IRvie whispers: "about 5km east along the rock ridge, it was an old airfeild"

Kioet to Irvine: "I'll meet you there."

*Kioet drinks the last of his beer, gets up, then throws the glass at the bartender, the bartender ducks, and glass goes everywhere. Everyone looks at the bartender. Then Kioet walks out of the cantina, gets on his speeder bike, and speeds off towards his landing craft.*

Irvine: "Interesting character..."

*Irvine stands up, and walks out of the bar, brushing up agenst a cartain Cantiner.*


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*While at the same time, Ivan Cracern is on his shuttle in route back to the Imperial Council HQ*

*Ivan opens a comm link to a fellow council leader.*

Ivan over comm: "This is surprime Council Member Ivan Cracern. Sorry to be so formal but i have serious doubts on this treaty."

Coucil Member Ravan Dorcan: "Thats alright Ivan. Like you, the rest of the council are not agreeing with Lord Cracken's wanting a treaty as soon as the War would have been over. Theres no reason to it..."

Ivan over comm: "I know, Thats why as soon as I get Back i want a council meeting."

Ravan over comm: "Yes, i understand, I shall prepare the Council and wait for your arrival..."

*Ivan closes the Channel and continues to think about doubts that his Lord Cracken is doing...*

*when the channel is off, the other person in the room - another council member named Farran Darkholme - speaks to Ravan*

Farran: Are you sure about this? Cracern, I mean...*Farren looks expectantly at Ravan as if waiting for him to fill in the next part of the sentence*

*Sleipnir drops out of hyperspace above Asgard*

Odin *looking upon his homeworld*: In all my travels nothing is as beautiful as Asgard.

Sleipnir brings us down.

Ravan: "Unjust? Hardly. I have to agree upon Ivan on this one, the Lord Cracken has gone slighty over to the unreasonable in regaurds in the mattered of this Empire. Its almost like at one spot, he had the Galaxy on its knees, and he stopped. And wants a peace treaty. The only unjust here in Cracken..."

Farran: Yes, I do agree with you...however, I am concerned with Ivan Cracern. *shrewd look* I don't entirely trust the good commander. I can't help but feel he will use this situation to gain power over us.

*Flax looks over the treaty, and heads his ship, most likely to communique with The Chief of State. Cracken turns to Tojo*

Tojo: do you really think this will lead to a war if they agree?

Cracken: yes, the Councel still clings to the old hatreds, i doubt that they will stand for this. Also, i sense they feel i've become weak, going for peace instead of total victory.
What of teh Super Star Destroyer Vengence, is she near completion?

Tojo: Yessir, her final outfits are being made at Bilbringi, her maiden voyage was sucessful.

Cracken: Good.

*Cracken and Tojo wait... anxious of the answer.....*

((OOS: bout time i introduce my Admiral....))

CHARACTER
Name: Grand Admiral Tojo
Age: 45 years
Race: Human
Abilities: Master tactician, control of the Imperial Navy, under the Emperor
Bio: Tojo was a mear Admiral when the loss at Endor occured, since then, he escaped, and was in hiding until Cracken tried to resume the throne, and his playfor pwoer. Since then, he's developed a 6th sense for battle, and ruthless efficiancy and cunning. Promoted to Grand Admiral, he now controls the Imperial Navy, relaying orders from his Emperor, who he is uptmost loyal to.

*Sleipnir enters Asgard's atmosphere and settles gentle down on the Palace Landing Field. Odin, Vidar, and Heimdall step out, to be greeted Frigg (Odin's Wife), Tyr (Odin's son), Brunhilde (captain of the Valkyries), and Sigurd (Captian of the Einherjar).*

Odin: It is good to see all of you again.

Frigg: I've missed you greatly. I'm grateful that you have finally returned. Hello Vidar, Heimdall.

Vidar and Heimdall: Hello mother.

*the group moves toward the palace*

Odin: Brunhilde, tomorrow summon the council, we have matters to discuss.

Brunhilde: It will be done at once my lord.

Odin: Thank you. How have you been Sigurd?

*Brunhilde leaves to attend to Odin's command*

Sigurd: Well my lord. The Einherjar are gladen by your return.

Tyr: There is going to be a feast tonight to celebrate your return. The Einherjar wouldn't settle for anything less.

