]

Activity once again abounded within the capital city of Aldera vendors lined the streets, and visitor roamed everywhere. Alderaan was thriving pushing up from ashes and re-born it did her heart good to see the people happy.

She had always hoped that Alderaan would show as a beacon of light for justice and peace to promote this she agreed to host the trial of [member="Reverance"] . She knew nothing of the man except what one could find to read. She called the High Council [member="Marina DeVoe"] 's father, Duke Devoe , Duke Alde , Duke Panteer and the other prominent members who held seats. They had all agreed to hold the trial.

She did not know if [member="Laira Darkhold"] would come , or if [member="Riamah"] would be here to listen. Her father and brother were too far away to attend. But [member="Tycho Alde"] had graciously volunteered to over see the security measures for the prisoner.

Faith would attend the trial she was currently preparing to walk down to the Courts.

[member="Lisza Starseeker"] | [member="Alexandra Feanor"]

 

[Harley Fenstermacher]

Objective: Outpost Fight Test out weapons
Post: 1
Peps: Open to Interaction

Was is sort of irresponsible to not attend the trial of the Sith Lords currently in the Alderan holding cell? Maybe, Harley was one of the Republics leading senators but at the same time the man had little to no knowledge of the situation present, having not really participated in the events surrounding Corellia when said crimes took place. From the way it was being treated such an event seemed quite personal, thankfully there was more to do on Alderan then take part in the judging of a force lunatic, or what ever title the Sith went by.

On the planets surface was an Imperial outpost, belonging to... well Harley didn't care, Sith First Order, some obscure dark side faction, at the end of the day it was one thing, a target. Due to his current position as senator of Balmoora it was not easy to take time off and travel back to company HQ on Nar Hasska, but as the old saying went if you can't go to work, bring work to you. So such a nice and juicy target presented itself on the world of Alderan Harley was more then happy to fund and 'equip' the military personal taking part in this little mission. For this little operation the arms dealer was looking to see how the more recent additions to it's land force products would fair against the outpost defenses.

Out of these was the new combat tank, the IX-2 and the new speeder the GFV-2, most of which were yet to be properly field tested, until today. Looking around the Echani gave a coy smile, eyeing up the outpost in the distance, the troops stationed their no doubt on guard for the oncoming attack. "Well I guess we should start with a small amount of scouting and probing to get an idea for their defenses, don't mind me I will just be sitting here and watching the light show, but don't hesitate to ask me if you have questions about the vehicles".

 

[Duke Kyle DeVoe]

" Has our queen arrived yet?... I fail to see any royal guards stationed about." Duke Kyle asked as he entered the greater Court.

"She has Dule Kyle. Her procession has just entered the inner chambers." replied one of the Court Clerk, whom greeted the Duke upon his own arrival.

"I see...very well..." Duke Kyle looked about, scoping out the immediate open entrance and grounds, before he started to make his way to the greater chambers of the Court.

"Captain..." He then turned to his man whom were keeping in stride. "..have our men stationed without and along the corridor entrances. I don't much fancy such open air where our queen is about.
Secure the perimeter...I'll take responsibility if this were not in the planning. "

"As you wish, my Duke." The Captain of the current guards which had accompanied Duke Kyle bowed and did as commanded, taking leave of his Duke..
Duke Kyle DeVoe went on on his own, entering the greater Chambers of the Courts. It were not like him to not be ahead of his queen..not since the sith had attacked. But Queen [member="Faith Organa"] seemed to still carry on with a light security attachment.

 

[Theo Vereen]

Theo was standing in the court room waiting he had nothing to really go on regarding this man referred to as [member="Reverance"] . Theo is a young man with a young man's mind the wisdom that those around him had gathered came from experience Theo could not relate to it.

Talking to himself where no one could criticize his thoughts Maybe this man thought he was doing good in his actions. What made this Reverance so much worse that he deserved a trial? How many across the galaxy were the same as this man and yet remained free without consequence

Theo saw one of the royal guards and then saw Bekka, his mother had arrived. There was rumor too oh no wait make that a face that [member="Duke Kyle DeVoe"] had arrived as well. So the High Council was now represented too.

Who was left - members of the Republic, representatives from across the galaxy to watch the proceedings against the accused. Small turn out so far for such an EVIL man.

