Reports of the League and its activities,
Compiled by the Independent Research institute of Modern Affairs and Galactic Politics,
To those who shall not let our efforts go in vain,
Begin Transmission...
Tenth month, twenty sixth year after the Battle of Yavin
Bothawui falls before the combined task forces under the command of the mysterious Admiral Zurzach. Supported by the reserve forces of Admiral Megalo Boxers, Zurzach's task forces continues to ravage Bothan Space. The Cromwell Estate on Commenor is mysteriously damaged by unknown partisans. Lord Rahven, Prime Minister of Commenor and Chief Representative of the League of Commenor High Council declares the immediate crackdown on all anti-League activity. Officially declares the social rank of Oligarch into the League to represent the interests of each member state and organization within the League.
Eleventh month, twenty sixth year after the Battle of Yavin
The race of Bothans, Wookiees and Mon Calamari have been officially declared the Enemy of the League. Most Mon Calamari and Bothans have been executed on sceptical charges immediately, their property has been confiscated by the local Oligarchs. Wookiees on the other hand are shipped in unmarked bulk transports. There has as of yet been no news of their destination. Partisans and citizens with anti-league opinion have also been arrested throughout the League worlds, to be shipped by Galaxy Enforcement Regiment (GER) vessels to unknown destinations. GER rights and jurisdiction has been dramatically increased. This coincides with the recent overflow of Imperial Security Bureau Overseers and Enforcers appearing all over Imperial space. The two organizations both employ the same terminology for almost the same roles. Overseeing the actions of Officers and military personnel, as well as entering civilian organizations to ensure the continued upholding of morale and patriotism, loyalty and obedience to the State and League. Rumours of children prowling the streets of the League worlds at night abound. Considered a new Urban Myth, the number of random unsolved murders are increasing. All cases, victims are beggars, homeless, criminals and terrorists. Every incident is the same, with reportedly unlimited blood and gore.
Twelfth month, twenty sixth years after the Battle of Yavin
Broadcast corporations have been purged, the expression of speech is being restricted. Even our prestigious university has been warned to limit the level of free speech to its students. The Military and the local security forces have also been purged. This is a hypothesis, as there are no solid proof, but these purges are probably the continuation of the Zenos Administration's infancy. Many former Republic worlds have formally requested to join the League for various reasons. Those few who still maintain hostile stances with the League have been silenced by force. The number of volunteers to the armed forces are increasing. No longer do the recruitment offices crowd with idealistic freedom fighters, but the financially burdened and downtrodden in life. The Urban Myth has spread. Throughout the League, homeless and beggars have dissapeared from the worlds. Crime has decreased dramatically. Instead, these undesirables appear to be flooding into the armed forces or if they are organized enough, legalising their activities with the help of the Hutts. The League and Hutt space has made a deal, they appear to have been a treaty that simply states that Hutts are granted full immunity to act within League space provided that they are a proper, law-abiding business. Hutt crime syndicates have moved into League space by the dozen bringing in billions of credits and employment, under the guise of legal business. The League forces turn a blind eye to their activities. In return, Hutt space has opened to League merchants and criminal syndicates. Piracy is still banned and so the Hutts stay away from that in League space. But League forces often enter Hutt space escorting merchant convoys.
