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The New Galactic Coalition

¤Eastern Province
Mon Calamari
Mon Eron
Bimmisaari
Teth
Fwillsving
Chalacta
Sneeve
Delaya
Kegan
Tammar
Kubindi
Chadra (Chad)
Roche - Imperial spacestation and garrison
¤Western Province
Firrerre
Mnedia 4
Cerea
Morianda
Emanon
Riflor
Warmart
Rattatak
Xal 3
Hoth
Hoth Asteroid Belt
Anoat
Deyer
Belsus
Gentes
Vinza
Renteg
Minntooine
Terminus
Murk
¤Azguard Province (No longer hidden)
Azguard
Krakken IV
Hurok
Hephastus
¤Outposts
Brentaal - Commonality
Ando
Leritor
Ketaris
Gall
CN-1344 - hidden
CN-1653 - hidden
Loraire
Tirahnn - Commonality
Nkllon - Alliance of Miners
Mestra Asteroid Belt - Alliance of Miners
Tynna - Alliance of Miners
Kamino
¤Drackmarian Empire
Drackmar
Draconis Secundus - Hidden
Morseer
Draconis Prime - Hidden
First Morseer - Hidden
True Dackmar - Hidden
¤The Cooperative
Varn
Kauron Asteroid Field
Amorris
Ord Cestus
Selcaron
Halmad
Charros IV
Colla IV
Skor II
Paradiso
Maridun - Reaver Presence
Narg
Utapau
Orax
Yoggoy
Manda
The Global Machine
Karideph
Quelii
Nimban
Vahaba Asteriods - Reaver Space
Ubrikkia
Phaeda
The Outpost
Skako


Contegorian Confederation

¤Capital Prefecture (Confederation Proper)
Abhean
Anzat
Audacia
Baralou
Euceron
Genon
Hast
Kashan – Hidden
Metalorn
New Hesiode
New Oceanus - hidden
New Solace
Nizon
Salvara
Sarka
Talcene
Thomork
¤Cularin Prefecture
Allanteen Six
Almas
Aridus
Cularin
Cularin Asteroid Belt
Dorumaa
Gamor
Genarius
Milagro
Thaere Privo
Uffel
¤Meridian Prefecture
Ampliquen
Antemeridias
Budpock - Commonwealth Embassy/Military Base
Cybloc XII
Durren
Exodo II
King's Galquek
Nam Chorios
Nim Drovis
Pedducis Chorios
Strennen
Till Chorios
¤Western Expanse Prefecture
Ambria
Balamak
Contruum
Contruum Six
Eregion
Gizer
Jeyell
Lantillies
Moons of Rearqu
Phaseera
Quas Killam
Rakhuuun
Soroya
Taicho
Ter Abbes
Uyter
Xionti
¤Eastern Trade Prefecture
Bal'demnic
Boonta
Calubra
Handooine
Jabiim
Jomark
Kile II
Komnor
Regalum III
Saleucami
Sy Myrth
Treppok
Valinor
¤Eastern Reach Prefecture
Ank Ki'Shor
Dalos IV
Emmer
Estaria
Felucia
Karkari
Makem Te
Reaper's World
Talcorra
¤Irollan Prefecture:
Kilatear
Mensyl
Vornax
¤Serendivius:
Kashyyyk
Trandosha
Moon of Tissus
Junius – hidden


