SECRET From:The Office of Harro Tamson To:New Republic Ministry of War, New Republic Ministry of Intelligence, Government of Mon Calamar, Government of Karkaris (@Sidheach)
[Endless Ocean provides a comprehensive breakdown of strategic vulnerabilities to Republic core-holdings exposed by Admiral Chart's losses in the field. They pledge to defend the region until their dying breath and offer their best, if somewhat grim, reassurances. Requisitions filed for frigates and new capital ships to bolster security flotillas.
Because Harro Tamson and his staff are dedicated professionals all screaming in the document is both internal and implicit.]
Grand Moff Zsinj looked through the quadnoculars from the airspeeder floating over the battlegames. A vicious wargame scenario between two Imperial troops, it was a sad reality that there needed to be drills for this thing, but this particular scenario served a purpose. One side, Dragon Regiment had the new armor sets, and they were performing considerably better than the other regiment. He handed the Quadnoculars back to General Dessala. "I take it the armor has performed to your standards General." he looked towards the woman, "I knew pulling you away from that desk job as a major was a good choice. " The sharp-jawed and sharp-tongued woman from Anaxes, was on permanent desk duty in requistions when he visited Carida, but she was clearly not wasting her talents any more. Zsinj looked back as the Dragon Regiment in O1 Armor took another objective. "It pulled that vibroblade out of the Commandant's ass." said the general looking over the games, "Been telling them for 10 years that the old Trooper Armor was poodoo. The Commandant's you removed were most of the hardliners, now us grunts on the field could do something." Zsinj decided to forgive the breach of etiquette, and made a note not to have Dessala attend any Coruscant political events, she'd be liable to shove a power broker into a trash compactor. It was a bit of a shame that so many female officers were stuck languishing as XOs or lower in the officer corps. He honestly didn't care what the person's gender was as long as they got the job done, his own mother led a battlegroup for maker's sake.
"Admiral while I have you for a moment, I'd like to propose something to the spec ops corp training" while inspecting the battle "TR-8R, don't grandstand." she yelled
"What General?" said Zsinj as he sat down to sip some Tarisian ale.
"Spec Ops training is too generalized. A good sniper isn't necessarily a good brawler, a good heavy isn't a good scout. I want to bring back the individualized Spec Ops schools."
Zsinj thought back, there were weren't there, but then sighed, "Right... Carida's Spec Ops programs were centralized to pay for... what again?
Dessala rolled her eyes "Some damned project that some idiot on Coruscant thought was a good idea. They'd rather have a fancy ship, then spend more creds on the common trooper. Endor was an embarassment."
Zsinj nodded, she was one of the few who knew about the stormtroopers performance on Endor, but rumors constantly got out. It said something that the target droids on Carida now bore Ewok face plates. "Indeed it was." he stood up, "The Slicer, Sniper, Demolition and Melee schools will receive the funding necessary to keep our troops in tip top shape." He looked down as Dragon regiment was sweeping up, "With this new armor and training, I suspect the stormtrooper corps will get their redemption from Endor."
Dessala grinned, "Thank you sir. I'll make sure your forces get the first team going through"
"Carry on General" he waved his hand dismissively, the O1 series was working, and soon the Spec Ops training budget would receive some long overdue support.
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Dathomir
Trask looked up at one of the stations floating overhead, he knew a droid was scheduled to land and deliver him a message. His findings as of late were remarkable and he was eager to continue, but being a xenoarchaeologist in a High Human Culture dominated faculty department did not lend oneself to advancement. Shaking him from his thoughts he heard a pod crash nearby and a KX droid walk out carrying a large crate.
"Dr. Ulgo, I presume?" asked the droid.
Trask nodded, the droid handed him a datapad, and he began to review it.... He got funding, not only that he got a Grand Moff to support him with a larger team and supplies, notably this KX droid.
"Seems you are now working for me." the droid looked at him blanky, "Indeed. I am designated T3-4LK, and to assist in defense operations."
TRask rubbed the back of his head, "The local tribes haven't given me much trouble, my wife handled them."
T3-4LK's eyes flashed, "I see. The Grand Admiral is most eager to hear about the continuation of your research and is awaiting your own report, along with a list of any colleagues who you feel merit sponsorship of support."
"I'll keep that in mind. T3-4LK. Archaeology's gotten a bum rap these last few years."
"The Grand Admiral is aware of this, and believes it merits supports."