Vidar: Come brothers let us give father and mother some time alone.

*Sigurd, Vidar, Heimdall, and Tyr leave Odin and Figg*

Odin: Those are very good boys.

Frigg: Yes, they love you dearly.

Odin: How are you doing?

Frigg: Alright, better now that you have returned.

*The two enter the palace talking about minor things. Later that night a large feast was held.*

@Red: Ivan is supposed to be the head of the Council, which most of the council basically follows him, i dont care if some of the council memeber disagree. im just saying in a slight sense, stuff shoudl happen a little this way, just not to mess things up a little ^_^

Ravan to Farran: "Well, there definatley is that sence the Ivan could do that, but I beleive we should await til he arrives."

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*Irvine hops on his Speeder and heads off to his Shuttle...*

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*Ivan waiting to return to Council HQ, he watches the news as treaty holdings continue....*

*Kioet speeds past a couple ugnaughts, swings his forcepike at one of their protocol droids that they were arguing with, beheading it. Then he comes up on his landing craft*

*Kioet pulls out a remote, and presses a button on it. The loading ramp lowers, Kioet drives his speeder bike in, stops, gets off, heads towards the ****pit and presses another control on his remote, which closes the loading ramp.*

Kioet to self: "time to make a fortune."

*Kioet's Landing Craft lifts off the ground, and heads towards the old airport*

*while back at the Cantina...*

???: "Thank you bartender, can you surve me up another?" *puts money on bar. Showing himself being the elder Irvine of Irvine whom just left...*

Elder Irvine sensing something: "Never mind, ill leave now..." *picks up his money and leaves...*

Bartender: "Um, yes sure thing..."

((OOS: The head of a council wouldn't have control over the council, you know. If the majority opinion overrides him, then he couldn't do much.

btw what do you mean by "should" happen?))

Farran: Of course we will wait for the head of the council. I am only suggesting we tread carefully in this matter. If Cracken is deposed, some of the other, less intelligent members of this council may rush to appoint Cracern as the new Emperor. Cracern would then be in a position to eliminate us, if he so chose.

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*Irvine steps out of the bar to see no one in sight. Then someone appeared, out of thin air on the empty street.

It was a strange-looking creature, five feet tall and with black, green-rimmed skin wrinkled like a prune. It looked something like a humanoid lizard*

Creature: "Oh, hello Irvine. How are things going for you? Things aren't going so well for me. Cracken is turning away from the dark side, as I predicted, and as such is, sadly, no longer useful to my great and glorious master Craynor. Your younger self doesn't currently have enough power to fall to darkness. Good thing my master thought ahead, and brought you here for a backup plan!"

*Before Irvine could do anything, the creature held up his hand. Irvine was frozen immobile*

"Naughty, naughty. You gave up your rights when you fell for that silly story about the Revenant and asked to be transported. Yep, story was totally fake, all along. Just to get you right here, at the right time, with the right power level. Such a gullible human. *shakes head* Now don't you feel foolish? Well...you won't for long.

"First, time to wipe your pesky memory. So Kid Version doesn't find out anything that could hurt my master's plans."

*Irvine's face twisted in pain, then went blank. His eyes stared ahead into space, as if hypnotized. The creature smiled, pleased.*

"And now, Irvine, it's time to fufill your destiny. Go find your younger self. I know you can sense him. Find him, merge with him, and drag him into darkness."

*Irvine steps out of the bar to see no one in sight. Then someone appeared, out of thin air on the empty street.

It was a strange-looking creature, five feet tall and with black, green-rimmed skin wrinkled like a prune. It looked something like a humanoid lizard*

Creature known as Drode: "Oh, hello Irvine. How are things going for you? Things aren't going so well for me. Cracken is turning away from the dark side, as I predicted, and as such is, sadly, no longer useful to my great and glorious master Craynor. Your younger self doesn't currently have enough power to fall to darkness. Good thing my master thought ahead, and brought you here for a backup plan!"

Irvine: 'Aw Crap, I Knew this would eventually bite right back at me if i decided to show my face again...'

*The Creature raises his hand and makes the Elder Irvine immobile.*

Irvine: 'What trickery is this!?'