The Republic

¤Political Proper (Corporate Sector)
Etti-IV - Capital
Kalla
Bretta
Roonadan
Orron III
Mytus IV
R'alla
Kir
Ession
Zikanyo
Bonadan - Vinda-Corporation HQ
Brosi - Republic Technology Industries
Thosa
Reltooine
¤Outside Corporate Sector
Sephis
Sparthios
Aargau
Borgo Prime
Haven
Bakura
Budpock - Embassy/Military Base, Confederation owned
Bimmiel - Anchorage
Oseon System - Vinda-Corp run resort.
Rudrig - Republic Embassy
Cadomai
Ord Radama
¤The Domain
Ruuria
Kirima
¤Caprician System
Brin
Capricia
Tirus
Kendra
Providence
Minos
¤Elrood System
Elrood -Archeological and Education Center
Kidron - Member of Elrood Free Trade Agreement(non Republic)
¤Meridian Alignment
Meridian
¤The Ohallan Protectorate
Ohalla
¤The Hapes Consortium
Hapes
Gallinore
Olanji
Selab
Arabanth
Ut
Charubah
Vergil
Maires
Terephon - hidden
Relephon
Dreena
Kavan
Lorell
Shedu Maad
Thrakia
¤The Atal'ai Protectorate
Atal'ai- hidden
New Andoz
Charmigrad
Solaris
¤Other
Onderon - Embassy Location - Cryonics Industries(Planet not owned)
The Gree
¤The Tholatin Republic
Tholatin





The Alliance to Restore the Republic

Yavin 4
Hughe - Hidden
Inferno - Hidden
Abridon
Arkanis
Dresscol III
Qetix IV
Rendili - Commonality
Uogo'cor
Entrus
Krann
Ventil II
Essowyn
Hell's Anchorage (hidden)
Daalang
Longwind
Foerost
Sullust
Chamble
Port Liberty
Randon
Draenell's Point
¤Kathol Republic
Kal'Shebbol
Pembrick 2
Dayark
Exocron
Lorize
Yvara
¤Combined Bothan Clans
Bothawui - Razed
Sennatt
Mandell
Kothlis - (Coalition embassy location)
¤Free State Enclave
Nar Shadaa
Tatooine
Evocor - (Nal Hutta)
Nyrvona
Da Soocha


Brandt Enterprises

Malastare


The Bounty Hunter's Guild

New Underground
Starforge Station
Port No Port
Bartyn's Landing
Concord Dawn
¤ Starstriker Corporation
Orleon


Cren Alliance

Farquak
Farquak Junior
Gernon
Sapuni
Sapuni Asteriod Belt


Raioballo Sector

Sinsang
Gravlex Med


Stellar Enterprises
Denon
Mustafar
Belgaroth
Umbara
Telos - Business interests only





The Dominion

Se'T'ap'a'r'odar - Ithor
Imp'a'Bor'd'daak - Nirauan
Rel'a'ralik'a'aar - Serndipel
Ga'jak'ta'Gee'd'ja - Geonosis
Rel'a'Yet'a'Lor'A - Seras
Se'T'ap'a'r'Koya - Kiyar

Note - most former BDE worlds are abandoned of BDE presence and are raw material support worlds for the Cree'Ar War machine. May have minimal Reaver presence since their origins are of those left behind from these abandoned worlds.

(DOMINION NAME) - Argai
(DOMINION NAME) - Saheelindeel
(DOMINION NAME) - Risban
(DOMINION NAME) - Raxus
(DOMINION NAME) - Cadinth
(DOMINION NAME) - Dravione
(DOMINION NAME) - Tahlboor
(DOMINION NAME) - Axxila
(DOMINION NAME) - Ciutric
(DOMINION NAME) - Desevro
(DOMINION NAME) - Brigia
(DOMINION NAME) - Caluula
(DOMINION NAME) - Dellalt
(DOMINION NAME) - Jaminere
(DOMINION NAME) - Lianna
(DOMINION NAME) - Corvis Minor 4
(DOMINION NAME) - Chandaar
(DOMINION NAME) - Liinade III
(DOMINION NAME) - Embaril
(DOMINION NAME) - Pakunni
(DOMINION NAME) - Toola
(DOMINION NAME) - Rhen Var
(DOMINION NAME) - Dameo (Black Dragon Capital)
(DOMINION NAME) - Coruscant
(DOMINION NAME) - Tython - Birthplace of the Jedi
¤Corellian System - Five Brothers
(DOMINION NAME) - Corellia
(DOMINION NAME) - Selonia
(DOMINION NAME) - Talus
(DOMINION NAME) - Tralus
(DOMINION NAME) - Drall