"Well wonders never cease. How is the Moff paying for all this?" leaning against the crate of supplies T3-4LK brought with him
T3-4LK's eyes flashed "A combination of rebel account seizures, shifting of research budget priorities, and slush items in the Health and Welfare Directorate budget"
Trask looked quickly to the droid, did he... "Are you serious?"
T3-4LK merely gave the droid equivalent of a sigh, "No, you are an archaeological expedition requiring resources less than a light cruiser, your budget is a line item of the normal educational budget."
Providing good news for the New Republic following the Third Battle of Columex, Admiral Eramuth Kre'fey would lead several fleets from Bothawui to Cularin where the former Admiral Torin had established himself as Torin the Despot in emulation of his childhood idol, Xim the Despot. A petty and vain man known for his preening and demand for perfection, Torin the Despot would be among many former Imperial officers who embraced the culture of warlordism following the Battle of Endor and, like so many of his peers, would meet a sordid fate for it. With Admiral Kre'fey heading to Cularin under the orders of General Hera Syndulla to obtain the planet's entrance into the New Republic, there would be something of a rather unsurprising disagreement between the Bothan Admiral and Torin the Despot with shots being fired roughly half a syllable into communications between the two. The consequent Battle of Cularin would be a swift affair with the New Republic making short work of Torin's forces before capturing the would-be despot, his exact fate is unknown however given Admiral Kre'fey's tendency to space annoying prisoners it is unlikely that he still lives, and liberating Cularin.
Shortly afterwards, General Hera Syndulla would arrive over the neutral world of Merkat where she would attempt to sway it into joining the New Republic, an attempt that would fail with the local government expressing concerns about the New Republic's ability to protect it from the Crimson Empire, whilst sponsoring several failed uprisings along the Harrin Trade Corridor that would be subdued by Supreme Commander Carnor Jax. Hopes that the arrival of the New Republic in the region would inspire resistance to Imperial rule also appears to have backfired with General Hera Syndulla's presence at Merkat only serving to increase the likelihood of more Moffs in the region throwing in with the Crimson Empire for protection. Nevertheless the activities of the General have been well received even if she continues to refuse to take a naval rank in spite of the best efforts of Senator Shea Hublin to neaten up the Starfleet.
Summary
Cularin falls to Admiral Eramuth Kre'fey.
Merkat politely declines an invitation to join the New Republic.
Failed uprisings in the Harrin Trade Corridor push more Moffs towards the Crimson Empire.
Tolonda Association for Public Order Announcement
Shocked at the increasingly levels of lawlessness and piracy that have engulfed their region of space in recent times, the concerned citizens and businessbeings of the area around the Triellus Trade Route and Death Wind Corridor have come together to campaign for improved law-enforcement and patrolling of the spacelanes, to make them safe for law-abiding beings once more.
So named for its issuance by Regent Isard during a visit to inspect security measures in Corellia, the Corellia Edict created the special legal status of a "Devolved Sector", sectors where Imperial authority had been weakened by recent events. In such sectors, Imperial Centre would now be able legally partner with private security bodies to restore order and prevent crime, banditry, and rebellion through the issuance of Letters of Marque, legally empowering them to perform a range of law-enforcement duties in space-lanes provided that they cooperated with Imperial authorities when called upon. The Edict also designated most of Oversector 14 Red Tails and significant portions of the east of Oversector 13 Iron Lance as such Special Interest Sectors, announcing a partnership with the Tolonda Association for Public Order to perform such activities in that region.
ExO Milo Mensix of Mensix Corp, speaking to the CSA grand assembly, "it is clear that this Galactic Civil War is only heating up and manpower shortages amongst the merchant Marine will only increase as this war drags on, it effort to augment our dwindling manpower reserves, and to foster trade throughout the galaxy, I as acting CEO of Mensix Corp, have begun construction of battle droids to act as a deterrent against piratical actions perpetrated by criminal and vlogger entities."
*Thunderous applause*
"We as traders and businessmen sit outside of this Galactic Civil War and that is where we belong. We exist to unite the galaxy for trade and understanding. With the death of the Emperor the galaxy has become shattered and filled with conflict, and we must do our part in this war by bringing greater understanding of all sides to one another, so I pledge that I, Milo Mensix of Mensix Corp will improve trade relations with the galaxy as a whole. As a sign of good faith we will be opening up corporate offices in the shattered moon of Nar Shadaa, the opportunities on this moon should not be underestimated, and is a vital step in improving the Galactic economy. We must begin encourage the powers that be to re-forge our galaxy into a far greater entity that even the Emperor was able to achieve. Prosperity to the CSA, prosperity to US ALL!"
