"Imperial rule huh? Last I checked, the Empire was destroyed." "It was, Captain. Cut to 8,000 Ships and confined to the core systems by the Mandalorians." "So what the hell is a small fleet doing over here?" "Unknown, Captain." "Send a representative to Clan Lok. We should figure out what the hell is going on." The Captain said, turning away from the screen. "And put the planet on alert Four. Warn any other Factions down there, and start pulling some reinforcements in. Ready to drop into The solar system at my signal." "Yes Captain." Of course, since the communication systems had been cut, the sith "Empire" hadn't heard any of this. This is more so you, the writer (Arbiter) will know that the dojo is prepared.