Though the planet was an Ecumenopolis, billions of people lived and worked here Lianna was known less for her own history or merit but that of one of its only big exports. The TIE fighter, Lianna was home to the headquarters of Sienar and Sienar-Jaemus Fleet systems, the renowned Starship designer who created some of the most iconic Starfighters to have flown battles across the galaxy for the last two centuries. It was a strange thought even to Artorigas that a planet so large as this and so close to the centre of Sith space, he had never heard of. His end goal was now in sight, only a few of the last pieces were needed and one resided here on Lianna it seemed.
"This is control 9919 of Starport Valles. 'Wyvern' you have clearance to land on pad twelve." Artorigas flicked the switch to his right opening his own comn channel back. "Received Control 9919, we are heading in now." They had made a slow decent from orbit, after dropping out of hyperspace they had sent their request down that two Sith wished to meet with the head of Sienar Fleet Systems. They had not said their exact reasoning or divulged that both Artorigas and the women who travelled with him were only Acolyte's among the Sith Eternal, but that was not something they needed to know. Only that Sith wished to meet with the head of the company, a request like that would get most on edge so it seemed their meeting had been pushed through rather quickly.
Guiding the ship through the traffic of the planet, he spotted landing pad twelve and shifted the stick to the right to guide it in, nearby he spotted what appeared to be a pair of test models for new fighters sat on pads full of engineers and scientists roaming across them like ants. Cydric sat next to him in the pilot seat flicking a few switches as they neared the pad, a low hiss signalled the extending of the landing gear as they glided in on their final approach. Twisting at the last moment to arrive butt first into the pad the Wyvern touched down. They all felt the slight bump as the shock absorbers took the weight of the transport from the engines, once the bounce had finished the pair began flicking more switches, nobs and dials powering down the ship. "Do a quick diagnostic whilst you wait Cydric, she felt a little choppy coming out of hyperspace back there." Artorigas said as he unbuckled himself from the seat and headed back from the cockpit into the living areas behind.
Like many other Lantillian Transports, the Wyvern had been kitted out for luxury, the ship was originally the primary mode of off world transport for the House of Wessex before Artorigas commandeered it for his own transportation. His father was initially extremally unhappy with this and had demanded it be returned at once, but his uncle had eased it over with him. Explaining that it got Artorigas out of the way flying around in the ship so his father and uncle could run the family easier without him. Artorigas was sure his father was on to his Sith secret but he could not be a hundred percent until he finally made his move. In the middle of the quarters was a rather luscious looking living area, two L shaped sofas, a coffee table, bar and small kitchen area. Enough for anyone to be able to relax whilst on a long journey, off from the main quarters were four bedrooms, the two towards the front were occupied by himself and Cydric respectively leaving the two double bedrooms at the back for any passengers, though mostly it was just the pair of them travelling.
Like the gentleman he was, he had offered his fellow Sith transport from the centre of Sith space...
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