The New Order

Muunilist
Carida
Muscave
Improcco
Asation
Borleais
Esseles
Arkania
Wakiza
J't'p'tan
N'zoth
Taloraan
Abregado-rae - Cree'Ar Presence
Praxis Major
Bastion
Dubrillion
Mechis III
Kuat
Yag'Dhul
Karfeddion
Belsavis
Tezac Prime
¤Gyndine Compact
Nubia
Roon - hidden
Byss
Anobis
Ganath
Gir'siz
Af'El
Khomm
Gyndine
Blackspire
¤Former Yaga Minor Protectorate
Commenor
Eriadu
Sullust
Olabria
Bilbringi
Rishi
Averam
Reecee
Fondor
Endor
Duro
Balmorra
Cinnigar
Koros Major
¤Mid-Rim Protectorate
Rachuk
Vladet - Imperial Center
Isht
Diamal
Gorulag
Almar
Acatal
Akana
Sat'Skar
Byblos
Corulag
Ralltiir
Alsakan
Coyn
D'skar
Falleen
Umgul
Triffis
Druckenwell
Borosk
Subaria
¤OverSector Outer
Saki
Toydaria
Ylesia
¤The Centreguard Expansion
Metropolis Prime
¤The Expansion Protectorate
Nerisia
Lance Asteriod Belt
Primoria
¤SS Sector
Thoraza (hidden)
Makin
Centares
New Holstice
Wakde
Echtabahn -with Batahn and Echbarahn (moons)
In'chion
Li'eston
Yuri
Salotai
¤Imperial Occupation Zone
Sh'shuun
Onyx
Valacar
Ilum
Esfandia
Generis
Ankus
Sanctuary


The Sith Order

Mandalore
Rodia


The Palestar Crusade

¤Unknown Regions
Nyx
New Mandalore
Gerrevo Station
Maiden's Retreat
Ordon
Symbol
¤Occupation Zone
Desitus
Codian Moon
Iridonia
Mobus
Ord Mantell
Ovise I


Crimson Empire

Xa Fel
Fangol
Maim
Mortuary


The Nightsisters

Lexia - Hidden






The Commonality


¤ Coreward Haven
Rendili - Provincial Capital (Alliance presence*)
Chandrila
Velusia
Anaxes
Brentaal - Coalition*
Recopia
Ojom
Belgaroth
¤ Colonial Haven
Neimoidia - Provincial Capital
Talasea
Hok
Nak Shimor
Phu
Giju
Teyr
Devaron
¤ Inner Haven
Obroa-skai - Federal Capital
Selvaris
Carratos
Tirahnn - Coalition*
Antar
Minban
Telti
Bogden
Bestine
Atzerri
¤ Rimward Haven
Ansion - Provincial Capital
Ruusan
Aleen
Yinchorr
Ylix
Vortex
Dorin
Shilli
Glee Anselm
¤ Outer Haven
Columex - Federal Capital
Ossus* - Jedi Enclave
Dantooine
New Alderaan (Jutraal)
Despayre
Sluis Van


* Denotes a Commonality world held in an Out of Character context.


Farfalen

Hargeeva
Kessel
The Maw
Adumar
Lowick
Honoghr
Formos
Senna


League of Companies (Formerly The Union - Darkside)

¤ Belgardi Univesral
Pavo Prime
Peragus
Bespin
Sestria
Manaan
Ukio
Annoo
Garqi
Polis Massa
¤ Galactic Liberation Front
Ord Biniir
Zonju V
¤ Black Sun/Jutraal Syndicate
Jutraal
¤ Fegal Companies
Fresia
Orooturoo
Ruan
Metellos
Vulpter
Sarapin
¤ The Exchange
Taris
Ryloth
¤ The Tagge Company
Tepasi
¤The Desilijic Kadijic
Nal Hutta
¤The Black Hand
Rothana
¤ The Outworld Confederacy(The Genoharadan)
Aquilaris
Serenno
Phindar
¤ Sons of Corellia
Saccoria
¤ Galactic Socialist Republic
Cyphar
¤ Combined Clans of Corinth
Corinth


