[i]It was suppose to be a backwater planet of no importance and yet it in it's orbit, the largest assembled fleets of both the Sith Empire and the Galactic Republic faced off. Hundreds of ships on both sides of various sizes had their weapons primed to fire at an order's notice. At the center of Imperial Fleet, the Invincible easily defined by its gargantuan size stood as a symbol of Imperial might. At the ship's command bridge, Dragos stared off at his opponent. This was supposed to be his greatest victory but instead, he was playing body guard to diplomats who intended to see the war meet it's end. 

"So Lord Dragos you really intend to stay aboard your ship?" Grand Moff Tarkin questioned. Tarkin was an elderly man but still incredibly sharp and professional in appearance. If Dragos was the Emperor's right, Tarkin was his left, a master of politics and people. 

"The Emperor has robbed me of our... my victory. We had the Republic on the run, the majority of their fleet has been smashed, in just a few more weeks.." Dragos replied, he didn't bother to face the Grand Moff. Dragos respected Tarkin for his intellectual ability but even he was surprised when Tarkin informed Dragos that the Emperor offered the Republic terms of peace. The war would end, the Sith ideally victorious but the Republic still had fight left in them though it seems their agreement to the peace would only allow the Republic to perhaps catch its breath. 

"May I remind you Lord Dragos, that our Emperor has enabled us. There will be time to destroy the Republic entirely, eventually though the Emperor has other matters on hand." Tarkin's sharp eyes narrowed at the taller, armored man. Tarkin would not be alone, he would travel with several others members of the Dark Councils though it was rather unprofessional that the Sith's most succesful commander would refuse to join the negoitations. 

"He overestimates their potential.." Dragos shot back, his voice projecting to be darker and more intimidating due to the dark helmet he wore. 

"The Emperor needs you, he will need all of us in the wars to come. The Emperor's spies insist that more and more the rumored Galactic Center shall become a priority for all factions throughout the galaxy. In time we will encounter new enemies and we must be prepared to face them. The Republic is already defeated Lord Dragos and since you won't be convinced, I shall go planet side and make our victory final. Remember my place my lord, the Emperor wants to go through, without failure." Tarkin warned as he walked of the bridge. Tarkin was one of a very few people in the Empire that wasn't intimated by the Dark Lord. Knowing there would be no retaliation, Tarkin made his out leaving the Sith Lord to brood.
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[b]Within the Galactic Center
Planet nicknamed: Aurora [/b]

This was just over a year ago and now the Sith Lord was facing the reality that the Emperor perhaps had been right to focus on other places in the galaxy. The Republic despite its massive losses still possessed a military presence to at least delay and inflict heavy casualties on the Empire. With the peace treaty the Empire focused on rearming and rebuilding its military as preparations to investigate the Galactic Center had taken away. Now, the Sith and his small group of men were landing planet side on the desert planet, nicknamed Aurora. Dragos awake from his brief sleep, his mind having reflected on the past and the circumstances that lead him to this planet. As the ship opened up and Dragos was free to finally step out, he was rather unimpressed with the view.

Aurora was mostly desert with pockets of civilization. The Sith task force had landed on the outskirts of a nearby city when a foreign transmission was picked up...

"Sir take a look at this" An Imperial stated, catching Dragos attention. The message from the Covenant had spread quickly through the Galactic Center. With no formal government, the various inhabitants of the star system had their qualms. Was it a true? Perhaps nothing more than false threats? "Shall we inform the fleet?" A trooper questioned as the Sith conveyed over this recent development.

"No, not yet." Dragos replied, having turned his attention away from the transmission and towards the city in the distance. "We have mission to do, we'll worry about the Covenant, IF they arrive" Dragos replied, urging his men to start moving. Despite his bravado, the Sith had a certain intensity in his movements. He had heard vague rumors about the Covenant, he knew that the threat real and time was running out to seek out their prey. It also seemed likely that Covenant possibly knew about the Empire and it was best to keep hidden unless they were discovered as stealth was their weapon. 

As the Sith closed in on the planet reality had hit... they were no longer in friendly territory and they were now about to be introduced to all sorts of different beings from across the stars.