[I do not need too lose weight. I am the correct weight for my size and species] The ageing Wookie warbled as he brushed himself down, steadying himself on his feet. He took a deep breath as he stretched out his arm, pulling an injector towards him with the force and then pressing it against his skin. It wouldn't fix him completely however it would do until he managed to get into a Kolto tank at least. Besides, he sensed that despite the sudden arrival of a Sith who claimed to be Emperor that this battle was near over, in which case the fort with the data core would not last that much longer. [Go and help my Padawan gather as much information as possible from the datacore. Do not attempt to decrypt or read it the now, just download it.] He waved the troopers off.as he limped forward slightly, taking a deep breath he took another step slightly more sure of himself as he did so. He took a deep breath, concentrating on the Force and those around. Casting his thoughts into orbit only carnage was left. He cut off from it quickly to ensure no-one noticed the brush with his mind. 

There was something stirring in the galaxy, and he shuddered to think about it. After all it had only been fifty years since the last real conflict had swept the galaxy.

[i]Will the galaxy ever know peace?[/i]

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[b]Crusade[/b]

[i]Fear. Pain. Hatred.[/i] He could feel them all, from the planet. From in orbit. It fuelled him, it gave him strength. Those weaklings in hiding didn't realise how [i]ready[/i] the galaxy was for the taking. However he would show them, by the time those cowards decided to show themselves [i]he[/i] will have asserted himself over the galaxy. The Jedi Order would be in ruins, those who refuse to turn would ultimately die, painfully of course in ways that would only cause more of their members to join him. Of course there would not be room for [i]all[/i] off them in his Crusading Empire. Though he could easily dispose of those who were off no use to him.

The troopers always needed more target practice after all, it was off no great loss to him. Ambition, greed. The two main powers of the galaxy would be its own downfall and hand it to him on a silver platter and would always ensure that he had new recruits to train and strengthen his grasp. Even now, while his mind was on the battle raging on the surface of Abridon he was focusing towards the future. Towards the first step in destroying the Jedi and their reputation, to do so would require cunning, timing and great skill. Each of these he had in abundance, and if any of those he was taking on this mission proved themselves worthy.

Well, they may find themselves becoming more powerful than they could ever imagine.