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Fate of the Moffs
Topic Started: Oct 1 2013, 09:03 PM (189 Views)
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Three men stood before the large monitor. They whispered between each other. It had been months since they heard form their leader, and this disastrous turn of events left hem with little choice if they wanted to continue holding the reigns on at least a modicum of their power.

They still had no idea who, but one of the Moffs had attempted to seize the power and authority associated with the title of Grand Moff.

There were only bits and pieces of information. All contact, except for the most primitive of forms, had been severed, presumably on purpose, and the Legionaries turned on the Moffs. These three were only just able to regain control of their sectors. They knew not of the fates of their comrades, but they knew they were targets. They needed protection.

The screen turned on.

A single, well groomed man appeared sitting in his favorite chair drinking his favorite fine. "Gentlemen," he began, his voice and the reception both full of static. "How may I help you?"

The three Moffs introduced themselves as Moff Piett, Moff Tanbris, and Moff Kaut. Piett began "Margrave," I presume you are ignorant of the situation in the Sectors, but chaos has ensued."

The Margrave cocked an eyebrow. "Really, now? And I always thought of you Moffs as the pictures of stability." The Monarch's sarcastic tone had an effect on one of the men, but he suppressed it. "Nonetheless, what does that have to do with me?"

"Your highness, we require protection. We believe the Grand Moff has been systematically killing us off one by one, trying to purge the council of the traitor or traitors." Tanbris recited quickly.

Margrave von Lebus smiled. "My friends... You are aware of the feudal system that has kept my lands stable for generations. You know that for protection, I require and oath of fealty."

And so the Moffs swore their fealty to Adrian von Lebus, and so they were no longer Moffs. Duke would be the title that they would be so graciously granted. Their respective sectors were now lands of the Margraviate.

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