Tynna, standard ten months ago, at 1200 hours, local time, the Tynnans were waiting.

Today was the day of selection, when the government of Tynna would randomly select the next leader of the government. In a few moments the leader would be selected. Since any native Tynnans could be selected, all the citizens were waiting, to see if they would be the one to be the next leader. A lot of them were thinking, what they would say in their speech, if they were chosen. They were debating on what their views were on various galactic matters. Around 30 percent of the Tynnans wanted to stay neutral in the fight between the Galactic Coalition and the New Order, or neutral in any fight for that matter. 40 percent of the Tynnans wanted to join the Galactic Coalition. 20 percent of the Tynnans wanted to join the New Order, and 10 percent of the population wanted to become a government of their own, but one that would compete in the galactic position, with more then just Tynna as a member. Thanks to this ratio, the odds of a pro Galactic Coalition Government were higher then any other kind of government. The next highest odds were Neutral Government. Then a new Order Government and then Independent Government.

Odumin, a Tynnan who supported the idea of the Independent Government, was planning out what he would do, if he was placed in charge. He would quickly change the way the government was run. Everybody would still get everything for free, but they also wouldn’t get paid for working in the mines. The Tynna Government would quickly buy a bunch of ships from Fondor. Odumin would also bring the mercenary unit Nova Stars, which were lead by a Tynnan named Humin, who happened to be Odumin's cousin, into the military, giving them even more ships, and some trained personnel. Then they would prepare for war. Once they had a large enough fleet, they would invade various systems. In fact, if it were possible, they would take Fondor, and therefore control the ability to build more ships. They could also move in on Thyferra, and control the bacta supply of the galaxy. There was a possibility for them to move in on Mrlsst. They could move Coreward, to Gyndine, Rhommamool and Osarian. There were a lot of options for Odumin to take, and he was planning to take them, if he was the lucky one who would be chosen to lead the government.

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Meanwhile, another Tynnan, Gred was also hoping to become the lucky Tynnan. He was a Mine Manager who had worked his way up from mine laborer. He was rich, but not because of the state. No, he had worked for his fortune. He supported the pro Galactic Coalition idea, and he felt that a government that was under the protection of the Galactic Coalition, and that would also be a member of the Coalition could benefit the population of Tynna. This would help prevent the New Order expanding into the Tynna space, to use it as a staging point against Ando. It would, however, make Tynna a target for the New Order to attack. Gred didn't really care about this though, he felt that them staying neutral would only open up the possibility for the New Order to come in and control them anyway. Tynna was just up the Corellian Run from Corellia, a planet that was controlled by the New Order. Also, if a pro Independent Government supporter was lucky, then it would be possible for them to change the government, and form an Independent Government, which would then possibly try to invade neighboring systems, which would open up the possibility to an intervention by another government, perhaps the Galactic Coalition, but perhaps the Combined Clans of Bothawui, or the Diversity Alliance. Either way, while Gred would not mind them being in control of the planet, he did not want the world plunged into a war. If anyone who he knew that was a supporter of the Independent Government, or the pro New Order Government was chosen, he would immediately contact some friends, and create a small, hidden resistance. Also he would buy weapons on the black market, and supply the resistance with the necessary weapons. In short, he would move forward and form a fighting force that would hopefully be able to stop the government, if it tried to form the Independent Government, or the pro New Order Government. Naturally, he expected that the people who wanted the Neutral Government would support his rebellion, because he would simply call it a rebellion to topple the current government, and reinstate the old one, or to choose a new one, depending on how the rebels decided. It would be a diplomatic vote to see what kind of government was formed. The options would be: the old government, before the Independent Government, or a diplomatic government.

The hour was drawing nearer; it would only be a few minutes more until the new leader was selected , thought Gred. He quickly turned on the holo projector, and turned it to the news channel that was broadcasting the lottery.

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Meanwhile, Odium had also turned on his holo projector. He was also writing his speech, if he was selected, and it was going well. Finally the hour came. The lottery was going to be chosen. The current Tynnan, a pro Galactic Coalition Government supporter named Gloin drew the name out, and then handed it to his aide, Gimili. He unrolled the piece of paper.

“The new leader of the government is Odumin.”