Action
1) start construction of CIS battle droids and maintenance droids.
2) Open up CSA corporate offices, with a noticeable military security force consisting of largely corporate security and some battle droids
3) Corporate fleet is expanded (working on a new fleet) to act as an antipiracy arm
4) Improving infrastructure dealing with asteroid mining
5) Deconstruct the bizarre SSD the old CEO was making... (WHY WOULD WE NEED THIS!!!)
To new Republic Minister of trade
from CSA
we would like to open up trade up purely nonmilitary goods, medical and humanitarian supplies, amongst other goods.
To Empire, Minister of trade
from CSA
we would like to open up trade up purely nonmilitary goods, medical and humanitarian supplies, amongst other goods.
Although some throughout the Galaxy have taken to learning of the Force through the words of experienced hands, as is the case with Ghes Ordo, Leia Organa, and Empress Ederlathh, there are some who have taken a far less repetitive path with the development of their creed and path. Ever the charitable soul, the Layer-of-Hands has taken on a number of pupils whilst residing on Yavin IV in the hopes of imparting upon them the collective sum of his wisdom in the hopes of alleviating the weight upon their shoulders and setting them down the path of enlightenment. Although not all of them are truly force-sensitive, with only the Disciple Promata Ren displaying the same gift as their teacher, this has proven no impediment to these pupils naming themselves the Disciples of the Force and learning at the feet of their teacher. Due to the Layer-of-Hands' status as the erstwhile leader of the refugees on Yavin IV, the Disciples of the Force have fast become figures of respect on the moon as well with the black clad students often finding themselves called upon to settle disputes and deal with outsiders when their master is unavailable.
Naturally as Yavin IV remains something of a blind spot to many, this particular development remains largely unknown though rumours have begun to spread of a red-skinned mystic dwelling the shadow of a temple who is capable of healing all wounds and bringing peace to even the most troubled soul.
Summary
The Layer-of-Hands takes on pupils, who call themselves the Disciples of the Force, of which at least one, Promata Ren, is force-sensitive.
Rumours abound of a red-skinned mystic and miracle worker living on Yavin IV.
From: Tolonda Association for Public Order
To: Mandalorians @Icarus
TAPO would like to contract your forces to help improve the security of the Tolonda Oversector, dealing with piracy and law-breaking in the region. We would anticipate this being a long term engagement.
From: Tolonda Association for Public Order To: Mandalorians @Icarus
TAPO would like to contract your forces to help improve the security of the Tolonda Oversector, dealing with piracy and law-breaking in the region. We would anticipate this being a long term engagement.
After consulting with the Clan Council, the Mandalore has seen fit to accept the terms of the proposed expedition.
The Council would like to congratulate the Association for gaining the privilege of the Home Fleet's first deployment outside of the Mandalore sector.
As fleet commander, I will preside over Mandalorian forces in the operation. The oversector will prove a fine demonstration of our renewed capabilities as a galactic power, and the legitimacy of the Association's presence in Tolonda.
The Lusankya, Massacre at Jarvis III, and Turn Four Begins 6ABY
In joyous news for the Galactic Empire, the SSD Executor, formerly the flagship of Lord Vader, has returned to the Imperial Center after it finished undergoing repairs at a top secret facility in the Outer Rim. Arriving just as one of the converted Venator-class Star Destroyers inexplicably blew up over the location of a planetary shield generator undergoing repairs on the planet's surface, in a remarkable coincidence, the Executor's return has been seen as a positive sign for the Empire. With two Super Star Destroyers now in orbit above the Imperial Center, people on the planet have never felt safer, especially with the ISB proving it's efficiency by ensuring everyone was indoors and looking at the floor when the aforementioned Venator blew up.
On an unrelated note, questioning this sequence of events has been deemed treason by COMPNOR and a crime punishable by death.
Summary
The SSD Executor totally returns to Coruscant after a series of strange but totally unrelated events.