Drode: "Naughty, naughty. You gave up your rights when you fell for that silly story about the Revenant and asked to be transported. Yep, story was totally fake, all along. Just to get you right here, at the right time, with the right power level. Such a gullible human. *shakes head* Now don't you feel foolish? Well...you won't for long."

Irvine: 'WHAT!? NO! IT WAS ALL A TRICK!'

Drode: "First, time to wipe your pesky memory. So Kid Version doesn't find out anything that could hurt my master's plans."

*Irvine Grits his teeth in pain as all his memories of the Holocuast disappears from his mind forever...*

Drode: "And now, Irvine, it's time to fufill your destiny. Go find your younger self. I know you can sense him. Find him, merge with him, and drag him into darkness."

Irvine with a big evil grin on his face, like he's remembered of an evil inside him: "Yes i shall."

*Irvine stands up, and uses a form of a force throw, that the Elder Irvine has developed during his 'hide-a-way' from history, To make him levetate from the ground a few inches. Then in a burst of force energy, he explodes from the city and quickly homing in on the Younger version of himself...*

[Ummm....I've been gone a few days....I can see some kind of treaties going on....can anyone sum it up in one short paragraph?]


*Deac looks round-dazed at his surroundings*

((Cracken wants peace with New Republic, currently Neogotiating, Imperial council not to happy. Rwos left for his dimension, Odin is on Asgard.))

*In the Mean time, the Young Irvine arrives at his shuttle and prepares for Koiet's arrival...*

Irvine: "Hmm, lets see... Fourteen Hundred Republicain Credits, and about Seven Hundren Imperial credits. To any Hutt here that money's useless, I'm glad this guy does Weapon runs..." *sigh* 'I just can't help but to block this sense of dread im feeling, it's like its growing somehow...'

*Koiet arrives on his Shuttle*

*Kioet walks down the loading ramp*

Kioet to Irvine: "Greetings, come on in and take a look at the merchandise!"

*Kioet grins widely*

Raven to Farran: "Yes, good idea, even though I mostly agree with Cracern, but to make sure our positions in this council are not threatened, we should 'tread carefully'. Although, having him as a military leader would prove useful due to his Naval and Military Accomplishments in the Galatic Civil war... Hmm, to come to think of it, how deep does our records show of Cracken?"

Name: Domingo "jokemaster" Chavo
Species:Human
Force: is force-sensitive but doesn't know it.
Occupation: Bounty Hunter
Weapons: 2 blasters and a knife.
Skills:Piloting,Shooting,Persuading
Bio: Ship was stolen when on a job, currently tracking it down.

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*enters cantina*

"I'm looking for my ship, its big, its green and it belongs to me."

*a man walks up to Chavo* "Big, green, and belongs to you? I'm afraid you're going to hafta be more specific than that, my friend."

*looks Chavo over* "Hey, have you been around these parts before? You look familiar."

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*Starr enters the Correllian Tap Caf as Hal and Alys leave. He walks up to the bartender*

Starr: That couple who just left? Who paid the bill?

Bartender: *suspiciously* Why do you ask?

Starr: I'm with the police. *Starr holds out an empty hand and mimics holding a card. He uses the Force to cause the bartender to see appropriate ID* I need to know the name of the man.

Bartender: Eh...the man paid. His name is down as, uh...Halren Flax. Hey, he's a military Captain. What'd he do?

Starr: Nothing. It's unrelated.

Bartender: *looking closely at Starr* Hey, have I seen your face somewhere...

Starr: *changes the appearance of his face subtley through Force illusion* I don't know, what makes you say that?

Bartender: *looking puzzled* I...uh...never mind. It's been a long day.

Starr: Thanks for your assistance, sir. *Starr mimics putting his card away* You've been a great help.

*Starr walks out of the tap caf. Halren Flax. Halren Flax. Related to that Space Marshall/Jedi that he'd tricked with the illusion of a Sith warrior back when he was keeping up a ruse with Deac and his party before the trap of the Crimson Star? Interesting.

Starr heads to a private spot to make contact with Cracken*

hey redwing, i think the Elder Irvine's presence should be able to be felt through the force. but im not goning to do anything mroe til r15 gets back with the younger version

((i already posted look above for detailes :rolleyes: and you people wonder why i don't rp that much :rolleyes: ))

sry r15, i even pmed about u not posting :p

Irvine: "Nice. Those blasters are quite high grade aren't they. Hmm," *picks up blaster* "Nice and lightwieght, and this model seems to be better then mine. how accurate is this one?" *Turns around to look down scope. and stops to see a figure standing about a hundred fet from the ramp...* "What the!?"