Odumin heard this news and was overjoyed. He immediately called the local news people.

“This is Odumin, your new planetary government leader. I will be having a press conference in one hour, to inform the people of my goals for my term in the office. I will say my speech then. The press conference will be at the Tanallay Surge Complex, where I will also speak to former leader Gloin.”

Then he decided to put his plan into action. He quickly called Humin.

“Hello cousin. This is Odumin. I am the new leader of the government, and I want to bring your Nova Stars into the military. You will be paid lots of money and will be given the best ships and material we have to offer. Currently your ships are the best we have to offer, but we have located a previously unknown shipyard that is orbiting Kubindi. We will order ships from there soon, like in about two hours. I want your fleet to come out of hyperspace in one hour, and be prepared to accept orders from me.”

“I sir. I will be there. I do suggest that in the future we move in on that shipyard at Kubindi.”

“Don’t worry, we will be, once they deliver us our ships.”

“I see. I will take to you in one hour.”

“Yes.”

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Meanwhile Gred was in a fit. Odumin was a known supporter of the Independent Government, and Gred did not think anything good would happen from him being the leader.

“We have a news update. New Planetary Government Leader Odumin is holding a press conference in one hour at the Tanallay Surge Complex, where he will announce his goals for his term in the office.”

Announce his goals? More like announce the ruin of our planet. I need to start a rebellion right away, before this can get out of hand.

Gred immediately walked over to a desk. He pulled out a data pad. He immediately typed in his search.

Your Question:
Where can I buy a large freighter capable of carrying a lot of cargo, but if modified so that they cargo compartments are shielded?

Our Answer:
Go to Lucky Lukar's on Atzerri.

Excellent. Atzerri, I know where that is. Hopefully I can also get weapons there.

He immediately typed in his next question.

Your Question:
Where can I buy large quantities of blaster rifles, grenades, grenade launchers, light repeating blasters, heavy repeating blasters and repulsor sleds?

Our Answer:
You can find these items on various different worlds, but to find them all on one world you should go to Azterri. Will's Workshop has all those things, in large quantities. Click here for a list of other places you can get parts of that order.

Gred turned off his datapad, and then gathered up Identification Cards for his various aliases. Then he called his friend Oin.

"Oin, can you give me a ride to Azterri, or organise some means for me to get to Azterri?"

"Well sure. I could book you on a starliner to get there, we have a route to get there, but you would have to change at various planets. If you want a quick fast route, I have a shuttle going there in three hours, if that is all right."

"Yes, that is acceptable."

"Excellent. Come to my docking bay in two and a half hours. Do you want me to book it under any of your aliases?"

"Yes please. Dake Guela please."

"Sure thing. Might I ask what you want to go to Azterri for? It is a haven for criminals."

"I need to buy a transport and some weapons. I am forming a resistance, incase Odumin tries anything funny. You know how he is a strong supporter of the Independent Government. Hey, do you want to join?"

"What would your resistance do? Would you try to join the Galactic Coalition once you liberated the planet?"

Oin was a strong supporter of the Neutral Government.

"No. We would have an elections, to decide if the rebellion members wanted the old kind of government, or a new democratic government. We would probably have 4 parties. The Galactic Coalition Party, the Neutral Party, the New Order Party and the Independent Party."

"I see. I will join you resistence then, and pass on information of it to some of my friends. I will try to get them to join."

"That is all I could ask for."

Gred quickly packed. Then the hour of Odumin's speech came.

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Odumin walked over to Gloin.

"I would be happy to accept my new office."

"Do you understand all the tasks you are taking on by accepting this position?" ask Gloin.

"I do." responded Odumin.

"Excellent. Then the position is yours." finalized Gloin. He handed a large key to Odumin. The key was called the Key to the Lock of the World, which was a traditionally piece that signified the handing over of control to a new Tynnan.

Odumin accepted the Key to the Lock of the World, and then walked over to a podium to make his speech.

"I, Odumin, your new Planetary Governmental Leader, am glad to be the lucky Tynnan. I plan to make some major changes to our world, changes that will benefit everyone. We are no longer just the Tynna Government, we are now the Independent Government. No longer will be simply stay here and do nothing. Now we will developpe a space force, and control numerous planets. No longer will we hold a lottery to find out who will lead our planet. Fom now on, I will lead our planet, or my designated successor, and so on."