First month, twenty seventh years after the Battle of Yavin
The Purges seemed to have passed for now. The great majority of former Republic worlds have now fallen under the soverign jurisdiction of the League. New Oligarchs and old aristocracies have occupied the seats of power and corruption is rife. The GER have grown into a small army in its own right, with the assistance of the new Thrall Units, they crack down on civil unrest and disorder. Hundreds of higher education insitutions have been destroyed. Its faculty and students all either dead or arrested. There is a new Rebellion growing within League Space. While they lack any proper territory, they do have pockets of resistance against the GER and the League. There are also many neutral planets that used to be part of the Republic but did not join the League. Rahven of House Cromwell has not made any actions against them. It is still debatable how much control the League has over its member planets. Some like here on Commenor, they have absolute control. Others like Bothan space, they have absolute control through the fear of force. Bothan space has been culled of its population several times. Most citizens of Bothawui are comfirmed new colonists and the new Oligarchs. The League seems to be fair to all races save those black listed. Amongst the new Oligarchs are Twi'leks, Trandoshans, Hutts, near humans and other such beings. The Military is now one hundred percent loyal to House Cromwell. Even the battle groups in the fringe worlds have been flooded with those who know that their survival requires Lord Rahven's blessings. However, outside the Cities in most planets, control is weak. The local militias and Planetary Defence Forces are no better than thugs with military grade weapons. Most are criminals and murderers that went through some processing in special facilities set up by the League's forces. Their defiance and rebellious nature have all but gone, leaving obedient yet blood thirsty monsters in their wake.
Final Entry
They found out what we were doing here. I don't know how...but they still managed. It must have been that Isaac Cromwell fellow. A creepy youth in his early twenties, he was beautiful, of that there is no doubt. He had come to visit us and our research group. He seemed an ok fellow once you got close to him. He wore old aristocratic clothes, all black and white, as if he was in mourning. He had several medals and commemorations from the Pre-Empire era. Must have been one of those medals that can be passed down from generation to generation. He had long black hair and almost feminine features. He had a tendency to drink some black tablets every so often. He wore white gloves and carried a silver topped cane, looked like a pentacle held up by two flying serpents...But his eyes were what creeped me and my students out...They were black...not black as in dark...his pupils were actually black. No light seemed to come out of it. It looked like I was seeing into the void. He came to inspect what he termed as his investment, he then spoke to the students and then had a read over the research notes. Not the one here, this document was hidden away we showed him a decoy. But he asked for more. He seemed to know what we were doing, but we denied that we didn't have any other reports. Seemingly dissapointed and dissatisfied at the same time, he apologised and left. That was a week ago...One of my students...he was a pleasant boy. He killed everyone. He is burning this entire building down around me...This is my last entry. I am transmitting this out to all who can hear me. No doubt they would jamm the signal. But I won't let my work go unpublished. This is my research: The connections between the Empire, the New Republic, the Imperial Civil Strife of the Second Dawn incident, the Zenos administration, Taris and the rise of the League.
End Transmission...
Ministry Palace, Commenor
Lord Rahven looked over the after action reports. The Spy had done his work, and for that, he was to be rewarded. Immortality was his to receive. The transmission was indeed intercepted and jammed almost immediately. But there was a high probablity that many of the citizens of the League Worlds had received the transmission. The GER were working on it but the report was as truthful as it was dangerous. Many citizens would probably dismiss it as rebel propaganda. Many of them were tired of War and conflict. They would not risk losing their lives to an uncertain cause. But there were those who, as part of a Rebellion, would take heart in this and use this as a warning for what he was trying to do right now...Known Rebel strongholds had specifically received the transmissions directly, and unfortunately, a handful had completed before the jamming could commence. Speed was now of the essence.
Nodding to his aide who was ushering him to hurry, Lord Rahven allowed his servants to change his dress from his dark motif, to a more lighter one. Wearing a pristine white tunic with an eye and feathered wings motif, it came with a long skirt as if it was the lower half of a robe that came to his ankles. White boots and a white half cape that covered one shoulder and clipped over the other. He finished this with a white hat with the same red Eye and Golden Wings motif as the rest of his robe. Outside the Palace stood hundreds of thousands of citizens of Commenor, Soldiers, civil servants, Oligarchs, and countless banners of the League. Admiral Zurzach, Commander in Chief of All League Naval Forces stood to attention, and Commander Schultz Sarath Director of the Galaxy Enforcement Regiment saluted him in silence. The applause and revery fell into silence almost instantaneously as Rahven stood upon the podium. Broadcast throughout the Galaxy, on every channel, on every planet, the machinations of five years was coming to fruit.