[member="Lisza Starseeker"] | [member="Tycho Alde"] | [member="Alexandra Feanor"]

 

[Duke Kyle DeVoe]

He had taken to walk into the Greater Court chambers alone, having left his own Captain take charge and order of the guards which had accompanied him from Mt Cetril.

It was not a necessity for the Duke to have security about his person, especially on present day Alderaan, but it were expected. As such he had come with an attachment of troops which had been his intention to leave by his shuttle on the tarmac with just his captain as escort. But upon noting the lack of adequate security, especially with the Royal House being present Kyle initiated to command his Capt take charge and post proper security.

The Duke made his way to the Greater Court, coming up to the young Royal heir.
"Captain Vereen... " He stopped before Theo.
"It's a rare opportunity to find you back on Alderaan....and a pleasure, i might add." He respectfully nodded his head in recognition to his Royal status. despite Theo having a Captain's rank in the Fleet, he were of Royal blood and the DeVoes were loyal to House Organa.

"I trust you've been well? You look well enough." he then said as his eyes spotted his queen. Yes, the young Royal did look well, despite Kyle sensing some distraction in the man's demeanor. Kyle had gotten word on his daughter's first chance meeting with this young man. Perhaps it were of that nature. His daughter could well leave one a good impression...and others not so good. Kyle had heard it were of the latter in nature. Then again, young noble bloodlines did tend to be abrasive at their age.

Kyle's eyes met that of Faith from afar as he conversed with Theo. The Duke relayed his queen a smile and a nod of acknowledgment.
He would certainly make his way over to Theo's mother, his queen.

But he had not spoken with Theo at all it seemed during the young man's passage into adulthood. Alas, so it were with the DeVoes nested up in the Northern regions of Alderaan. They were a half world apart. besides, the Duke were in charge of the Northern Hemisphere defenses. And his Providence attested to the fact that it were one of the few that had survived multiple sith planetary occupation. Mt Cetril and the Aiden Province had never fallen.

"Ah, I see my queen, you mother is already ahead of me." he mentioned the queen in waiting, just before the large doors to the greater Court Chambers.


[member="Theo Vereen"] | [member="Faith Organa"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

Location: Alderaan.


Alexandra for her merit held off from approaching [member="Reverance"] in his cell, instead choosing to find her place in the court chamber and waiting for the man to be brought before the judges and officials that would be giving him the trial he deserved. As much as she hated it, that meant a fair trial and she had to put up with the fact that it was his right to have such.

She did not worry about him getting out of this without the punishment that he deserved, being a demon like him has produced countless examples for them to present as evidence. She had even come to provide her talents should he gain his peace and his survival, she would ensure he lost any power that could free him without outside help. A small part of her whispered that he should have died but she knew that part of her was wrong and that was not her place.

All beings deserved a trial and fair due process if it was possible.

Alexandra's eyes turned to look towards the entrance and a raised brow came as a woman she was far familiar with appeared to enter the court. Alexandra had not talked to the queen of Alderaan for a long time, having lived on the planet for a rather significant time though she had become very familiar with the woman and she stood slowly so that she could smooth out her clothing before walking down and towards the woman. It would not take her long and she would arrive before holding out a hand to the woman with a smile.

"Welcome Queen of Alderaan, my name is Alexandra. I a member of the Republic's navy and am happy and I know the republic is honored to be guests on your planet and thankful to you for hosting this trial." She waited, genuine in tone and words.

Alex's eyes moved to check on if anyone else was here that Alexandra needed to focus on, and when there was nothing for her to take note of she would return her focus directly to the woman infront of her.

"If you do not mind my asking, do you know the man who stands trial today, or know of his past?"

 

[Barr Vexos]

Location: Near Imperial Outpost
Allies: New Republic
Equipment: New Republic BR-1, VT-Bolt Blaster, Asheran Armorweave, Knife


Barr knew full well what was going on in the city of Aldera and knew how important the trail was. Heck, his mother was there as one of the people watching the trail from the stands because of how important it was. Barr still wondered how his mother even got access to the trail; He knew she had connections, but he really didn’t know how deep those connections were. He figured that all the work she did would get her some owed favors to people that she help but …

He took his head, disregarding the thoughts that were going through his head. He was sitting in a transport ship with other troops in arms getting ready to take over a small imperial outpost on Caamas. He knew that it was going to be overshadowed by the trail and it somewhat irked him knowing that the people will focus more of a trail than the troops risking their lives for the Republic. He took the bitter pill in the end since it’s part of the sacrifice of being an army like this.