Just the Humin and his Nova Stars came into the system. They were an impressive force compaired to the Tynna military. They had two Strike Cruiser, four Nebulon-B Frigates and seven Marauder Corvettes. Also visible at the back of their fleet was two Battle Horn Transports, modified to be fighter carriers. From each battle Horn Transport launched 72 fighters, all of them Uglies. 72 of the were Clutches, 36 we X -TIEs and 36 were TIE - Wings. From the Strike Cruisers, a total of 24 B - wing Uglies launched, all modified to have a turbolaser at the bottom wing. From the each of the Nebulon-B Frigates launched 24 TIE - Wings. The Marauder Corvettes launched a total of 72 X - TIEs. They immediately came down towards the planet. Then four Gallofree Transports came into the system. Three of them each carried 20 Century Tanks, also referred to as TIE Tanks, and the other one carried 20 Amphibions. The immediately headed down to the planet. Just a couple seconds after that, troops transports carried 4 thousand Nova Star Troops down to the planet.

"Everyone, I would like to introduce to you, our new military, lead by my cousin, who many of you will ahev heard of, Humin, and his Nova Stars."

At that statement a lot of the news reporters froze. Humin and his Nova Stars were well known, and feared on Tynna. They were known to commit murders, rapes and other unsavory crimes for no reason what so ever.

"They are now the law here. Modifications to the current laws will be handed out soon. That is all I have to say."

The Nova Stars swept across the planet, moving into military and militia garrisons. Any citizens who resisted was killed. All military personel that resisted were also killed. In a matter of hours the Nova Stars had gained control of the planet.

"Tynna?"

The Calmarian Admiral Roth Amer nodded to Fleet Admiral Joren Arden, who was sitting at his desk. The Admiral stood erect, fishy hands clasped behind his back.

"The planet has descended into anarchy, they are trying to elect a new leader. Apparently, it is done through a poll." Amer said to Joren.

The Commander-in-Chief of the Coalition Naval Armed forces frowned, "They elect their leader through a...a..poll?" He asked, incredulous.

"Apparently so. It is how they have done it for centuries. And it has worked out for them in the past." Amer said.

Joren's brow furrowed in confusion, "And what if they elected a common criminal, perhaps a murderer?" He asked, still amazed.

"They don't seem to care about that sort. And crime on Tynna is almost non-existant. They are basicly a farming and mining species that has little interest in war or force." Amer said.

"But you said the planet is experiencing anarchy?" Joren asked.

"Yes. a pro-independance force, called the 'Nova Stars'. The leader of the pro-independance party is someone named 'Odumin' and he is gaining control of the planet." Amer said, almost as confused as Joren.

"He is their new leader, elected through a planet-wide poll?" Joren asked, standing up.

"Yes. Very confusing." Amer said, reluctantly. He seemed to be regretting even having to deliver this news.

"You haven't told me why I need to know this information." Joren said.

"There is another political party on Tynna, one that we have some part in. It is a pro-Galactic Coalition political party, and they were quite angry about the recent elections. They have called for our assistance. They assure us that if we can somehow disband these 'Nova Stars', then they can remove any opposition to the pro-GC party, and they can take control of the planet, therefore allying themselves with us." Amer said.

Joren frowned again, but digested the information. He dismissed Amer and stared out his windows and swept his gaze across the cool pristine waters. He took out his datapad and called up the information on Tynna.

The planet was resource-rich and the otter-like Tynnans always have played a part in Galactic affairs. They loved the water, and often traveled to other water planets as tourists. Their government is completely for the people, in every respect. All citizens have free access to food, water, housing, and other resources and benefits.

Joren admired them, actually. For such a society, they seemed to do quite well. The Tynnans were not warriors in any way. They were merely peaceful, and dilligent. They should not be harmed. He continued to read and soon discovered the the Empire, during Palpatine's reign, had attempted to squeeze the planet dry, untill driven out by the Rebel Alliance. Now someone else was doing the same thing.

Not anymore.

He turned to his comlink, and spoke to his Naval Liasion. Hours later, several Coalition ships departed the Mon Calamari shipyards...