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Massacre at Jarvis III
Jarvis III
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Meanwhile in the Outer Rim, the small agri-world Jarvis III has gone silent. An investigative team dispatched by the Grand Moff of the Quelli Oversector, Zsinj, has discovered that the population of the planet has been completely wiped out by orbital bombardment. Although there would initially be no solid leads on the culprits, the extremist organisation known as the Chainbreakers has claimed responsibility for the act of terror and pledged to continue carrying out similar such acts until the Galaxy has been liberated from human tyranny. Naturally this has caused some alarm in the Empire for rather obvious reasons.
Summary
Chainbreakers wipe out small Imperial agri-world.
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Turn Four Begins
First Half of 6ABY
Current Force-Users
The Galactic Empire:
The Galactic Empress, Ederlathh Pallopides - Undergoing Training
The Empress' Hand, Mara Jade - Trained
The New Republic
The Mandalorian Jedi, Ghes Ordo - Undergoing Training
The Alderaanian Princess, Leia Organa - Undergoing Training
The Stormtrooper Captain, Alix Krennic - Untrained
Grand Admiral Thrawn
Empire of the Hand
Imperial I-class Star Destroyer Admonitor
Actions: @Sidheach
- Have the tax system of the Empire of the Hand examined. Surely there are ways to make it fairer and more efficient.
- We are running into the limits of our manpower. We will need more droids to compensate. Produce modernized KX-series Security Droids, which would be modified for whatever purpose is required of them. Like all those who serve the Empire, they would be valued comrades-in-arms. Securing a contract with Mechis III for extra production would help a lot.
- Continue peacekeeping, defense and exploration.
- Continue diplomacy, trade and resource gathering.
- Continue current research projects.
- Continue supporting the refugees.
- Continue replacing the lost TIE Fighters, Interceptors and Bombers with Nssis-class Clawcrafts and Syca-class Bombers. Begin mass production of the newly developed Missile Boats as they serve alongside (and eventually replace) the TIE Defenders.
- Construct a deepdock shipyard, one that is large enough to build a fleet. This would help in replenishing the losses taken after every battle.
- Construct a concealed and fortified science complex. This would help accelerate the progress rate of our research projects.
- Begin adopting the new stormtrooper armor across the Empire of the Hand.
- Both old and new stormtrooper armors have a problem, however: although they blend in relatively well in a snowy environment, they stick out like sore thumbs everywhere else. Come up with appropriate camouflage patterns and apply them to all of our stormtrooper armors. Since our ground vehicles suffer from the same problem, they are to receive appropriate camouflage patterns as well.
*Speakers voice has been electronically altered in a blatant manner*
This message is for the Empress.
This was not an act of piracy, nor was it a natural disaster.
For too long, you have held our kind in chains. We bow our heads and obey you, or you kill our offspring. You kill our mates, our sires, our friends. You do this because you think that you will never face reprisals for your actions.
You are wrong.
The death of this world was justice. Justice, for the murder of innocents on Coruscant by your soldiers.
From now on, every such crime will be punished. The deaths of our offspring and mates will be answered by the deaths of yours.
In order to come in to concordance with COMPNOR's new classification of sister species and recognizing the need to foster cohesion and esprit-de-corp between the Imperial armed forces and the command of Grand Admiral Thrawn change was required. Under the direction of the Fleet Admiral's office, Imperial High Command would embark upon a lurching and bureaucratically fraught march forward.
An office to liaise and process transfer requests to and from the so-called Empire of the Hand was established, quietly strangling the less than secretive pipeline of head-hunted candidates and political exiles that had existed previously. In addition to this a limited stop-loss order was issued to all Imperial officers, specialists and valued non-human conscripts. Those seeking the greener pastures of service under the authoritarian bootheel of a bluer sort but assgned to jobs or roles too critical for any movement would have their cases reviewed and small adjustments made to their compensation, conditions, or other quality of life allowances.
To: Grand Admiral Thrawn, Grand Admiral Grant @UbeOne@comradepitrovsky
From: Fleet Admiral Sloane Private
I will admit that my education has been limited to what was taught at Prefsbelt and the academies, curricula which did not engender much artistic spark. That said, her Imperial Majesty has taken to her military and physical training quite well, but it is perhaps time to introduce culture and art. If you have any suggestions for a tutor we can have them vetted to serve in the royal presence.
To: Borsk Fey'la, associated politicians in the New Republic Government, @Sidheach From: Admiral Theraan
In light of recent border tensions, as well as a lack of a response to our previous diplomatic overtures, the Ssi-Ruuvi peoples would like to reiterate our offer for an official truce or negotiated border settlement.
