Intergalactic Summit

Then we are in agreement! I don't like the "crush the Gallente" scenario, either!

That's the whole point of poisoning the blind guy and establishing a Krusual Khanate. If the Neffies leverage that good will they have earned through their treatment of Stark refugees into a rising profile within the Republic, while simultaneously retaining their cordial relations with Amarr, over time they shall inevitably become the dominant faction - and what is now the Republic would turn into an edgy version of the Kingdom (with a bunch of bitter Sebbies pouting in the corner).

If *that* were to happen, why... we might have actual peace between Republic and Empire.

Calamity! If Amarr no longer has to worry about the Republic, then it becomes Amarr and the State against the Gallente.

Calamity! If Amarr and the State crush the Gallente, away goes the pressure of Amarr's crucible and she stops being the only true meritocracy in New Eden.

Calamity! Consequently, the Krusual must rise from the blood and rage of the past to conquer the Republic outright and establish a glorious Khanate that stands against all of space. It is their time.



Yes, exactly!

Ssakaa...? What might you consider an appropriate name for an organization devoted to the Krusual Ascendency? I would hate to use a term that wasn't authentic.

I wish we were as united as you say. But i know a many matari clans out there who
give a flying slaver-poo on if or how the "reclaiming" progresses.

They strive for power, gems, influence and most of that outside of concord controlled space anyways.

Even the ushrakhan, once on the forefront of the freedom fight, have nowadays little interest into those matters.
Figthing for freedom instead of random-red-opponents (RRO's) would mean a reputation loss, with those they try to impress.

There is no UNITY really.

However, on the other side - even a single clan is enough to fend these slavers off.

This may be partially due to the fact, that a certain percentage of the amarr population
starts to grow up, modernise and perhaps lose interest into operation deliverance.
Even some of them think that peace has more profit, than war.

You would not be the first one to say that, even if they have been welcomed back into the Republic for several years now.

Why are people forwarding the sainted Republic into the entertainment here? Call me old-fashioned, but the tribes and clans are much bigger than this Republic we speak of.

A Krusualuu and Co. 'Khanate'. Hm, what is a Khanate, Ms Noh? If you mean a unique territory, there is already one if you close your eyes really tightly when you look at any cluster map .. Hjoramold, Traun, Nakugard, Uriok, Lanngisi, the wayward Barkrik (where Jamyl and her Weightwatchers group jointly harvest low-calorie foods but that's another long, unwholesome, tale) ... the one I can never recall off-hand, sorry Luna ... and out as faraway as Hror (so close) but there we bump into our burly Brutor friends' influence.

So, Ani, really. I'd stongly argue that Ani is right there in second place on the podium as being historically important to the Matar people after Pator itself, so no small achievement in its 'reclamation' by Krusual tribal shakers and movers. It's home and it's beautiful.

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Lyn Farel wrote:

"You would not be the first one to say that, even if they have been welcomed back into the Republic for several years now."

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At least in the above systems, nefantar aren't as welcome (they're villlifed obviously) as they might be in Heimatar, for very pointed and obvious reasons of that same historical nature.

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Edit edit: Drawing attention to this fine work, for the enjoyment of all. Well done indeed.

And I'd call you a very snazzy dresser, Halete. Very chic.

You're joking, right?

I know there's no arguing taste, but...

...Ug- ug- ugly, with a capital UG!

First intelligent thing you've said yet.

Of course, it couldn't possibly last:



I think the State might beg to differ.



Nope: He's useful where/as he is. It's all part our devious...Sinister*...plan, you'll see.

*Your "nick" for us during the occupation was quite well-chosen, after all. Wait'll us eebbil scawwy Sebbies show you just how!

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By the way, Noh, I've recently come into possession of a lovely bridge on New Caldari Prime--would you like to discuss purchase thereof? Best "mate's-rates," just for you!

I don't know about Khans. But you've reminded me, as you have, of 'Uncle' Kolvil Eifyr, obliquely, now you mention sleepers. He's one where you can fit a name to a face -and a princely face it is too. See, and please bear with, about... no, eight years ago now, my friend and I were out window shopping somewhere in one of Eram's labryinthine stations. Call it a day out, if you like.

Being waifs or strays as we were, we couldn't afford what we either of us coveted and in those days the idea of procuring a cheap set of electronic lockpicks or merely a conventional wiggle-waggle were things of the (near, admittedly) future. (I still maintain even today that a capsuleer, any capsuleer, without a wiggle-waggle is on a hiding to nothing. I mean, you never know when they're going to be jolly useful to have tightly taped to your upper arm, just in case a golden opportunity has roughly twenty seconds of gold remaining in it before you have to hoof it out of there).

Back to the tale. in my friend's case it was one of those then fashionable 'designer' swan-tail frocks that nobody would be seen dead in, today. In all honesty, this designer label scam is money for old rope, Gosakumori Noh and we should rightly spurn this consumer society in which humans are cursed to live. There, I've said it.

Really really back to the tale.

"I will have that dress", said she, with a steely determination, a false premise and with no legal means with which to acquire it. There was a sulk, a tearful moment and a bee in a bonnet and we all know how teenagers can be.

Suddenly, a big hullabaloo behind us, more faces, big sharp suits, busy grey men whose eyes darted here, there, everywhere. Among these was a dapper man who not so much excuded raw power but was the embodiment of it.

I don't know how it is when Jamyl embarks on her shopping sprees to buy a can of anti-perspirant or a tub of low-calorie yoghurt or two, but if you can entertain the notion, imagine that level of security with a tight menacing circle of very ugly people with a view to a kill. Very tense.

Anyway. Mr. Eifyr stoops ever-so-slightly, his keen eyes something like little twinkling stars in the vast universe that constitutes his Super-IQ mind, and says: "You shall have that dress and I'll brook no argument". Something like that. It wasn't any Krusual variant of language I could then identify but naked power has a language all of it's own, doesn't it.

To recap, then. She got the dress, I got nothing and he got a future employee for one of his many affairs and no, I have no idea what he now does for a past-time, him with his many talents and now I shall have to be constantly looking over my shoulder because I called Mr. Eifyr 'Uncle'. Afectionately, I do assure you.

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Luna wrote: What she wrote.

Luna Mori, you continue to amaze me. Please accept some of the praise that you rarely receive for your work for the people but is clearly due to you. Ani's Six Kin thanks you -that much you know -but allow me to express this publicly, here.

And who would you be?

Not going for the pelt, Noh?

You do know how to crush this simple Sebiestor's dreams.