SCALES OF WAR
The Long Forgotten (Part II)
Trouble brews in the Dominus Sector with the former Governor of the Te’Aatorus system clashing with DRAGON SQUADRON and their new associate, Tam Trax Golg.
The GALACTIC EMPIRE, eager to rid the galaxy of the Rebel menace, dispatches Imperial Inquisitor MEERA SYN and her specialised task force to hunt down DRAGON SQUADRON and its second in command SLAINE.
Unaware of the recent disappearance of her former lover, nor his current plan to reclaim a lost relic which may place SLAINE at odds with DRAGON SQUADRON, the young Inquisitor begins her search at the sector capital, hoping for the opportunity to capture her lost love....
TRIGGERED OBLIGATION: A’den Solus (Favour [Mandalorians])
TRIGGERED DUTY: None
DESTINY POOL: Light 4 / Dark 3
SESSION XP: 20
[THE DEEPNESS OF SPACE]
A busy world with thousands of ships flitting between its surface and giant starships high in orbit. Several Imperial-class Star Destroyers hang in orbit over the planet – this is Dominus, Sector Capital, and headquarters to the Imperial Fleet for this corner of the galaxy.
An Imperial Shuttle with the markings of the Inquisitorious comes into view, heading directly towards the lead Star Destroyer, flanked by a wing of unusually shaped TIE fighters with a vaguely cross winged configuration.
[CUT TO AN INTERNAL SHOT OF THE STAR DESTROYERS HANGER HIGH ABOVE]
The shuttle approaches the bay doors and rises to meet the interior. The specialised TIE fighters move in unison with the shuttle and latch onto docking clamps high above the main deck. The shuttle gracefully slides onto the landing platform, matching the row upon row of Imperial troopers standing at attention.
[CUT TO THE DECK OF THE STAR DESTROYER]
The ramp of the shuttle lowers and a black and grey cloaked female figure menacingly strides down the gantry, her think long red hair blowing in the air vented by the shuttles cooling engines. Standing at attention is an Imperial Moff along with several aides and an Imperial General.
|Moff Vorpain:||Welcome Inquisitor. It is an honour to have the Inquisitorious grace us with their presence.|
|Inquisitor Syn:||Thank you Moff Vorpain. I expect that you have commandeered the resources I requested?|
|Moff Vorpain:||Of course. We have assembled those resources Outpost 72-JENTH. I have also received word that our production facilities are prepared and ready for your orders.|
The female Inquisitor turned to the ageing General.
|Inquisitor Syn:||General Kord?|
|General Kord:||Yes my lady.|
|Inquisitor Syn:||I will need a few additional platoons of your finest troops. This so called Dragon Squadron has become a thorn in the Emperor’s side – one that he would like removed surgically before the rest of the galaxy is infected. Numerous attempts have been made to deal with them, but each has failed, and in some cases, at great expense to the Empire.|
|General Kord:||That will not happen on my watch Madam Inquisitor.|
|Inquisitor Syn:||Good General. I would hate it if I had to step into command your forces after all.|
The Inquisitor turned back towards the Moff catching a gloating smile. She knew for some reason that the Moff knew what was coming next.
|Inquisitor Syn:||Moff Vorpain. While my forces are briefed, I would like to explore several nearby systems for some incidents that ISB has briefed me on concerning the sector.|
|Moff Vorpain:||If you refer to what occurred on Te’Aatorus Inquisitor Syn, I can assure you that we have that matter under control. That, along with very good intelligence on the perpetrators.|
|Inquisitor Syn:||If I was to tell you Moff Vorpain that this reeks of Dragon Squadron, would you believe me?|
The Moff hands the Inquisitor datapad, which upon examination appears to contain the notes of a thorough investigation. A smile crosses the Moff’s face.
|Moff Vorpain:||My investigators are very thorough. I think you will find this report most enlightening.|
|Inquisitor Syn:||Indeed it is. Your men are to be commended. You have my confidence Moff Vorpain. I look forward to working with you closely.|
|Moff Vorpain:||Yes my lady.|
The three walk down the corridor of troopers as the Imperial music crescendos.
[CUT TO THE EXTERIOR OF THE ZAD’SER ASTEROID FIELD]
The Fire-spray known as The Peaceful Resolution exits hyperspace…