Clan Laerrin

"If Clan Saxon held his daughter at blaster point, he would turn on us in an instant," Treya added in, "I know the man. Regardless of his intentions, he is a threat to all of us as long as he still draws breath. You saw for yourselves how much he'd endure for his daughter's sake."...

"The only option is annihilation of my generation among their ranks," Treya concluded, "Their descendents may not be wholly corrupted from what justice and honor demand."

"It certainly is a departure from our own ways," Treya admitted. She pulled up files taken from Vanito Cadera's ship, mainly snippets of footage from his daughter's messages. "Clan Saxon won't submit, I know that much for certain. There'll be plenty of them that I wouldn't mind puttin...

"Intel reports on Zeltros are intriguing, for lack of better terms," Treya said, "If you've spoken with Dennah, you may have noticed that she has an aura to her. She's not unique in this regard; her people emit pheremones and have an empathic connection with others. "Combine an e...

"We may have to call in reinforcements," Treya agreed. She pulled up a sector map of all of the clan whereabouts. "Fortunately, it seems like some of the Hutts are wanting to call for a ceasefire. Seems like casualties are starting to matter to them, the ugly lot." The clan matri...

"We were always suspicious of Vanito Cadera's ties to Clan Saxon. He's since confirmed that there are surviving members."

"I wouldn't have thought Imperial Remnants would hide out on Zeltros of all places," Treya mused, "Probably why they picked it. They're running a tight enough operation that even one of their operatives was kept in the dark about their base's exact location. We'll have to find it and ...

Treya stared at an overview of the planet Zeltros as she waited for the rest to report in. Her expression was grim as she analyzed the geography, searching for where a hidden base could lie.

"Do you know why Cadera is pursuing this Dennah Valtair?" Treya asked, putting her assessments aside for the time being.

"Like it or not, you two are stuck with each other," Treya commented. She glanced at her youngest daughter and looked back to the others. "They underestimated us, hoped to take us alive. If they had hoped to, then they could have blown the Aurora into dust. "What's stopping them ...

"My daughter is recovering in bacta right now," Treya answered, "She will recover. I've seen her take much worse." There wasn't any worry in her voice, nor her posture, but maybe there was a bit of motherly concern in her eyes. "Preliminary questioning has revealed a bit of ...

"It's good to see you're all in good enough spirits to argue," Treya announced. She stepped into the medbay and folded her hands behind her back. "We're back in hyperspace now; managed to make the jump before they decided that blowing us all up was a better idea. "Mand'alor and t...

"You were quicker back on Concordia," Treya mused over the comms, "The bridge is secure for now. Cameras are back online and the second wave of boarders should not be a problem."

"Make your way to the hangar," Treya ordered. She leaned over the table, watching the movements of everyone aboard the ship. "The rest are stragglers, looting, unprofessional. The cohesive unit is down there."

On the outside cameras, the pods shown received an electrical surge and detached from the Aurora. The lucky ones simply drifted off. A few pods, though, lose their vacuum seal. The mercenaries inside those were sucked out into space. "If they're determined, it won't be impossible. It's not like...

"My daughter has done well with the cameras," Treya noted. She pulled up a display for Phoebe to follow the comings and goings of the Hutts. There were still several groups mulling about, clearing the ship. In some, former slaves were hiding, a few killed. And in one camera, there was a gr...

"Check their bodies and check in with the others. I'll work on our systems in the meantime."

The men continued to run away, one particularly goo-ed up in a non-lewd fashion.

"Come back to your post!" Treya barked, still readjusting the wires in the side panel.

"So it makes you uncomfortable, eh?" Treya remarked. She pulled over the roster of recruits, both recruited, potential, and even rejected. "And yet, here you are. Wren, or perhaps not so anymore. "My point is-" A jolt across the entire Aurora interrupted her words. Her gaze ...

Phoebe had been called to the bridge for review. Unless she sought to disappoint Mama Laerrin, she would have made it.

"The youngest of the recruits. Would you have it differently?" The question was open ended, waiting for her interpretation.