He felt the ship lowering in altitude and got himself ready for combat. He checked on his current weapons and make sure he knew where each item he needed was. He hopes he didn't have to use them much and that maybe...just maybe he the opposing force was not going to be a hand full but a picture of his father came into his mind and that quickly irritated him since he knew what he would say in response to what Barr thought of :

"Quit being delusional Barr." Barr silently said to himself with his father's voice in his mind, as he the one who is saying it. "Only dumbasses and retards are delusional." Which caused Barr to stook his head and winced in disgust at what he said to himself.

 

[Aston Jacobs]

Location: Aldera City
Objective: New Republic

A stopping point for supplies and the like and it seemed almost fate that Aston would be here on the same day that the Republic was here. Aston had been on several places for a different amounts of time. He could never find a place to sit still and just relax. Or better yet find out what he was supposed to be doing. The last four years of his like, almost ninety percent of that time was spent in space. While Dathomir was always a home for him, and even CIS home world but it wasn't enough. He didn't truly feel like he belonged there, and that always drove him out.

Security seemed pretty tight around here as he noted a increased presence of Republic personnel. He hoped he wasn't barging into something that he was going to regret later. They way his life had been going that seemed to be the case here lately. Before finishing up his errands, he looked to stop in and get some food and something to drink before his departure.

 

[Theo Vereen]

[member="Duke Kyle DeVoe"] | [member="Aston Jacobs"] | [member="Barr Vexos"] | [member="Alexandra Feanor"]

"Duke DeVoe a pleasure" Theo looked around had he brought his daughter to the proceedings? So far he did not see her he didn't know whether to be relieved or disappointed. The woman had a tendency to rub his last nerve.

"My mother tends Duke, be first on scene, not that she intends anything nefarious by doing so she just" Theo sighed, "she likes being involved as she should, as Queen." Yes Queen his mother the Queen. The one who was the face of Alderaan to a galaxy that...he didn't know. Maybe it was youth or something else that was irritating him.

"It is good to be home for a while, patrols will begin again. How are things in the north?" He looked with interest now at the Duke. Was there anything that needed to be done to assist there.

 

[Faith Organa]

A courtroom a place of justice. She had been given a briefing about this man [member="Reverance"] . It seemed quite the feat to have taken him prisoner all that she had read or at least what was provided marked him as a most formidable fighter with an alignment to the force.

She knew too much about the force anymore no that she had any training in it herself, the only bit she had gave her a bond to her brother Theo, and her husband Draco. She needed no more than that. But others within her family had strong ties to it, ties that had taken them down paths of sorrow. Paths that led to greatness such as her brother Garith dying protecting what he believed. Her son Bud to protect his family. Her father...she did not even know where to start.

But this was not about them this was about another man. She could not help but wonder what had taken him down the path he tread upon.

As Faith looked about she saw Duke DeVoe and her son speaking what were they whispering about. Perhaps Theo had finally accepted her way of thinking.

Faith had become more like her mother than she wanted to admit.

Faith turned her attention to [member="Alexandra Feanor"] she smiled a welcome , "Hello Alexandra. I know very little actually only what history has decided to record." Victors often wrote the history, "would you care to tell me what you know of this man?" It was an invitation for Alexandra to tell her about the man on trial. Though in truth Alexandra had volunteered by asking what she knew.

 

[Harley Fenstermacher]

Objective: Outpost Fight Test out weapons
Post: 2
Peps: [member="Barr Vexos"]

The ever so familiar sound of a drop ship was heard coming towards the staging ground for the assault on the outpost, most likely actual soldiers and someone that could lead the mission form the inside. Despite past experiences Harley would not call himself a tactical player in any sense, that was better left up to soldiers with extensiveness training.

Standing up with a poise posture he awaited the craft to land and meet the team on board, apparently one of the occupants was a marshal or something along those lines, not that he cared. All Harley needed and wanted from this little fight was combat data and real experience for the products he was making. It would also serve as a nice fire works display, the flinging of blaster bolts, red and blue, all that phazash, never got old no matter how many times he had watched it.

 

[Duke Kyle DeVoe]

"Punctual...I'll give her that." he chuckled, gracing over Theo's mother, his queen from where he stood. Yes, if only his daughter could for once be as punctual.

