**Taoshe**
_"Forgive us our ignorance, who is this superior we are speaking with?."_ echoed around in one of he officers heads as he stared down at the planet. He was in an almost trance like state as he watched the sun slowly rise over the rather large mountains. It had been months since he last was home and seeing Taoshe in all of her glory was almost overwhelming for the junior officer. Not wanting to be rude, he quickly snapped out of his trance and turned to face the Lorca with a melancholy half smile. “ That is Valag Timonus, he is the current leader of our nation. You are in for quite a treat if he is here, I hear his family distills some of the finest brandy known to the planet and maybe even the sector.” he said nodding his head towards Velka and Valag. This caught the attention of the pair who slowly walked over to join the group by the window.
“ It is my understanding that the Eternal Union has special abilities outside the realm technology. Their shield strength is something I have never seen before but remains resistant to nuclear EMP and heavy weapons strikes. In our tongue we would describe this as ‘sorrcel’ or sorcery, but this is disputed amongst my scientists and analyst. I however believe that sorcery is exactly what it is, this universe is to large to not find something completely out of the ordinary”. Valag stopped for a moment as he realized he never introduced himself. He was used to people simply knowing who he was, the burden of being stuck on the core planets for too long. “ I apologize for my manners, I am Valag Timonus, Leader of the Septonian Concordant, heir to the Septonius family and former commander of the veteran 9th marine legion.” he said giving the Lorca file a crisp military salute.
“ I want to train my soldiers and marines to effectively combat this sorcery, so that they can confidently and routinely defeat it. We have suffered some embarrassing losses to these Iscandarians due to sorcery, and I believe the solutions is training and research”. Valag finally finished as he looked looked out over the planets horizon for a moment before meeting the Lorca’s faceplate again. The weight of the defeats weighed heavy on his shoulders, it was obvious on his face. He almost looked sad if not a little detached from his true emotions but remained stoic, per Aradite custom.
**Icarus( Now over Taoshe)**
The captain shook his head as he stole a glance down towards the planet before turning to address the Terran diplomat. " Just be sociable, my people love to talk. Answer questions, drink what is given to you
and you should be fine."
( lets just pick it up on the ground, we will all meet by the exit to the space elevator)