Bound for Tynna.

Gred was completely amazed by the process that Odumin had made. he had obviously had contact with the Nova Stars fo a while, and had then brought them in, the second he was annouced the leader. The fact that Odumin had the Nova Stars on his side was very, very surprising, and a very unwelcome surprise.

Now people will be reluctent to join us. Look at how those Nova Stars are spreading across the planet, and are completely wiping out our military, and wiping out the resistance. True, the resistance is not very organised, and they do not have good weapons, but they are getting demolished. Wait! That gives me an idea. All I ahve to do is get contacts to the resistance, telling them to stand down, and to be ready for a major uprising, with good weapons, and then the job will be complete. I will contact the military, and militia, they can help us. I will spread word through my friends to the rebels, and tell them to wait for a bit, then we can get good weapons, and an organised plan.

Gred immediately glad various friends that he knew would want to rebel. They then moved out and contacted people that they knew would resist, and then those people contacted other people. Soon the word had spread across the planet. Gred then called the military and militia garrisons that had not come under the command of the Nova Stars. The word to the military and militia garrisons spread out to each and every one.

'All citizens that do not want to fall under the control of Odumin and his new form of government, stand down, do not resist, we have a good plan. You will be contacted later for details on timing.'

'All military and militia garrisons that do not want to come under the command of Odumin and his new form of government, stand down and do not resist. We will contact you with more details later.'

Those two messages were spread across the planet, and everyone that might want to revolt was told. Even some New Order supporters joined the resistance, because they did not want to join the new government.

OOC:to be continued. Sorry Arden, I have to post alot more before your next post, to make sense. Check High Command for details.

Gred then quickly ran to Oin's Docking Bay. When he arrived, he saw a Sentinel Shuttle waiting to take off. Oin was there.

"Gred, I have excellent news."

"What is it Oin?"

"I have secured the help of numerous friends. Also, those friends contacted their friends, who contacted their friends and so on. I just heard that we have tons of people that want to join the resistance. I even have gotten some donations of credits, passed up the chain. I managed to get a total of 4 million extra credits passed up the chain."

"4 million credits from various people?"

"Yep. 4 million credits. They are all really credit chips, so whoever you get the stuff from won't be able to complain about having to deal with banks."

"You have 4 million credits, in credit chips?"

"Yes. It is all loaded onto the shuttle already, in two backpacks. The backpacks are large, and stuffed, but you shoudl be able to handle them both. By the way, the shuttle isn't heavily armed, by it is modified to have a large cargo space, and a lot faster engines. You should be able to get to Azterri in no time at all."

"Excellent."

Gred quickly boarded the shuttle, and was quickly on his way to Azterri. Once he arrived, he walked over to a robo hack.

"Lucky Lukar's please."

"Yes sir."

The robo hack quickly took Gred to Lucky Lukar's. When he arrived, Gred qickly slipped the amount of credits he needed to pay into the robo hack, then walked into Lucky Lukar's. Lucky Lukar's was a small building, but it had a large area in the back, all flat, with various ships spread across it. Gred walked up to Lucky Lukar, who was a human.

"I'm looking to buy a large freighter, that can carry a lot of cargo, and it's cargo compartments are shielded against scans. Also, I wouldn't mind if it was armed."

"Well do I have the thing for you. A Battle Horn Transport. Modified, but it has it's original complement of weapons, thirty Laser Cannons. If that isn't big enough for you, then I can make a deal. I have another two Battle Horn Transports, similarily equiped, but they are slave rigged, and it would only take, oh let's say thirty minutes to rig the other Battle Horn,a dn attach them all together."

"And how much will this cost me?"

"Well, Battle Horns are sort of old, but it is custom work, so I'm thinking, oh three million."

"1.5 million, in credit chips."

"2.5 million, in credit chips."

2 million, in credit chips, payable now."

"Deal."

Gred handed over the credit chips.

