[b][right]Imperial Lord Koren Ozell // Coruscant[/right][/b]

Koren stood in his office, hands clasped behind his back looking out on the surface of Coruscant. It was a beautiful world, the only world he had ever truly known. He turned around to his desk, two [url=https://lumiere-a.akamaihd.net/v1/images/imperial-sentry-droid_e9394c7c.jpeg?region=0%2C49%2C1560%2C780]Sentry Droids[/url] stood at either side of the door. He had forgone Palpatine's Royal Guards, many had gone out on revenge sprees against the New Republic hunting down the so-called heroes of the Rebellion responsible for their master's death. Instead, he preferred droids, they were loyal and easy to control. Even if someone managed to hack into his encrypted control net he had a kill switch that would shut them down. Easy, dependable, loyal. Byss was in the process of producing them en-masse, he already had a reasonably sized force of them but he intended to replace the frontline Imperium force with droids, that way he wouldn't have to face the idea of losing troops unnecessarily. Another win in the PR department. 

Sitting at his desk he brought up a list of projections for the New Republics' continued assault. He had already reinforced several planets, the smart move from the Republic would be to open up multiple avenues of attack. Then on the push to Coruscant itself, he would need to divide his fleet weakening his position significantly. With Coruscant Koren could maintain some semblance of control, some semblance of order within the Galaxy. He sighed placing his hands on his head as he felt a migraine coming on. He leaned back in his chair, looking at the ceiling above him. He had been in this very room many times while Palpatine had been in office, while the decor had been changed to something more sleek and modern one of the most important aspects had remained the same. The desk was in the same position. He led the people from the same place Palpatine had, arguably the most important person in the last thousand years of the Galaxy. 

Koren's domain was considerably slower, but it would grow if he proved capable. Palpatine didn't need to conquer territory, and neither did he. He would earn it, his way.

If the New Republic could just leave him alone for long enough. That's when the idea struck him, but it wouldn't be a popular one. Some of the people would see it as weakness, others capitulation. He tapped a series of buttons on the desk and within moments General Verillion appeared before him. Cybernetic eye and all, the General had worked closely with him for years. He trusted the military man with his life and was one of the few men that he could consider a friend. "General."

The holographic image saluted. "Lord Imperium." 

"General. How goes the integration of droids into our forces?"

The General raised an eyebrow. "Very well My Lord. The Mk.II Sentry Droids-"

"Dark Troopers." Koren corrected, the term had been coined by General Rom Mohc. A Clone Wars Veteran and the push force behind augmenting and assisting flesh and blood troops with droids. A Dark Trooper knew no fear, was heavily armored and heavily armed. The successor to the Sentry Droid, which was already a beast in its own right. 

Verillion nodded. "The Dark Troopers are working well, there are still some issues with their programming but all in all things seem to be progressing well. Knowing you however My Lord, I know you've read my briefing front too back. What is it you wish to know?"

A small smirk crossed the old man's face. Few people could see straight through him like that, it was refreshing. "I'm considering sending an envoy to the New Republic-" If the General had any misgivings about this idea his face did not betray them. Instead, he waited patiently for Koren to continue. "-we can't hold the New Republic back, especially not indefinitely. Perhaps we can convince them that we don't intend to go out claiming territory, which we don't. That was never on the cards, I care about Coruscant and her neighbors. Peace, Order, and Justice brought to these systems, not that chaos that is spreading throughout the Galaxy. If other worlds wish to join, that is on them."

"You understand, that in opening a dialogue, you will alienate yourself from the other fractions of the Empire that exist? After all, you will only legitimize the New Republic as an equal, rather than a terrorist movement." Koren scowled. They couldn't live in the past forever, they had to find a way to change and to adapt. 

"Perhaps." Koren stood up, and walked back to the window, staring out at the cityscape. "Though perhaps there is another way." He turned his attention to one of the droids by the door. "Summon Knightmaster Dredar." He leaned on the desk, his face approaching the hologram, a look of malice in his eye. "Thank you General, as always you have proved a great asset."

The holographic image saluted, and the man went to speak but before he could Koren ended the transmission. A plan was all coming together now.