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Post by Grand Admiral Kavath on Mar 3, 2006 21:48:21 GMT -5
A tall man stood in the Imperial palace, watching the ships float through space on their daily patrols and checks. He kept running his hands through his black hair worriedly. War was coming, he could sense it. All the reports reflected ships being armed, troops numbers increasing and drills being seen daily instead of weekly.
Faen Kavath gazed out into the stars, all his preparations had not been in vain then. The Imperial Fleet was reaching a size which to combat the GA. He didn't like doing this, fighting a war against them but he had no options left. Soon, something would inflame the war and a declaration of war would be declared. Then the Civil War would start up yet again......
Kavath sighed. Well, it was his job to see the Empire through this hard time. Reporting to the Emperor about his progress, he hoped that the signs were good. The white uniform of the Grand Admiralship seemed very tight now......
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Post by Darth Votigern on Mar 4, 2006 8:53:28 GMT -5
all was quite till the arrival of one of the dark lords advisor's, he simply told the grad admiral that he would see him now..
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Post by Grand Admiral Kavath on Mar 4, 2006 12:26:02 GMT -5
Kavath turned to face the advisor and nodded. "Very well, I will see him immediately." With that, the man walked away and an officer walked up. "Sir, any orders before you go?" He nodded. "Yes, send the latest build orders to the shipyards and gather the latest updates about the current progress of our build up." The officer nodded. "Anything else sir?" The Admiral smiled faintly. "Nothing else, Lieutenant, you have your orders, carry them out." The man nodded and spun around, heading out.
Faen took one last gaze out into the stars before walking to the throne room. He hoped he had done enough for the Empire.
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