Gred then walked out and caught another robo hack. This one took him to Will's Workshop. A large building, with many floors met his eyes. The ferracreet of th buidling was chipping, but Jan figured that after he made his large order that it wouldn't be a problem, Will would be able to buy a new building. Jan once again payed the robo hack, and then left. He walked into Will's Workshop, and was amazed at how much stuff there was. The main room had blasters, blaster rifles, flechette launchers, disruptors, light repeating blasters, heavy repeating blasters, grenade launchers, flamethrowers, repulsor sled, and more. Under each object was a number of how many they had in stock. Currently Will had 100 000 blaster rifles, 300 000 blaster pistols, 50 000 disrupter pistols, 75 000 light repeating blasters, 75 000 flechette launchers, 25 000 heavy repeating blasters, 25 000 grenade launchers and 50 000 repulsor sleds. He also had 350 000 sets of armor. And there were also 15 million C-22 fragmentation grenades.

"How much to buy all your blaster files, blaster pistols, disrupter pistols, light repeating blasters, flechette launchers, heavy repeating blasters, grenade launchers, repulsor sleds and sets of armor? Plus all your frag grenades?"

"4 million, deposited in my account in one month. You get the stuff in installments."

"1.5 million, credit chips, given to you in one month. I get it all now."

"3 million, credit chips, given to me in one month, you get it in two installments."

"2 million, payed now, credit chips, I get it all now."

"Deal."

"How much more to install the heavy repeating blasters and grenade launchers on the repulsor sleds. I want the work done as soon as possible?"

"I can get all my crew working on it and have it done in one hour, but it's going to cost you, 50 000 credits."

"Deal. I will transfer those credits to your account."

"Excellent. Since you are giving me the other business as well, I will give you 10 months to pay me my 50 000 credits."

Gred knew that those 50 000 credits would be coming out of his own pockets, but he had originally expected to have to pay for it all with his own money.

"Thank you. Is it possible for me to land three Battle Horn Transports on your roof, to take the stuff away?"

"Sure is."

"Great. I'll be back soon for my stuff, and I'll pack it while waiting for the repulsor sleds to be ready."

"Ok. I have some binary load lifters that will be able to help you."

Gred left, and took another robo hack back to Lucky Lukars. The slave rigged Battle Horn Transports were ready to be picked up, so he quickly flew them over to Will's Workshop. There he found that there were twelve binary load lifters waiting, with boxes labels with their contents stacked ina corner. He immediately assigned the load lifters to the first Battle Horn...

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Gred quickly walked downstairs, and found that he main room was almost empty. Thanks to Gred's new purchase, the whole collection had basicly been bought, and paid for. Gred wandered around until he found Will and his crew working on the repulsor sleds. They were in a huge room, and Gred estimated that there were about 1 000 workers working at it. They were half done the work, and they had only been at it for 25 minutes. At their current rate they would be done ten minutes early.

"This is very impressive Will."

"Thanks. We are working at about one thousand sleds per minute, which is good. I do have 1 000 workers on it though. We have a large maintance turbolift that goes to the roof from this room. We have the completed repulsor sleds near it, all we need to do is move them in."

"I can move some of them in."

"Thanks."

Gred quickly flew the completed repulsor sleds into the turbolift. He managed to fit a large amount of them into the turbolift, but it took him a long time. Then the turbolift began to rise to the roof. When he arrived at the top he saw that the first Battle horn was almost done. All but a few crates were loaded onto it. He quickly told eleven of the binary load lifters to start moving the repulsor sleds on the next Battle Horn. He estimated that it would take the remaining binary load lift one more trip to get rid of the boxes. Once the boxes were gone, Gred told the other load lifter to start on the repulsor sleds as well. Gred flew a few of them onto the Battle Horn, but then just moved them off the turbolift, so that he could go back downstairs. Once they were all off the turbolift, he took it back downstairs. 10 minutes had passed, and another 10 000 repulsor sleds were done. He loaded another one thousand onto the turbolift. Once he had loaded them all on, the remaining repulsor sleds had been outfitted. Will then hit a few more buttons. Ten more maintance turbolifts opened up. Each of the workers moved out so that there would be one hundred people per turbolift, moving repulsor sleds. Gred took the second load up, while the workers loaded the other ten turbolifts. Eventually all the repulsor sleds were loaded onto the Battle Horn Transports, and Gred was ready to go.

"Where can I go to fill up three Battle Horn transports, quickly?"

"Go to Happy Hal's. They can fill them up in a short time, and it shouldn't cost you a lot."

