Mak Manto
Master Sorcerer
Planet - Chazwa (Galactic Republic Capital)
City - Iritsa (Chazwa Capital)
There was only a soft tapping down the main corridor, a lonely sound that was lost in the unprecedented attacks that were occurring nearly every day. The few powers who were allied to bring peace and justice to the citizens of the Galaxy were losing battles and wars, planets falling under the hands of enemies, most notably the Sith.
Now, however, the Republic would finally meet Mak as the being who he truly was, the one that the Jedi Council had been worried about for so many years...
Stepping into the massive hall, there were already many people who were ready to hear what their next move was, what they were able to do to stop the flow of evil from coming any closer. As the lights dimmed, Mak's voice came loud, echoing for all to hear.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we're in a dire situation. The Galaxy continues to lose even more hope as the Sith create a path of destruction straight for the heart of the Republic, directly at the freedom hundreds of billions of people hold to their hearts. However, what matters now is what we do today, so, I'm not going to beat around the bush any longer..."
"We need to go after the Sith in one swift stroke..."
"This will not be the Republic trying to take over a planet but a direct assault on their worlds by teams of military and Jedi working together. Bringing down Sith Temples, knocking out communications, disrupting whatever plans they may be forming to help the people of those worlds reclaim their freedom."
Looking out into the sea of faces, Mak closed his eyes, haunted by an old memory.
"A long time ago, I once stood by a belief with some of the greatest Jedi I ever had the privilege of knowing: aggressive negotiations. We go after the head of the Sith and do whatever it takes to cleave it off."
City - Iritsa (Chazwa Capital)
There was only a soft tapping down the main corridor, a lonely sound that was lost in the unprecedented attacks that were occurring nearly every day. The few powers who were allied to bring peace and justice to the citizens of the Galaxy were losing battles and wars, planets falling under the hands of enemies, most notably the Sith.
Now, however, the Republic would finally meet Mak as the being who he truly was, the one that the Jedi Council had been worried about for so many years...
Stepping into the massive hall, there were already many people who were ready to hear what their next move was, what they were able to do to stop the flow of evil from coming any closer. As the lights dimmed, Mak's voice came loud, echoing for all to hear.
"Ladies and gentlemen, we're in a dire situation. The Galaxy continues to lose even more hope as the Sith create a path of destruction straight for the heart of the Republic, directly at the freedom hundreds of billions of people hold to their hearts. However, what matters now is what we do today, so, I'm not going to beat around the bush any longer..."
"We need to go after the Sith in one swift stroke..."
"This will not be the Republic trying to take over a planet but a direct assault on their worlds by teams of military and Jedi working together. Bringing down Sith Temples, knocking out communications, disrupting whatever plans they may be forming to help the people of those worlds reclaim their freedom."
Looking out into the sea of faces, Mak closed his eyes, haunted by an old memory.
"A long time ago, I once stood by a belief with some of the greatest Jedi I ever had the privilege of knowing: aggressive negotiations. We go after the head of the Sith and do whatever it takes to cleave it off."
