Thyferra's Open Orbit

The tour of the Coalition had been going well thus far. The people of the planets that Salvor and the Prime Minister had visited had broadly been enthusiastic. Of course they often had concerns, ranging from minor local concerns to broader anxieties such as the existential threat the Empire posed. The display of the 1st and 10th Fleet certainly helped assuage such fears as a symbol of the Coalition's increasing military strength. There hadn't really been any major surprises on the trip. Until now that is.



The fleet sitting in orbit of Thyferra was certainly not invited. He was incensed, was this an invasion? It was hard to see the appearance of an unidentified war fleet as anything else. His fist unconsciously formed a fist by his side as he studied the images before him on the holotable. After a few moments he replied to the prime minister.



"I was not, Prime Minister," he said, though he was well aware it was a rhetorical question. The Coalition was persistently in a precarious position, the Empire was far stronger than them and so the Coalition was naturally always warry of threats to its security. Indeed, as more and more of the galaxy fell to the various despotic forces roaming about, the Coalition stood out as the closest thing in the galaxy to a bastion of hope and freedom. They could not afford to cede ground, least of all Thyferra. He had worked hard for the liberation and empowerment of the long oppressed and exploited people of Thyferra. When that was under threat, he would not rest. He awaited the response of this invasion fleet and hoped they would withdraw, though he knew that was likely wishful thinking to say the least.


Soon they replied, identifying themselves as the forces of House Australis and the 'Vegemite Jedi Enclave'. For now, he kept his mouth shut waiting to see how the Prime Minister responded. This was his home, he was loyal to Starmane but his foremost allegiance was to the people of Thyferra who he would never abandon. 

Aruetii always misunderstood Mando'ade, Reyn wasn't here for a scrap. These Corellians seemed jumpy as all hell. He saw on the main holodisplay the local Golan stations had begun powering up. He wasn't worried about the derelict orbital stations in particular; if the Corellian Confederation tried to use them in anger, they would find Clan Australis slicing backdoors in the software of the Golan stations that Clan Australis had installed, and might find it hard to fire on Clan Australis ships with them.

Not that the Corellians needed the stations with the three battle fleets and the rest of the planetary defences they'd arrayed before Reyn's task force. They'd recognized the Australis name, which was probably both good and bad.

::We have no association with the Mandalorian Assembly or Mandalore, Prime Minister. As for our intentions, we're here to check on our significant investments in this system and ensure the security of our holdings here.

And your intentions?::

I'm not the one with shields up, burc'ya, Reyn thought. It's not me who should be explaining intentions. After all, a quick scan would reveal the six transports were empty, and anyone with eyes would see that the handful of ships in Reyn's force were hardly enough to wage war.

Salvor Argon Marcus Starmane [RETIRED]

They're scanning us. Finally. The captain added that last with a little sarcasm. Though the enemy clearly outnumbered and outmatched them, he was surprised the scans hadn't come immediately. Reyn nodded his assent and turned back to the comm.

::We appreciate the advice, Prime Minister. Whatever the tax comes out as, round ours up to thirty percent, and put the remainder into a fund for the Thyferran Defence Corps.

As a gesture, we'd be happy to provide some advice on improving the defences for this world if the Corellian Coalition wants to protect it, and support said defence financially. After all, we want to protect our own interests here too, not exploit the locals.:: Too much, Reyn didn't add, that wouldn't have been polite or clever.

The Vegemites' offer wasn't too altruistic really, the profits from bacta were strong enough that they could afford the thirty percent and then some, and it paid to be generous when making new friends. And the Corellians were offering to keep the Vegemite Jedi's assets here secure for them, so the Vegemites were happy to pay their way.

Those six transports would load up with bacta for offworld sale at a decent markup, especially in the outer rim. And no one with a brain raided Mando convoys. Reyn figured the Corellians weren't going to be any trouble. Though he'd be happy to keep talking as long as was necessary. Jaw, jaw, was better than war, war, as a famous ancient mando was alleged to have said.

Marcus Starmane [RETIRED] Salvor Argon

A large convoy of massive bulk transports exits hyperspace in the Thyferra system under a small fighter escort of two squadrons. Each vessel broadcasts its IFF identifying it as belonging to the Vegemite Enclave.

No capital warships accompany the convoy, as the agreement between The Vegemite Enclave and the Corellian Coalition allows the Enclave and Clan Australis to conduct their business in the system upon payment of taxation, with proceeds to go to the locals. The Mandalorians had no argument with this deal, and would keep their end of the bargain. Indeed, payments were made on time as each convoy arrived in system.


Streams of smaller freighters made runs down to Thyferra's surface from the big bulk transport vessels. They utilize Clan Australis warehouses and landing pads on the ground to handle the cargo runs, located outside the main cities. The freighters returned to space loaded full of Bacta. The bacta is intended for use by the Vegemite Enclave, and for sale in the Outer Rim, where such things were harder to come by, and thus fetched a better price, protected by Mandalorian salesbeings.

Another of the regular Vegemite Enclave convoys arrives in Thyferra's orbit. Twelve large bulk transports, escorted by four of the new Myrkr-Class escorts, exit hyperspace. The escorts carry between them two squadrons of fighters. The four support ships are named Vornskr, Krayt, Acklay and Sando; continuing the tradition of naming Myrkr-Class ships for galactic beasties.

The four escorts ride herd on the formation of heavy transports while those massive unarmed cargo vessels begin disgorging freighters and lighter cargo ships to the surface of Thyferra.

The Trajan took a moment to respond. They were a little taken aback by the concept of them having to 'sign' laws to be effected by them. Were they unfamiliar with the concept of what a law was? A few of the bridge crew cracked jokes about which laws they wouldn't have signed and what they'd have done with such newfound freedom. The stern captain however, did not approve of their jokes and quickly returned to business. 

Thyferra is a member of the Coalition, therefore whilst on Thyferra or in its sovereign territory the laws of both Thyferra and the Coalition apply where applicable. It does not matter if you did not sign it, you have entered our space and are therefor subject to our laws for the duration of your visit. If you believe your rights as a sentient being have been violated you may file a complaint with the Sentient Rights Commission on Corellia. Such quantities of weapons qualifies for inspection. Your offer to open up your facilities will be relayed to the Thyferran Department of the Interior. The order to heave to stands. Prepare to be boarded. 

With that, the Trajan launched boarding shuttles to several of the freighters. Squads of about ten men inspected each of the freighters, discovering plenty of personal weapons, ammunition, E-Web cannons, and various other supplies for a potential army. It was alarming to the security forces. No doubt someone higher up the command chain would soon be getting involved...

Tag: Kaine Australis, Marcus Starmane [RETIRED], Lord Sinistra