Artorigas stood at the bridge of the Victory Class Star Destroyer, an ancient relic of a time long past. It was lucky then that he and those Sith which came with him were only fighting pirates and nothing more, the 'Valiant' as the old markings called it would put little to no fight up against some of the more advanced ships of the FWA or Republic. But needs must and ancient relics such as this were the main source of fire power the Sith Order could field at this time. The forges at Exegol had barely begun to be powered on let alone begin the process of new powerful warships for his Kingdom and the Sith Order at large.
The blue lights of hyperspace disappeared as the Valiant returned to normal space, before them a small asteroid belt appeared. Already like ants storming from the nest the pirates began to launch ships to defend there home. "Power up the weapons, deploy the fighters." Artorigas called from his station by the main windows. New armour had still yet to be created for the Sith Noble so he wore just a military uniform, his hands clasped behind him as he stared out into the darkness between the stars.
All across the ship sirens began to call out, signalling action stations. Fighters were called to launch, weapons teams were warming up their turrets, damage control teams were at there stations and a big smile crept over Artorigas' face. He had always dreamed of leading a ship into combat such as this.
@Taz @Fantasy Liver