Endless Ocean Actions (@Sidheach)
-Keep Ministers of War and Intelligence freely apprised of EO's actions.
-Advocate accepting diplomatic overtures from the totally legitimate Ssi-Ruuvi on the basis that previous intelligence was provided by Fucking Thrawn
-Deploy contracted planetary/space forces to Tolonda to protect the Anti-shackle Society, provide technical support, and train local security forces
-Deploy contracted planetary/space forces to Pilgrimage LLC's charitable ventures to protect the staff, provide technical support, and train local security forces
-Deploy contracted specialists + droid-support to process and scan munitions and war-materiel procured by totally legitimate arms dealers
-Look into the viability of developing cybernetic supersoldiers with interesting quirks via the Ministry of Science.
To: The Bounty Hunter's Guild
From: Fleet Admiral Sloane Secret
Commendations on your work bringing our wayward personnel home. We have a new mission for you, these so-called Chainbreakers need a taste of hard reality. Capture ranking members of the leadership, swift death for any other operatives. Credits and infantry arms can be arranged as payment.
A recently founded nonprofit charitable organization, with the mission statement of manufacturing and distributing food, clothing, shelter, and medical supplies to the ever growing refugee and dispossessed population created by the conflicts tearing the galaxy apart.
Pilgrimage has chosen to focus its efforts almost entirely on the needs of the nonhuman portion of this ever growing group...not because of any innate bias against humanity, but because the human dominant galactic culture has made it far easier for the human refugee population to obtain basic necessities no matter where they end up, while Gotal, Quarren, Weequay, Thakwash, Verpines and the like face far a far more difficult struggle.
Funded by anonymous donations, Pilgrimage's founder and CEO is a female Devaronian known as Sylan Jhae, who according to the company's Holosite was a successful freelance freighter captain until an accident left her dependent on extensive prosthetics for survival, and with a burning desire to give something back to the galaxy.
To: Bulwark Rar @Sidheach From: Director Ysanne Isard, Regent of the Empire
Secret: Admiral Rar, we... understand why you might have decided to follow the warlord Harrsk during his life, and certainly we will not begrudge you for doing such a thing out of necessity for your safety. However, Harrsk is dead, and with him gone the window is open for you to wipe this treason from your record and rejoin the Empire as a loyal Admiral. If you are willing to rejoin, you shall receive clemency and be permitted to continue to command your fleet, just as Admirals Krennel and Penin were. If not... well, look to Screed, Teradoc, and Harrsk himself as examples of what happens to those who persist in their treason
To: Bulwark Rar @Sidheach From: Director Ysanne Isard, Regent of the Empire
Secret: Admiral Rar, we... understand why you might have decided to follow the warlord Harrsk during his life, and certainly we will not begrudge you for doing such a thing out of necessity for your safety. However, Harrsk is dead, and with him gone the window is open for you to wipe this treason from your record and rejoin the Empire as a loyal Admiral. If you are willing to rejoin, you shall receive clemency and be permitted to continue to command your fleet, just as Admirals Krennel and Penin were. If not... well, look to Screed, Teradoc, and Harrsk himself as examples of what happens to those who persist in their treason
From the Bulwark Rar
To Director Ysanne Isard
Confidential
The Dark Side protects, Director, all those who place their faith in it and I remain faithful. I have no fear of your fleets, your great weapons, nor of the hordes that rise and fall at your command. I am one with the Dark Side and by that virtue, I am strong.
From the Bulwark Rar
To Director Ysanne Isard
Confidential
The Dark Side protects, Director, all those who place their faith in it and I remain faithful. I have no fear of your fleets, your great weapons, nor of the hordes that rise and fall at your command. I am one with the Dark Side and by that virtue, I am strong.
On the verge of death after failing to assassinate Tyber Zann and on the run from a myriad of people who wanted her dead, the Crimson Death has withdrawn to the only world outside the reach of the various crime-lords in Hutt Space that she knows of. Touching down on Bosthirda, the Crimson Death has taken refuge in the same complex in which she once slew the Prophets of the Dark Side, the Lethan Twi'lek has withdrawn from the outside world as she recovers from her wounds and generally contemplates the brutal murder of everyone she perceives as being responsible for her failure. It would be here on Bothsirda as well that the Twi'lek would train, the gaping hole in her chest proving ample motivation, and construct a new lightsaber to replace the one lost on Nal Hutta using what little of what was left of the Prophets' belongings as a guide for her actions.
