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She sees stars.
And in this eternity, ashen worlds of ruin and decay, across the galaxy an inferno raging.
After what seemed like decades of war, the Galactic Empire was finally ready to crush the last bastion of the so-called Republic and usher in a new golden age of order and justice in an Imperial galaxy. The rebellious, failed state will be defeated by the largest force gathered in the last century, an armada of over three-hundred warships.
This host is countered by a feeble amount of defenders, sickly and starving. But cornered animals are among the most dangerous and these are the survivors of the Imperial war machine and they have had time to fortify. The Empire may have the numbers but the crews of the majority of the starships are fresh from training, having barely seen the war. They make up their lack of experience in enthusiasm, they will not only witness the dissolution of the Republic but will be actively orchestrating its demise.
The chosen battleground is Mon Calamari, the ancient home of several aquatic aliens and clever ship-builders who have been a thorn, literally, in the side of the Empire for far too long. The system has built thousands upon thousands of war machines which have destroyed the lives of countless Imperials, it has been fortified over the years into an impregnable bastion. A fitting final stand for the Republic murderers.
Arrayed before the forces of the Republic and the network of defenses was the grand fleet of the Empire, with over a thousand strikecraft deployed as a vast swarm skirmishing along the carriers. Dozens of star destroyers trained their weapons systems on Mon Calamari, an oppressive hatred festering within its durasteel hull. At the head of this massive force was the Sovereign, the third Eclipse-class built after its designs were finally recovered and rendered cost-effective after technological advancements. It was flanked by its sistership, the Armageddon, an Executor-class; tried and true.