Gred quickly flew the Battle Horns to Happy Hal's, and he got them filled up. After transferring credits to Happy Hal, he flew the Battle Horn transports back to Tynna. There he was confronted with the Nova Stars. Gred quickly called the military and militia garrisons, plus people that he knew would revolt. Two messages spread across the planets once more.

'All citizens that wish to revolt, we have enough weapons for 350 000 people. Go to docking bay 9 and prepare to meet 3 Battle Horn transports full of weapons.'

'All military and militia personel that wish to revolt, prepare to start youyr revolt soon. We will broadcast the message, Operation Freedom, just those two words, when we are ready to revolt.'

Gred only hoped that a Galactic Coalition force would arrive soon so that he could get past the Nova Star's fleet...

The two Strike cruisers of the Nova Stars hung in formation with the rest of the mercenary fleet, roughly consisting of eleven other vessels. As the Galactic Coalition fleet exited hyperspace Joren Arden, sat in the command chair of his newly repaired flagship, the Victory-class Star Destroyer Tears of the Gods.

Other commanders would have preferred to sit and hide in larger vessels, more powerful ones, but Joren enjoyed the quiet strength of the Tears of the Gods. It's crew was one of the most experienced and veteren of the entire Coalition fleet. Joren had always mantained that it wasn't just the ship that could be a deciding factor in war... it was the crew as well.


"Status report?" Joren asked, not standing as was his usual custom.

"The Gunships are in position." Admiral Amer reported fro Joren's left.

Joren nodded, "Good. Have them form up in attack pattern alpha-nine and prepare to engage the enemy. And then open a channel to the Nova Stars vessels. I want to talk to their commander." He said.

"Channel open."

"My name is Joren Arden, of the Galactic Coalition. To whom am I speaking with?" He asked.

"This is Humin, I control the defense force of Tynna. You are violating restricted Tynnan-controlled space. Please leave immediately." A gruff Tynnan voice answered.

"I am afraid I cannot do that. I will ask you only once, stand down and surrender your ships. You and your force have been deemed a threat to the stability of the Coalition. And a distress call has been received from Tynna. We are here to help the people you are subjugating." Joren returned calmly.

Humin almost exploded with fury, and cut the channel. The Nova Stars vessels were already forming up for battle. Joren gave Amer the signal to attack and ten Corellian Gunships swooped down from a position above the Tears and drove straight through the Nova Star formation, splitting their ships up. The Gunships drove all the way throug, and began to attack the Battle Horn modified starfighter carriers.

This forced the rest of the Nova Star fleet to turn around and atack their harrassers in their rear. Joren gave a signal to the captain of the Tears and the Victory-class Star Destroyer charged forward, concussion missiles blazing.

The missiles struck the hardened shields and weakened them severely. A few of the disoriented Nova ships turned around to engage Joren's flagship. Then the Tears opened up with ion cannons, further weaking the shields of the Nova fleet.

Then he ordered the turbolasers to fire, destroying one Strike cruiser and dmaging two Nebulon-B cruisers. Joren cringed when he saw one of his Corellian gunships spin off toward Tynna, flaming.

Joren's eyes narrowed as another gunship went the way of the first. He turned to Amer.

"Redouble our attack. Destroy them."

Amer nodded and relayed the orders. Another Nebulon-B caught fire.

Humin apparently decided to abandon Tynna, and the battle. All of the Nova star ships abruptly turned, and redirected their entire fire on the Tears sending crashes and explosions through the ship. The bridge went dark, and Joren was thrown forward, crashing into a guardrail.

He felt darkness overcome him...


When he came to, three medical personell were hovering over him, with scanning equipment and bacta pads. He instantly sat up to where Amer was being treated for his own wounds, thankfully they weren't serious.

"Re....report..." He said weakly.

"The NovaStars managed to overpower us and escape into hyperspace. We did manage to trace their route though. They are headed for Kubindi."

"Kubindi?" Joren asked, swatting away one of the medics.

"Yes."

Kubindi was a former MCR world...

Joren sighed and allowed himself to be helped up, and taken to a bacta tank. He looked back at Amer.

"Secure the fleet,. in a few days I want to be standing on Kubindi's surface." He muttered and allowed himself to be taken away.