"Citizens of the League of Commenor, Denizens of the Countless worlds of the Galactic Community, I am Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Prime Minister of Commenor and Chief Representative of the League of Commenor. These past years have been a strenuous one for all of us. War and Conflict, Hatred and Bloodlust, our very lives for over four decades have been overshadowed by the shade of Death and Destruction. Battlefleets roam the Galaxy to protect their citizens. Pirates and Criminals plague our very worlds. Power hungry witches and warlocks, practitioners of Sorcery they call the Force, plot the subjugation and enslavement of all non-force sensitives. In these dark times, we of Natural phisiology, We Naturals, fight amongst ourselves fighting over pieces of land, galactic dominance and personal gains. I see something wrong with that. It was not half a century ago, that the Galaxy was at peace. Unified by the will of the Senate of the Galactic Republic. But the Jedi whether they be called Sith, Shadow or Jedi Knight, destroyed this peace. Their greed for Power and Authority orchestrated the Clone Wars that ravaged our Galaxy! The Successor State of the Republic, the Empire, while mistaken in its ideals, by virtue of necessity took on the role of Evil to ensure that the Galaxy would be at peace once more.
But Mon Mothma, and those loyal to their Jedi Masters, took advantage of the resentent of the System that had failed to accomodate all races of the Galaxy in fairness, to form a Rebel Alliance and they began to push against the Empire. However, Governments born of Impure motives fall to corruption. Geherin Zenos, Our Beloved Duke, tried to save the New Republic that was born from the Rebellion. But they branded him traitor when in truth, Mon Mothma and her cohorts were the traitors. Fearing the loss of their priveledge and power, they attempted to use Military Force like the Empire to keep their position and kill my dear Uncle. To combat force, we must also resort to violence, and so, with great pain in our hearts, we crushed all who sought to murder us for their loss of power. Meanwhile, the Republic Remnant has blamed Geherin Zenos and us for orchestrating the murder of the Force Sensitives and the Jedi. When all evidence points to the Pirates and the Shadows. Rivalries within the same sect are not unheard of. While unfortunate, they lie and place blame upon us.
But let us all forgive them for now. They are no longer a threat. I have successfully managed to meet with their delegates, and I hereby have a declaration to make upon the League worlds. From this point onwards, what I am about to inform you all is the beginning of a bright future.
With the majority of the Oligarchs' support. I, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Prime Minister of Commenor and Chief Representative of the League of Commenor, hereby declare the Act of Union passed in the Chamber of Representatives. The League of Commenor, shall hereby declare a Union with the Galactic Empire, with His Imperial Majesty Emperor Toran the First as our Absolute Sovereign. Grand Vizier Locount Lazrus and the Imperial Ruling Council hereby accepts our requests to create a Dominion of the Empire. League Space shall hereby become a Dominion of the Empire and the Dominion shall adopt all Imperial Laws as its own, taking preference of Imperial Laws in case of a contradiction of Law. All League Armed forces shall hereby be automatically converted into the Imperial Armed Forces, no change in Ranks or chain of Command shall take place. An Imperial Governor shall be sent to the Dominion of Commenor's Capital, Commenor itself, and combined with the Chamber of Representatives, will form the main governing body of the Dominion."
As Rahven listed out the terms of joining the Empire, the League flags were burned where they flew, replaced swiftly with those of the Galactuc Empire. The Soldiers and Officers ripped off their League Uniforms to reveal Imperial Uniforms underneath. The civilians on the other hand appeared in shock, but their concerns were swept away by Rahven's final words.
"With the end of the League and the Destruction of all organized resistance that claimed to be the New Republic Remnant these past months, on behalf of His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Toran, I hereby declare the End to the fourty five years of the Galactic Civil War! With our sacrafice of a meager little Political Rights, We, the citizens of the League have hereby brought Peace to a large portion of the Galaxy! While Pirates, Force Cultists, and partisans may still exist, the Galactic Civil War is now Over. Let Peace, Prosperity and Order descend upon this Galaxy under the Benevolent rule of the Galactic Empire!"
