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Re: Sith Temple
*The irises of his mqaaq'it glimmered faintly with spectral rays of cobalt illumination, a sign that his curiosity had been peeked. He allowed his gaze to shift from Bacca for a moment and over to Xeonon, unfamiliar with the man himself though recognizing him for the human that he was. The dark purple eye sacs beneath his mqaaq'it pulsed as he continued.*
"Good." *He rasped.* "Then we can resolve this matter directly. As I am certain you are already aware, a Praetorite fleet commanded by myself is currently situated along the border of this system. I intended to pillage this world, your world..." *He admitted.* "...for resources and slaves, though I had not expected such resistance. My priorities have now changed in lieu of these events, and so I find myself before you seeking a formal truce. An engagement between our fleets would benefit neither of us."
*He held the Warlord's stare, crossing his arms of his chest and monitoring the human beside Bacca with his peripherals.*