Reaver Space

Note: Reavers are concentrated in the area in and around the former Borderland Protectorate of the Empire. However, there are also infestations in and around any areas bordering this space (Coalition, Republic, Confederation, Imperial, etc...). The Reavers also have a presence within the Core (concentration & size currently unknown). They also now have a presence in the Unknown Regions in and around the former Gestalt Colony Spa


Contruum
Thisspiass
Anzat
Belderone
Kulthis
Vorzyd 5
Vorzyd 4
Taanab (Tanaab)
Troiken
Er'kit
Toprawa
Bandomeer - Republic Presence
Mefflis V
Mexatas VIII
Prosth
Velmor
Gala
Garos I - Cooperative Presence
Sundari
Vahaba Asteroids - Coalition Quarantine Zone
Elom - Republic Presence
The Gestalt Colonies
Gestalt


Lupercus Darksword & Diktat Forces
Almania


Yaga Minor System - Cree'Ar/Imperial Presence - victim of Bhindi Drayson project (to be revealed)


Pax Praxis

The Machina Praxis
Machina Prime
Machina II




~ Updated 31 July 2015

La Galissonière-class Star Destroyer L’Ocean, near Sentry Station Waypoint Two

“…the operation is nearly complete we only have one more ship left. Only two more minutes for the Mercant…sir.”

Just under the murmurs of the bridge crew, Allard muttered incomprehensively; his aged eyes gazing across the light gray hull of his flagship. A variety of cargo ships jetted away from the L’Ocean, letting the refueling tethers retract into their armored compartments. Basile’s cocoa eyes gazed at the sole ship stilled hugging his ship’s hull, one of the evacuation Styria galleons. Several minutes passed before it too slipped away from the star destroyer’s hull to join the evacuation convoy.

“New contacts reverting from hyperspace!” shouted an ensign, igniting a tangled web of conversation across the bridge.

Allard’s eyes darted from the convoy slightly to the side and to the fringes of the tumultuous asteroid belt. A trio of widely spaced grey figures sliced into realspace, putting the CMF evacuation fleet between itself and the asteroid belt. It’s a classic hammer and anvil style attack groaned Basile.

“Ships identified, KDF vessels Pegasus, Seraph, and Steadfast…all ships currently bearing the provisional markings of the CEF…they’re…they’re opening fire.”

“Scramble the alert fighters-”

“Send all ships to action-”

Thick streams of emerald bolts erupted from the sides of the new arrivals, coloring the void in bursts of viridian hue. Bolts surged just over the evacuating Confederate forces, just missing the straggling Mercant, and smashed into the fringes of the asteroid belt; pulverizing rocks into a sea of dust. Turbolaser fire slackened, and dulled flashes of light erupted throughout the nearly created sea. Basile’s mouth dropped.

“New contacts…but I can’t ID them…the dust is fowling up our sensors to no end-”

“The Revanche,” stuttered the line captain.

A large mammalian-shaped shade surged towards the front of the rapidly expanding cloud of dust. It broke free, revealing itself to indeed be the Confederate flagship, leading a massive host of vessels. A new murmur rapidly arose among bridge’s communication crew.

“Priority message from the Revanche sir.”

“Put it up,” demanded Basile, “he’d better have a good reason for this nonsense of shooting up rocks. This isn’t a shooting gallery yet…”

The bridge’s central holo-projector flared to life with a crackle of static. Basile briskly strode over to it, followed by several of his command staff. A reptilian face bathed in argent light greeted him with a snarl that could be a smile, perhaps. Basile glared at the being.

“Who are you?” challenged the grey-haired man.

“Commander Fas’ken, the CEF’s chief communication’s officer,” replied the kon’me callously, “Admiral Lucerne would like to see you and your squadron’s command crew aboard the Revanche…at your leisure, in his words. In grunt speak, it would be ASAP.”

Basile glumly nodded. “I will be over shortly.”

