Darth Evandrus
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Arriving at a shipyard in a corvette probably didn't send too much of a message - but arriving at a shipyard in a corvette with a war carrier arriving alongside you was a little bit different. Again, it wasn't threatening so much as it was a quiet showcase of power. The corvette, a capital ship, was nothing but a glorified transport for the High Judge and his allies - the armed and armoured carrier being nothing more than a 'light' escort.
Appearances were often very important.
Dressed in his Sith armour, Evandrus had decided to go without his helmet on this occasion so that those he was dealing with would be able to visually confirm that it was him. Today he was working with a moff - Dwight - that he had personally brought into the fold as it were.
It was rather nice to see that the future of the Empire was not all Sith with their lightsaber drawn and lightning crackling between their fingers.
He nodded to the other Sith as The Skyward Sword docked with the shipyard.
"Dwight." he greeted the other man, "Ready to negotiate?"
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