Elder Irvine: "Its time..."

"its bigger than an X-wing, smaller than an assault transport, custom made, 4 photon torpedo launchers that hold 2 each, 4 lasers, has a big rebel sign on both sides because of all the jobs ive done for them, and yes we have met, not under circumstances i'd think you'd remember"

http://www.naoneo.com/uploads/galacticmapfinal.jpg) you just drop

nice post there battledog ^_^

*Deac leaves the cantina for the negotiations, believing he may prove useful, or just to know how it will affect the mid rim coalition, with worlds such as Atredis*

I sense something is amiss... something new and... dangerous

*Deac enters*

Sorry I'm late, subspace-sink hole. I'm representing the mid-rim coalition here. Our interests are in what new opportunities will be presented.

*A figure stirs in the shadows*

????: Yes, Starkiller...soon I will give you an opportunity to death...

((sorry, was in a bit of a bad mood this morning...*blames it on the clocks being changed*))

Kioet to Irvine: "What's the matter with you?! Don't you trust me? Why'd you have to go through the trouble to bring dad with you!"

*looks suspiciously at 'dad'*

Kioet to 'dad: "Your son is perfectly capable of buying these guns on his own, I'd be very embarrassed if he brought you along to make sure he doesn't get ripped off!"

*It was early morning on Asgard when the council meet at Gladsheim. The twelve ruling Aesir sat in their respective seats waiting for Odin to start the session. Odin entered and took his seat at the head of the council.*

Odin: Good morning. I've called the council to discuss a couple of matters. First the Imperial leader Cracken wants peace with the New Republic.

Vidar: His peace proposal will lead to civil war amoung the remaining Imperials. Most of his people are not ready for peace. They still think they can recapture their former glory.

Frey: Vidar is right, this most likely will lead to war, but is that a concern to us?

Heimdall: It won't effect us, but we should watch this very closely. The balance of power will most likely shift in their territories again.

Odin: Heimdall is right. We will watch them closely but nothing more for the time being. Now for the next issue, our recent introduction to the rest of the galaxy.

Freya((Yes this is a different person)): This was unfortunate but there was little we could do.

Odin: I know, but what should we do know.

Vali: Cracken is offering a way for us to slowly fade away. His peace offer will draw attention and then the likely civil war will make most people forget about us. While we watch them we need to keep a ear open for any mention of us.

Frigg: Indeed, the galaxy may only know what our ships look like, but they do not know our true power.

Vidar: And since those ships will soon be cloaked it would be as if we never existed.

Frey: Luckily the scientist prefected cloaking. It is believed that we could cloak a world in a few years time.

Balder: Those people are quick to forget. We will be a distant memory in a few days.

Hermond: While I'm sure some may question who we are, the current events will consume them for a long time. Even if it didn't we would know long before they could find us. It would be best to keep doing what we have been.

*the council nods agreement*

Odin: Speaking of which, any news to report from our watchers?

Indun: A report came in during the feast, I'll give highlights. sith apprentice Starr is searching for Cracken's daughter who is in the company of a Captain Halren Flax. Cracken and a Space Marshall Flax are meeting to discuss the peace treaty. We are getting reports that two Irvi Crackens exists. It is currently being investigated. The Imperial Council is very unhappy with Cracken, they will probably revolt against Cracken. The gargoyle Rwos has left this dimension.

Odin: Thankyou, I'll read the full report later. You have all been very helpful. I've come to my decisions. I want the peace process between the Imperials and the Republic to be watched very closely, and keep an eye out for any mention of us. Hermond if you could tell the appropiate areas.

Hermond: It will be done my lord.

Odin: Thankyou, then we are finished here.

*Odin and the other council members stand and begin to leave*

Indun to Jord: You didn't say anything today. Anything wrong?

Jord: No, I just didn't have anything to add. Odin made the right decisions

*Odin and Tyr walk out talkig*

Tyr: Father any thought about seeding the galaxy?

Odin: Not yet Tyr. We don't have a large enough supply. When the time is right we will do it.