“Excellent sir. I will inform him that you said so.”

“Thank you commander,” said Basile, watching the holograph dissipate, “wonderful conversation. Flight Control, prepare the Poseidon and two birds to accompany her.”

As some guy acknowledged the request, Basile led the rest of the squadron’s command crew out of the bridge foyers and pass its Genariusian guards. The dozen people ambled through the hallways among the glow of alert lights. Anne touched his arm.

“What was that all about, not even a face to face, sir?”

“Lieutenant, you’ll learn it eventually, but everyone above you is a prick,” said Basile, “and Lucerne is the most arrogant among them all. Nobles. What are we going to do with them. Maybe one day the titles will all fall and mean nothing. In my dreams, and in your lifetime I would bet.”

“He has a title?” questioned Anne.

“Not yet…give him a few more years before his father kicks the bucket until we’re reporting to one Lord Lucerne…”

The command crew passed through several sets of blast doors before finally entering the star destroyer’s hangar bay. It all seemed rather empty with most of the star destroyer’s fighters scrambled, leaving only a half-dozen starfighters and a dozen transports laying scattered across the ship’s deck. The crew walked up to blocky ship larger than the lambda-class shuttle favored throughout most of the Confederate Fleet. Things are different here mumbled Basile I wonder how long it will take for our Lord to see just that. The Line Captain made his way to the ship’s cockpit, closely followed by his protégé. Poseidon’s pilot barely acknowledged his frequent passengers before powering up the squadron commander’s gig.

“L’Ocean, CG-10 Poseidon requests permission to launch. We have the Line Captain and his staff aboard.”

“You’re clear to launch...come back in one piece.”

“Because it’s such a dangerous mission-” chuckled the pilot, abruptly cutting himself off from further comment.

The heavily-armed transport slid out of the star destroyer’s hangar bay, shadowed by a pair of Gestalt-made hyperfighters. Basile and Anne gazed out of the cockpit, carefully inspecting the squadron’s deployed fighter screen of first-production run S12s and a handful of rarely deployed S14s. The two gazed at the ever-increasing armada in their midst. Aside from the federal grays, various markings of over forty memberstate navies. From tiny Ampliquen’s Juaire quartet of drone carriers to Thomork’s squadron of star destroyers. Kashan had even diverted several of its more famed ships from suborbital bombardment against its invaders to take part in the expedition. Taicho had gone as far as to send its newly rebuilt navy clad in their traditional green and white regalia; ostensibly to provide combat experience for their green navy. But Basile couldn’t help but wonder if they were present to revenge themselves on the unknown alien species which had briefly managed to enslave them. Should never have given the councilors the ability to give more than what is required by the resolution. At least they can never take more than the resolution.

“By the maker…have you ever seen so many ships?” questioned Anne.

Basile shook his head, “Not since the times of the Republic. I bet our Admiral had those asteroids slagged to make the passage large enough for the fleet to enter safely without some idiot captain worrying about slamming into a rock or another ship when he reverts.”

“Or she.”

“Or it,” countered Basile, “the maker knows that Uffel’s ships are wholly crewed by droids, along with that new member state…the Sojourn people I think? But they’re rather reclusive…”

The Centaur transport flew over the superstructure of the blazing argent hull of the famed Delaborde-class Star Destroyer Dupuy de Lôme; recently coming back from anti-piracy duty in the Mytaranor sector, as it neared the flagship. A swarm of Piranha drones converged the Poseidon and her escorts; forming a close-knit honor guard around the gunship. Basile cursed, wishing to swat away the drones to better see the starry vista. But the Force was not one to favor him, and the Poseidon entered a magcon bay of the Revanche without any of the L’Ocean’s crew being able to see more than the grey fuselages of the droid starfighters. The Poseidon touched down with a light shudder. Basile slapped the pilot on the back.

“That’s the first ungentle landing I’ve had with you.”

“That wasn’t me,” complained the pilot, “flight control took over when we got within a kilometer of the ship. They tractored us in. Worried about us hitting them.”

