RENDILI
Shan Oradin, Governor
Diplomacy Mission
Governor Shan Oradin, her servant Olithia, and escort Lt. Marxal Daxx toured the manufacturing line of the orbital shipyard, where TIE Fighters were being assembled by the hundreds for distribution to worlds still favoring the cheap and versatile design. A long conveyer moved wing frames from one side of the warehouse, a similar conveyer moved solar panels from the other side, and in the middle droids worked to join the two. A pair of smaller droids fixed the panels into the frame and welded brackets into place. Then, a much larger droid collected the completed fin and lifted it. A passing clasp on an overhead conveyer latched on, moving the fin to the next station where a bracket was attached to complete the wing assembly. The overhead conveyer than moved to the next room, taking the wing to where the ball-cockpit assemblies were waiting. Olithia turned to the viewport behind them, which presented a view into space and outside operations. The wire-frame of a Dreadnaught-class Heavy Cruiser filled the view, sparks of light all over where internals were being welded in place by yet more droids.
"Governor Oradin," a man said as he stepped out of the nearby turbolift with his entourage. A tall, slender man with greying hair, he was dressed in something similar to the Imperial grey worn by fleet officers. "Welcome to Rendili. How may I be of service to you today?" He locked his heals together and performed a short bow at the waste in the Governor's direction.
"Thank you very kindly," she responded, stepping forward and reaching out to take the man's hand. "I appreciate your being able to see me so quickly without appointment. I understand how busy you must be." She looked out to the cruiser being constructed. "Wars have a tendency to demand large quantities of warships, after all."
The man chuckled fairly convincingly at the joke. "That they do, that they do. So, Governor, what brings you all the way out here from Brentaal IV?"
"I wish to conduct business on behalf of my people, of course. I also desire words on the current state of things. The war, government, allegiance, things of that sort."
"Of course, madam." He nodded his head in another short bow. "Shall we retire to the dining room? It would be far more quiet than here among the lines." He smiled at her as she nodded her approval. He turned and walked to the turbolift. They followed.
The dining room was modest, considering the wealth held by the corporation. Shan circled the table and admired the place settings. Native flowers to the planet had been blown out of glass and used as decorations throughout the display. A white room filled with crystal and scarcely another color, she found it very pleasing. Her host motioned for her to have a seat. She did so as a pair of humans dressed in white placed a crystal plate filled with berries and cut fruit from all over the galaxy at the center of the table. Shan collected a handful of small purple berries in her hand. She picked one out and placed it in her mouth. "Things appear to be doing well around here, despite the war."
"We do what is necessary to remain civilized, but I would be less than truthful if I told you that the situation is ideal. The collapse of the Empire has proven profitable, however, chaos comes at a heavy price. Smuggling, piracy, and worst of all, governments defaulting on their loans. Where we should see record earnings, we see a parsec of red in losses." He peeled a small red fruit and bit into the moist center. "A two-sided war would be far preferable to the hundreds of smaller wars taking place all around us. A stalemate between two major powers would be the most profitable to us."
"I understand your meaning. Unfortunately nobody has shown the clout to fill the power vacuum left by the Emperor. There is hope though."
"Oh? Do you favor Director Isard, or Vizier Pestage?"
"Neither. A new leader swells the ranks of member worlds, wielding a fleet, ironically, of your best design."
"You refer to this new rising star? The Sith that claimed Ord Mantell, Bandomeer, and Toprawa within days of each other?"
"Darth Algoz, former Emperor's Hand, and new soul of the new Sith Empire. In fact, his charisma was of such extent that my own world has aligned with him as well. More still knock at the door, waiting to be accepted. I believe he could be the leader we are looking for, one capable of bringing the Empire back into line. He has already begun to reestablish the Senate."
"You don't say," he said as he looked down in thought. "Returning a voice to the people could work. It is one thing greatly resented when Palpatine dissolved it."
"As we felt on Brentaal." Servers began to arrive with several courses of different dishes. "For now, let us feast on what you have prepared. We can discuss Imperial matters further when we have finished."
Summary:
Small SL.
Milestone#1 Complete.
Elite Lambda-class Shuttle
Shields: 100/100 Armor: 120/120 Systems: 100/100
Onboard Troops:
Governor Shan Oradin
Location: Bridge Action: N/A Armor: 250/250 Health: 250/250 UCR: 10
