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The General gazes at the planetary diagram. Markings on the three-dimensional map show the locations of his gathered forces. For almost a year he had been planning this attack, planning to besiege Iziz. He had killed many men, and even sacrificed his own, to get to this point. "Miranda?" he calls, and a uniformed woman approaches, his second-in-command.
"What is it, sir?" she asks, glancing at the map. The question is a formality. She knows what is coming.
The General straightens his back as if he were making a formal proclamation. Might as well have been. "Gather the strategists. It's time for us to reclaim our city."
"Yes sir," Miranda nods and walks off. The General's eyes narrows as they fall on the holographic projection of the capital city. King Kol, the so-called ruler of Onderon, the rebel who rose to power on the coattails of the damnable Mandalorians.
"Now it's our turn," the General snarls, turning and walking off to meet his advisers.
OOC: Chose the picture for old time's sake. Ori`verda will know what I'm referring to, despite the fact that none of us really want to be reminded of it.
Ori: Right in the feels!