Tyr: Until then we will continue to prepare and stockpile.

Odin: Good, very good.

*they walk off*

Irvine: "I'll tell you this, thats not my father, I havent met him, but this guy isn't. It's... like... he's..."

*Irvine drops the unloaded gun, and pulls host his twin Blasters and starts firing upon his double.*

Elder Irvine: "Not a chance..."

*All shots that were fired were repelled around the older Irvine by an unseen field of energy. but it didnt last for very long til all the weapony in the shuttle encluding the younger Irvine's blasters were thrown behind the older Irvine.*

Irvine near trebbling: "What the..."

(("http://www.naoneo.com/uploads/galacticmapfinal.jpg) you just drop", Battledog? :D

btw you or Cracken gonna say what happens to Alys/Hal? :D

@Deac: Do you want to insert a small time-gap for the events of A Whole Big Mess-Bookshops and Hangars on Coruscant-(formerly known as "new rpg") (http://www.lucasforums.com/showthread.php?s=&postid=879955#post879955)?) It doesn't have to affect the rest of the RPG, just have Deac gain the knowledge of what happened in that RPG - like what Rwos' organization is called, and what the Shadows are, and recognize Marin if she reappears.

That could be the real reason Deac's late, and "subspace sinkhole" is just an excuse. :D ;)))

red, that cosmic space sinhole thing u just posted, is a very lame excuse :P

deac was celebrating and got piss drunk, there settled.

((Ummmm. "Subspace sinkhole" was Deac's excuse. Try reading the previous posts of the RPG for once. :p))

[Not particularly Rwos, the subspace sinkhole was just an excuse I used to explain the fact I was on holiday]

*Deac sits at the table...meanwhile, unbeknownst to the people, a man holds a trigger in his hand*

???: Now to fufil my destiny, and my father's legacy. Enjoy the fusion, Starkiller.

*Boom*

((OSS: I can't see the dammed map!))

Flax: *Flax finally breaks his silance.* The Chief of State is, shall we say reluctant to grant you such a sizable domain. However, I may have a solution....

((OSS: When exactly are we here, there's a sizable gap between the Bantom Series and the NJO. I need to know to fill out the idea in detail.))

((OOS: "Rwos"? lol :D

Deac - Should we pretend "new rpg" already happened? Or just ignore it?

@Battledog: I'll attach the map for you.

Cracken is asking for control of the Imperial Loyalist section. The Imperial Separatist section is not under Cracken's direct control, rather the Imperial Council. Cracken is not asking for that section. According to Cracken, the Loyalist planets have actively asked for Imperial protection.

Timeline wise I think we are either a few years before NJO and ignoring it, or after NJO. This is an alternate universe, after all))

Kioet: "What the!? Is this yourself when you're older??!?! BUT HOW COULD THAT BE!!!"

*images of the saber chest form in Kioet's mind*

Kioet: "QUICK! MAYBE HE'S HERE FOR THE CHEST!!"

Elder Irvine: "Im not here for the chest. I want him." *points to his youger self*

Younge Irvine: "Hmph!" *Runs off the ramp. but stops to at least 30ft of his older self* "What do you want of me?!"

E Irvine: "I want to give you power beyond your natural limits. My mastered abilities and full achived force poetical, and your sleeping powers and poetical, combined."

*The Elder Irvine extends his hand.*

E Irvine: "Take my hand. Embrace the power that we posecess."

*Natualy the younger Irvine resists.*

Y Irvine: "I DON'T UNDERSTAND! WHY DO YOU WANT THIS?"

E Irvine: "Don't make it hard on yourself, either way you will understand."

Kioet to both Irvines: "My ship is no place to be holding a fight, so if you're not going to buy anything, the least you can do is hand over that chest and get the hell out of here."

*Kioet looks at both of them, suspiciously*

"What's it going to be?"

E Irvine to Kioet: "Helpless pee-on..." *Force throws Kioet*

Y Irvine: "You didnt need to do that."

E Irvine: "Well if your not going to take my hand I'll make you." *Force runs up to his Younger self. but stops a few inches infront of him...* "Whats your choice?"

Y Irvine: "Fine then."

