The Rebel Faction

The Royal Hapes Nova-class Battle Cruiser 'The King' hung in orbit around the Royal home of Shadow Reaper, Balmorra. The Royal Syndicate, a new and neutral faction to be heard in the galaxy had just claimed Balmorra as its home. The planet in essence was a mini Coruscant, factories, housing and little countryside it was in fact a perfect place for the Syndicate to take first of all and to claim as there own. The Syndicates army could be built in speed and its factories could produce heavy weapons in which to build an army worthy of Shadow Reaper and to add to this the planets populace loved its new political and Royal Emperor,Lord Shadow Reaper as he had promised a great empire...and he intended to deliver.

Aboard 'The King' above the Lords Balmorra sat Lord Shadow Reaper himself upon the ships Bridge, The King was Lord Shadow Reapers personal ship and to be frank he liked it more on the ship than down on Balmorra in his Palace. LSRs hood of course covered his face, but a triumphant smile swept over his face as he turned to his personal hand Heren.

'Look at that planet Heren,completely oblivious that death himself is in command over lives now, can change laws at a swish of a hand or destroy them with a flick of my finger...humans are so trusting...' LSR growled in a husky tone. 'But, there planet is the Syndicates now, it is our homeland and thus i will protect it with my life...it is the birth point of my empire and so i must treasure it...and its people...' His shadowy face smiled again before he turned his head slowly towards Heren.

'Balmorra was an excellent choice to take my excellency..and it is the new home of the Syndicate after all sire.' Heren said with a dark smile.

'I remember Heren when my empire was only a few men as my followers that walked with me and aided me in my quest, now i have many, many followers in league with my quest for an Empire...and we even now have a planet Here ...what a beautiful thought...' the Emperor said, his hood now shadowing his dark grin.

Just at that point in time the two large double doors to the bridge swished open to reveal the Lords right hand man and Underlord of the Syndicate dressed neatly in his jet black uniform.

'Come in Underlord, i hope however that you have dealt with those protestors cleanly with what little resources we currently have,they as you know are no longer welcome on Balmorra' Said the Lord standing slowly to meet his right hand man.