Compiled by the Independent Research institute of Modern Affairs and Galactic Politics,
To those who shall not let our efforts go in vain,
Begin Transmission...
Tenth month, twenty sixth year after the Battle of Yavin
Bothawui falls before the combined task forces under the command of the mysterious Admiral Zurzach. Supported by the reserve forces of Admiral Megalo Boxers, Zurzach's task forces continues to ravage Bothan Space. The Cromwell Estate on Commenor is mysteriously damaged by unknown partisans. Lord Rahven, Prime Minister of Commenor and Chief Representative of the League of Commenor High Council declares the immediate crackdown on all anti-League activity. Officially declares the social rank of Oligarch into the League to represent the interests of each member state and organization within the League.
Eleventh month, twenty sixth year after the Battle of Yavin
The race of Bothans, Wookiees and Mon Calamari have been officially declared the Enemy of the League. Most Mon Calamari and Bothans have been executed on sceptical charges immediately, their property has been confiscated by the local Oligarchs. Wookiees on the other hand are shipped in unmarked bulk transports. There has as of yet been no news of their destination. Partisans and citizens with anti-league opinion have also been arrested throughout the League worlds, to be shipped by Galaxy Enforcement Regiment (GER) vessels to unknown destinations. GER rights and jurisdiction has been dramatically increased. This coincides with the recent overflow of Imperial Security Bureau Overseers and Enforcers appearing all over Imperial space. The two organizations both employ the same terminology for almost the same roles. Overseeing the actions of Officers and military personnel, as well as entering civilian organizations to ensure the continued upholding of morale and patriotism, loyalty and obedience to the State and League. Rumours of children prowling the streets of the League worlds at night abound. Considered a new Urban Myth, the number of random unsolved murders are increasing. All cases, victims are beggars, homeless, criminals and terrorists. Every incident is the same, with reportedly unlimited blood and gore.
Twelfth month, twenty sixth years after the Battle of Yavin
Broadcast corporations have been purged, the expression of speech is being restricted. Even our prestigious university has been warned to limit the level of free speech to its students. The Military and the local security forces have also been purged. This is a hypothesis, as there are no solid proof, but these purges are probably the continuation of the Zenos Administration's infancy. Many former Republic worlds have formally requested to join the League for various reasons. Those few who still maintain hostile stances with the League have been silenced by force. The number of volunteers to the armed forces are increasing. No longer do the recruitment offices crowd with idealistic freedom fighters, but the financially burdened and downtrodden in life. The Urban Myth has spread. Throughout the League, homeless and beggars have dissapeared from the worlds. Crime has decreased dramatically. Instead, these undesirables appear to be flooding into the armed forces or if they are organized enough, legalising their activities with the help of the Hutts. The League and Hutt space has made a deal, they appear to have been a treaty that simply states that Hutts are granted full immunity to act within League space provided that they are a proper, law-abiding business. Hutt crime syndicates have moved into League space by the dozen bringing in billions of credits and employment, under the guise of legal business. The League forces turn a blind eye to their activities. In return, Hutt space has opened to League merchants and criminal syndicates. Piracy is still banned and so the Hutts stay away from that in League space. But League forces often enter Hutt space escorting merchant convoys.
First month, twenty seventh years after the Battle of Yavin
The Purges seemed to have passed for now. The great majority of former Republic worlds have now fallen under the soverign jurisdiction of the League. New Oligarchs and old aristocracies have occupied the seats of power and corruption is rife. The GER have grown into a small army in its own right, with the assistance of the new Thrall Units, they crack down on civil unrest and disorder. Hundreds of higher education insitutions have been destroyed. Its faculty and students all either dead or arrested. There is a new Rebellion growing within League Space. While they lack any proper territory, they do have pockets of resistance against the GER and the League. There are also many neutral planets that used to be part of the Republic but did not join the League. Rahven of House Cromwell has not made any actions against them. It is still debatable how much control the League has over its member planets. Some like here on Commenor, they have absolute control. Others like Bothan space, they have absolute control through the fear of force. Bothan space has been culled of its population several times. Most citizens of Bothawui are comfirmed new colonists and the new Oligarchs. The League seems to be fair to all races save those black listed. Amongst the new Oligarchs are Twi'leks, Trandoshans, Hutts, near humans and other such beings. The Military is now one hundred percent loyal to House Cromwell. Even the battle groups in the fringe worlds have been flooded with those who know that their survival requires Lord Rahven's blessings. However, outside the Cities in most planets, control is weak. The local militias and Planetary Defence Forces are no better than thugs with military grade weapons. Most are criminals and murderers that went through some processing in special facilities set up by the League's forces. Their defiance and rebellious nature have all but gone, leaving obedient yet blood thirsty monsters in their wake.