The queen's eyes caught his and he presented her a smile. He would be there along soon, giving her some time with the Republican. Interesting as how they could make a presence on Alderaan when there were no fighting about. Alderaan could have sustained less loss of life if they had come to her aid during the last sith invasion.
Politics. This trial was more about politics and not real justice. This sith had little to do with the sith invasion of Alderaan.
Politics.
The Duke had to swallow it.

"As bitter cold up in the Pass as it is on Hoth, some might argue..." he lightly joked.
Yes, the Winters in Aiden providence in the Northern Hemisphere of Alderaan could be as cold...it were the altitude...the gale force winds coming to face the mountain range. Bitter cold.

There were no immediate threats to Alderaan at the moment. But that may change at any given time. It was what Theo were meaning. The Duke understood. It were as to why the young Royal spoke of increasing patrols. Duke had to give him credit for thinking ahead.
The Republic in the past had been a disappointment. The Duke had no reason to think their skin had changed.
Still, the republic was all about politics politics.
Kyle could play the game, as well as anyone in the arena. Only he were no pawn...and neither did Theo seem to be.

Alderaan had survived genocide under the hands of the former Empire. That was nearly 9 centuries past. They were still here and had built another Alderaan...another beacon of light in the dark cold galaxy. Such a light could be blinding and many wished to extinguish it.
Well, many regimes had tried and all had failed.

The Duke looked over to his queen who was in the company of the Republican representative. he knew the woman... [member="Alexandra Feanor"] ...jedi... and one of learning. A scholar, his memory recalled. This one were not one of talk. Perhaps this round, Alderaan could well depend on the might of an oak, and not just wind.

He turned his attention back to Theo.
"Come, my guards are complimenting those of yours. Tis time our two houses stand shoulder to shoulder as it has since our time began... something by which the Republic has seemed to lack to this day." he were of course referring to Alderaan's support of the Old republic and later the rebellion. Their ancestral world and her people had put themselves right in the front lines of defiance against tyranny (Palpatine's regime)...and had paid a heavy price. Where were their supporters then?
The Republic owed Alderaan, as the Duke saw it.

Politics...oh how it white washes over those whom sacrificed it all....



[member="Faith Organa"] | [member="Theo Vereen"]

 

[Barr Vexos]

Location: Near Imperial Outpost
Allies: New Republic
Equipment: New Republic BR-1, VT-Bolt Blaster, Asheran Armorweave, Knife

[member="Harley Fenstermacher"]

The sounds of the ships landing together made Barr have no doubts that the chance of a surprise attack is zero to nothing. He groaned in response to that realization as he got himself out of the transport, he was in. His saw the rest of the troops come out of the ship and then make another check of his New Republic BR-1 despite doing so earlier, he wanted to think that he was being prepared but he knew deep inside he was being paranoid, and he hated this. He hopes that the bolts would be fired already so he could get the paranoia away but he didn’t want it to happen since the troops are still getting out of the ship. He looked around to make sure no First Order scouts were nearby and noticed someone near the area (Fenstermacher)

Soon every New Republic soldier left the ship the wearing the same gear that Barr wore and lined up in order with Barr doing so as well. It was a bit difficult to pick him out, seeing as he was in a unit of fifteen, but he stood how thanks to having his knife at his side. With everyone briefed on the mission objective back at the base himself included and plan of attack, Barr was ready to fight for the republic.

 

[Aston Jacobs]

Location: Aldera City
Objective:New Republic-Drink first.

Aston glanced up as soon as he heard the bell. Triggered by the door opening, it shouldn't be that big of deal at all but it had been a long time since Aston had been to a place that had that sort of mechanism. The bell just up to the right of the door, Aston simply nodded his head. He took a look around at the establishment making a mental note of who was here and where they were sitting exactly as he opted to sit at the bar and enjoy whatever he decided to get their.

The Knight looked to speak specifically with Republic personnel and avoid any sort of unwanted trouble. The waitress pulled out her note pad and moved towards Aston.

"What can I get for you sweetie?"

Aston glanced up at the menu, scanning it for a few seconds before making up his mind.

"Just let me have whatever's on special, and I'll take a cup of jawa juice." Aston winked at her with a smile and nod before glancing to his left and right. He brought his hand together in front of him and just rested his chin their, waiting.