*the young Irvine brings his hand forwards as the Elder one brings out his hand, and they touch, suddenly creating a great burst of engery and light, and they merge...*

*Starr's head snaps up as he senses an extremely strange surge of energy through the Force. He drops the holoprojector he was setting up and concentrates on the source...*

*Kioet wakes up...dazed*

Kioet: "What's going on?"

*Kioet is laying on the floor of the cargo bay, he sees a great light, coming from outside the ship, and quickly covers his face*

Kioet out loud: "OH GREAT! THIS IS THE LAST TIME I'LL BE SELLING TO THE WRONG BUYERS ON PURPOSE!!!"

*Kioet crawls slowly towards the cockpit, notices some credits laying on the floor next to him and picks them up*

Kioet: "How thoughtful..."

*Kioet gets in the cockpit, and presses a button, which closes and locks the door behind him, then gets up on his pilot seat, and presses a button on the console, which turns the holocam on, and Kioet can see what's going on outside, and observes what is taking place before his very eyes*

*Alys and Hal walked down the avenue, headed toward the bar, when Alys suddenly stopped. She looked up,and at the Star that was Coruscants.... a familiar energy radiated out from that planet...... what the hell....?

On the Titan, Cracken twitched, felt an imense surge through the Force.. Irvine? did he.... no, not possible, he haden't been trained yet... but how, it was his son........*

*The entrance to the building is in flames, and the figure moves in, igniting a two-pronged lightsaber:

E.G:
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????: I'll just have to do this dirty....

@cracken: its happening on tatoonie.
@R15: its happening OUTSIDE kioet's ship
@all: When thinking of good devious diolge, listen to FFVII's 'One Winged Angel' :D

*The bright light fades as a single form can be seenon one knee with his face pointed down to the ground. with White hair to the length of approx 3ft, and new clothes, the power emenating from this version of Irvine Cracken could even be felt on Gladsheim...*

*The new version stands up. As a sudden wave of energy loss occurs...*

Merged Irvine talking to his self: "ugh! Seems like the amount of power that the younger one wasn't realesed yet. It will grow in time while the power of the Elder one is exsersiced, like teaching its former self how to be, it seems... Very well then, i guess ill just conseal myself for the time being..."

*The newly formed version of Irvine enables himself to have a lesser eminating force power, 'for the time being.' As irvine's shuttle warms up and Irvine force jumps onto the open cargo ramp, and takes off...*

just to make it seem less god mode like, i made it so that his full power cant be achived yet but will eventually as the power of the elder's is used. And currently he's not completey undetectable, just harder to find after his power loss

*Kioet shuts off the monitor, presses a button that lowers the ramp, and exits the ****pit to go collect his weapons*

Kioet to self: "Oh, good. Doesn't look like any of them have been damaged...I would have liked to sell some of them, but that thing had to come and mess up a perfectly safe deal. I suppose I should head back to the cantina and see if I can get myself something to eat, maybe find out what's going on..I'm pretty sure there were some Jedi back there that might pay for what I just witnessed, luckily I've recorded it all."

*Kioet heads back into his ship, and takes off towards mos eisely*

((Scar, and eveyone else. In case it wasn't clear Gladsheim a building for the Aesirian Council to meet. Not a planet ect (it is on Asgard). @Scar: Since you don't know where Gladsheim is located it would have been safer to say the released power could be felt across the galaxy.))

*The Aesir felt the power emiting from Irvine then continued about their business. Odin was doing some minor but necessary work of statehood. Vidar just enter.*

Vidar: You felt that?

Odin: Of course.

Vidar: Those two Irvine seemed to have become one.

Odin: We will get a confirmation with the next report, but if that did happen it doesn't concern us to much.

((OSS: Thanks Redwing, ok so I figure during NJO, otherwise all my charictors are screwed up. I use the same charictors in anothe set of RPGs)

Flax.... I must insist you seed Ithor, Talasea and, when they are recaptured, Aguma (Agamar) and Dathomir. Ithor is a staunchly a Republic world. Talasea is the stepping stone to Pyria (Borelaus), which is of course the gate to Corescant. When Aguma is recaptured, along with Dathomir they must be turned over to us. Understand Aguma is my home world, this point I will not change.

In other respects this treaty is aceptable, however, the military Council and the Chief are responsible for the final desicion.

((Battledog, it is my understanding that while event are happening about the time of NJO, the events in NJO never happened))