Final Entry
They found out what we were doing here. I don't know how...but they still managed. It must have been that Isaac Cromwell fellow. A creepy youth in his early twenties, he was beautiful, of that there is no doubt. He had come to visit us and our research group. He seemed an ok fellow once you got close to him. He wore old aristocratic clothes, all black and white, as if he was in mourning. He had several medals and commemorations from the Pre-Empire era. Must have been one of those medals that can be passed down from generation to generation. He had long black hair and almost feminine features. He had a tendency to drink some black tablets every so often. He wore white gloves and carried a silver topped cane, looked like a pentacle held up by two flying serpents...But his eyes were what creeped me and my students out...They were black...not black as in dark...his pupils were actually black. No light seemed to come out of it. It looked like I was seeing into the void. He came to inspect what he termed as his investment, he then spoke to the students and then had a read over the research notes. Not the one here, this document was hidden away we showed him a decoy. But he asked for more. He seemed to know what we were doing, but we denied that we didn't have any other reports. Seemingly dissapointed and dissatisfied at the same time, he apologised and left. That was a week ago...One of my students...he was a pleasant boy. He killed everyone. He is burning this entire building down around me...This is my last entry. I am transmitting this out to all who can hear me. No doubt they would jamm the signal. But I won't let my work go unpublished. This is my research: The connections between the Empire, the New Republic, the Imperial Civil Strife of the Second Dawn incident, the Zenos administration, Taris and the rise of the League.
End Transmission...
Ministry Palace, Commenor
Lord Rahven looked over the after action reports. The Spy had done his work, and for that, he was to be rewarded. Immortality was his to receive. The transmission was indeed intercepted and jammed almost immediately. But there was a high probablity that many of the citizens of the League Worlds had received the transmission. The GER were working on it but the report was as truthful as it was dangerous. Many citizens would probably dismiss it as rebel propaganda. Many of them were tired of War and conflict. They would not risk losing their lives to an uncertain cause. But there were those who, as part of a Rebellion, would take heart in this and use this as a warning for what he was trying to do right now...Known Rebel strongholds had specifically received the transmissions directly, and unfortunately, a handful had completed before the jamming could commence. Speed was now of the essence.
Nodding to his aide who was ushering him to hurry, Lord Rahven allowed his servants to change his dress from his dark motif, to a more lighter one. Wearing a pristine white tunic with an eye and feathered wings motif, it came with a long skirt as if it was the lower half of a robe that came to his ankles. White boots and a white half cape that covered one shoulder and clipped over the other. He finished this with a white hat with the same red Eye and Golden Wings motif as the rest of his robe. Outside the Palace stood hundreds of thousands of citizens of Commenor, Soldiers, civil servants, Oligarchs, and countless banners of the League. Admiral Zurzach, Commander in Chief of All League Naval Forces stood to attention, and Commander Schultz Sarath Director of the Galaxy Enforcement Regiment saluted him in silence. The applause and revery fell into silence almost instantaneously as Rahven stood upon the podium. Broadcast throughout the Galaxy, on every channel, on every planet, the machinations of five years was coming to fruit.