Basile glanced out of the gunship’s viewport to see a mass of men and machines neatly lined up. Basile bit his lip. A review…something like that parade review the Imps used to love. Maybe they still do. So you think you’re an Imp now, Lord Lucerne? I don’t really deserve this much honor. Or are you trying to seduce me with power, because I’m not impressed. Grumbling, Basile led the crew down onto the deck of the Revanche.

“A cold greeting too,” said Anne.

“You mean a complete lack of one,” growled the Line captain.

Not even a protocol droid was there to greet them. The rows of Confederate regulars in their camou armor did not seem to notice their arrival. They merely froze at attention like the Paladin II droids behind them; like the finned Multopos aquatic assault troopers next to them; a small complement of Wookiees and Trandoshans next to them. As Basile stared down the row of troops, it seemed that every planet had managed to have some unit present for the occasion, whatever it may. A trio of men seemed to appear out of thin air in front of the L’Ocean’s crew.

“It is very impressive,” said a blonde man, facing General Sahaal, “though a bit of overkill, if you would not mind me saying so.”

“Everyone insisted that some representative force of their’s was present,” sighed the soldier clad in dark blue Graylite armor with etched chartreuse yellow lightning, “and you just know how much I like to pit politics against praticality.”

“Believe me, I know him, and he’s not lying,” said a dark-haired man, “he always left the room when politics came up during the Neo-Grissmath campaign.”

“Gentlemen, Line Captain Basile of the Hyperlane Squadron,” stated Admiral Lucerne, gesturing at the grey-haired man, “Captain, may I introduce you to CSIS Attache Adrian Ravenna, and General Sahaal, current commander of the CEF’s ground forces. I apologize for not being here sooner, but there are items I have been attending to. Some new developments as well, which you might want to catch up on.”

Lucerne handed the man a datapad. As the entourage walked down the lines of army troopers, Basile’s face grew tenser. He handed the datapad to Anne with a knowing look.

“Look at it closely. It’s a sign of the things to come.”



Gestalt System

The Confederation Expeditionary Force’s arrival at the fringes of the gestalt system was probably a record for the sheer number of warships to have ever entered the system. But with its presence not near any of the planets and just outside the system’s oort belt, it was unlikely that they would be spotted by anyone except for the system’s defenders. Lucerne leaned back in the command chair of the Revanche.

“Our condor recon drones confirm the presence of a large alien vessel in orbit over the David Colony. It does not seem to be of similar construction as the vessel destroyed by Station #182. There does not appear to be any fighting going on either,” reported an officer.

“Get me in contact the Colonial commander in charge of the system’s defense,” said Lucerne, glancing to his side, “what do you feel?”

Adrian shook his head, “I don’t know exactly. But I feel more optimistic then what are intelligence is telling us. We might not even need to fire a single round.”

“Nevertheless,” mused Lucerne, “I would be a fool to let our guard down now. All ships will hold formation with raised shields and weapons on standby. Starfighters will stay docked, except for our Deathsaber pickets.”

“Yes sir.”

“Run a passive scan of the area, I would not rather not deal with any surprises or people at the moment.”

Yvara, for the Alliance to Restore the Republic

RP: The FarStar Campaign: Old Friends Made New Again

word count ~ 7500

Congrats on the first PT of the year.

*golfclap*

Quas Killam for the Confederation

Thread: Adjuvant Honor

Word Count: 5,331

Manda for the Coalition, under the Cooperative

Thread:The Most Honored Name in the Rim

Word Count ~ 5,500


Edit:

Oh, and any update on What the Heck Happened to the Vahaba Asteroids?

Sennatt for the Alliance to Restore the Republic

Thread: The Enemy of My Enemy

Word Count ~ 5200

Longwind for the Alliance

Thread: Rising Flames

Word Count: 5,013

Foerost for the Alliance

Thread: De Re Publica

Word Count: 8,623

Mandell for the Alliance to Restore the Republic

Thread: The Friend of My Friend

Word count: 5,350-ish