Summary
Crimson Death hides out on Bothsirda while recovering from her wounds.
Constructs new lightsaber and perfects the art of using it to kill people.
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The Emperor's Son
Trioculus
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On Kessel, a team of Imperial operatives have made the discovery of the century past few years since Endor. Following up on leads regarding the Galactic Emperor's supposed progeny, these operatives have found a three-eyed mutant on the prison asteroid named Trioculus who claims to be the son of Emperor Palpatine. Backing the claim up with the ability to emit lightning from his hands, a talent which he has used to all but run Kessel underneath the nose of Drakkus the Hutt, the discovery of Trioculus has proven especially interesting to the one behind the operatives' actions and seen him retrieved from Kessel and sent to parts unknown. So far only Drakkus the Hutt is aware of the incident on account of Trioculus blowing up portions of the prison facility on the way out, which Trioculus' note calls a parting gift for "a bloated, petulant sack of bantha shit", though even he does not know of the mutant's claim to fame.
Summary
Supposed three-eyed son of Palpatine retrieved from Kessel by forces unknown.
Trioculus blows up portions of Kessel on the way out as a parting gift to Drakkus.
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Grakkus the Hutt
Grakkus the Hutt
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In the second breakout of the season, the avid collector and Jedi enthusiast, Grakkus the Hutt, has been freed from his prison by mercenaries employed by his favourite nephew, Drakkus the Hutt. Having grown especially tired of the bland Imperial decor, Grakkus the Hutt's liberation has more than endeared him to his nephew as has the subsequent reclamation of his property from Imperial lockup with Grakkus using the mercenaries provided for his escape to stage a theft on one of Palpatine's many vaultworlds in order to reclaim the Galaxy's largest collection of Jedi memorabilia. Subsequently making his way to Tattooine, which Grakkus has insisted that his nephew vacate in order for more swampy climes, the former Hutt crime-lord has since set himself up in Jabba the Hutt's former palace and already plans to expand his collection tenfold.
Summary
Grakkus the Hutt freed from prison by his nephew, Drakkus.
Grakkus makes off with a significant collection of Jedi artifacts shortly afterwards.
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The Tour of the New Republic
Ailyn Vel
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With a bonafide Jedi now fighting for the New Republic, it has come as little surprise to many that the Chief-of-State and the General Ministry have seized upon the opportunity to further legitimise the New Republic and drum up support for the war with the Empire. After a public ceremony in which Ordo was named a Knight of the New Republic, shortly after the Senate passed a bill reestablishing the Jedi Order as a part of the Government rather than an independent organisation, the Mandalorian Jedi has since been set off on a grand tour of the New Republic to do just that. Beginning at Eriadu and ending at Mon Calamari, Ghes Ordo has participated in rallies, dinners for the wealthy and the powerful, recruitment videos, and functions at schools at the behest of Senator Shea Hublin who has sought to use the Jedi as a powerful propaganda piece. Though the move has proven to be highly successful with the public increasing in support for the New Republic, and simultaneously beginning to treat Ordo like a celebrity right down to the groupies, it has proven immensely tedious for Ghes Ordo.
Even with the addition of two new pupils discovered along the way, a Duros and a Human whom Ghes determined to be force-sensitive through "gut instict", whom Ghes has begun teaching to the best of his ability, the inaction on his part has proven difficult for him to cope with. Only an ongoing fling with a half-Kiffar bounty hunter named Ailyn Vel has managed to alleviate the tedium for the Mandalorian though that has itself proven a problem for the Ministry of War given his newfound tendency to take sudden and unexpected detours to pursue her.
In unrelated news, Borsk Fey'lya has continue to laugh like a madbothan though this is nothing out of the ordinary.
Summary
Ghes Ordo named a Jedi Knight and sent on a tour through the New Republic to drum up support.
Two new force-sensitives apprenticed to Ghes Ordo.
Ghes currently testing the New Republic's patience by chasing after a bounty hunter.
To: Grand Admiral Thrawn, Grand Admiral Grant @UbeOne@comradepitrovsky
From: Fleet Admiral Sloane Private
I will admit that my education has been limited to what was taught at Prefsbelt and the academies, curricula which did not engender much artistic spark. That said, her Imperial Majesty has taken to her military and physical training quite well, but it is perhaps time to introduce culture and art. If you have any suggestions for a tutor we can have them vetted to serve in the royal presence.