"Citizens of the League of Commenor, Denizens of the Countless worlds of the Galactic Community, I am Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Prime Minister of Commenor and Chief Representative of the League of Commenor. These past years have been a strenuous one for all of us. War and Conflict, Hatred and Bloodlust, our very lives for over four decades have been overshadowed by the shade of Death and Destruction. Battlefleets roam the Galaxy to protect their citizens. Pirates and Criminals plague our very worlds. Power hungry witches and warlocks, practitioners of Sorcery they call the Force, plot the subjugation and enslavement of all non-force sensitives. In these dark times, we of Natural phisiology, We Naturals, fight amongst ourselves fighting over pieces of land, galactic dominance and personal gains. I see something wrong with that. It was not half a century ago, that the Galaxy was at peace. Unified by the will of the Senate of the Galactic Republic. But the Jedi whether they be called Sith, Shadow or Jedi Knight, destroyed this peace. Their greed for Power and Authority orchestrated the Clone Wars that ravaged our Galaxy! The Successor State of the Republic, the Empire, while mistaken in its ideals, by virtue of necessity took on the role of Evil to ensure that the Galaxy would be at peace once more.
But Mon Mothma, and those loyal to their Jedi Masters, took advantage of the resentent of the System that had failed to accomodate all races of the Galaxy in fairness, to form a Rebel Alliance and they began to push against the Empire. However, Governments born of Impure motives fall to corruption. Geherin Zenos, Our Beloved Duke, tried to save the New Republic that was born from the Rebellion. But they branded him traitor when in truth, Mon Mothma and her cohorts were the traitors. Fearing the loss of their priveledge and power, they attempted to use Military Force like the Empire to keep their position and kill my dear Uncle. To combat force, we must also resort to violence, and so, with great pain in our hearts, we crushed all who sought to murder us for their loss of power. Meanwhile, the Republic Remnant has blamed Geherin Zenos and us for orchestrating the murder of the Force Sensitives and the Jedi. When all evidence points to the Pirates and the Shadows. Rivalries within the same sect are not unheard of. While unfortunate, they lie and place blame upon us.
But let us all forgive them for now. They are no longer a threat. I have successfully managed to meet with their delegates, and I hereby have a declaration to make upon the League worlds. From this point onwards, what I am about to inform you all is the beginning of a bright future.
With the majority of the Oligarchs' support. I, Lord Rahven of House Cromwell, Prime Minister of Commenor and Chief Representative of the League of Commenor, hereby declare the Act of Union passed in the Chamber of Representatives. The League of Commenor, shall hereby declare a Union with the Galactic Empire, with His Imperial Majesty Emperor Toran the First as our Absolute Sovereign. Grand Vizier Locount Lazrus and the Imperial Ruling Council hereby accepts our requests to create a Dominion of the Empire. League Space shall hereby become a Dominion of the Empire and the Dominion shall adopt all Imperial Laws as its own, taking preference of Imperial Laws in case of a contradiction of Law. All League Armed forces shall hereby be automatically converted into the Imperial Armed Forces, no change in Ranks or chain of Command shall take place. An Imperial Governor shall be sent to the Dominion of Commenor's Capital, Commenor itself, and combined with the Chamber of Representatives, will form the main governing body of the Dominion."
As Rahven listed out the terms of joining the Empire, the League flags were burned where they flew, replaced swiftly with those of the Galactuc Empire. The Soldiers and Officers ripped off their League Uniforms to reveal Imperial Uniforms underneath. The civilians on the other hand appeared in shock, but their concerns were swept away by Rahven's final words.
"With the end of the League and the Destruction of all organized resistance that claimed to be the New Republic Remnant these past months, on behalf of His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Toran, I hereby declare the End to the fourty five years of the Galactic Civil War! With our sacrafice of a meager little Political Rights, We, the citizens of the League have hereby brought Peace to a large portion of the Galaxy! While Pirates, Force Cultists, and partisans may still exist, the Galactic Civil War is now Over. Let Peace, Prosperity and Order descend upon this Galaxy under the Benevolent rule of the Galactic Empire!"
