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Suddenly, whatever people was watched would be found interrupted as their screens showed a big man with white hair sitting on a throne, an image reminiscent of an event that happened long ago and that was relayed by an even bigger legend. The man's posture was relaxed, as he laid back and looked at the camera, wearing his armor save for the mask, as if wanting every single person in the galaxy to recognize who he was. Those that had watched the news recently would recognize him as Gareth Gin, the White Lion of Zaa Fenn, legend of Nar Shaddaa and, after recent events, the one that struck a great blow against the planet of Mon Cala.
A smile curled on his lips as he nonchalantly waved at the camera before leaning forward "People of the galaxy, the name's Gareth Gin, chances are you may have heard my name recently already, but if not, I am the man that orchestrated a great attack against the people of Mon Cal, I killed their people, I assasinated their leaders and I polluted their waters, simple as that." The Miralukan said as footage of the attack on Mon Cal would be shown, letting it just sink in before the camera went back at him.
"So, the reason I am currently referring to you all is simple: I intend to state my intentions." Gareth got up from the throne, his "eyes" never leaving the camera as he did, but the smile went away as he crossed his arms "I am a member of the Zaa Fenn, the champions of the people of the Outer Rim that live in our territories, we may be scoundrels and scum in the eyes of you "civilized people", but we do care about our people, we really do. Our troops are the main reason Nar Shaddaa hasn't been fully overrun, we killed the Hutt that caused so much pain to the galaxy with that blasted virus, we take justice into our hands for those that are abandoned by everyone else, just like the man that once led us did."
"But of course, ain't no rest for the wicked, now that our people are weakened by everything the galaxy has thrown as us, there are certain groups that, instead of giving us a hand, have decided to kick us while we are down. I am, of course, talking about the ISC, who declared war on us after an unfortunate incident" The Miralukan shook his head, opening his arms as he seemed to be in deep thought.
"You may be wonderin' just what this has to do with what we did Mon Cal, so I'll get straight to the point: It was a warning." The casual tone of voice was suddenly dropped as his voice resembled almost a growl, more menacing, more intense, changing the mood completely as he went for the statement "This is between the ISC and us, you join the fight...This happens to you, simple as that, we will do whatever's neccessary to protect our people." Gareth smiled once more, this time carrying it in a more terrifying, wild manner as his sole presence and the way he carried himself added to the intimidation factor "Let me reiterate once more that it was also just a warning, what I did to Mon Cal? I just used a few men and a couple ships for that, imagine what I could do if I actually used the resources I have at hand. Play nice, focus on the problems you have already and don't create more for yourself by joining stupid fights that won't have you gain anything, the galaxy is enough of a mess as it is, you don't want to rile us up to add to it, I promise...We'll be watching." And just like that, the holonet went back to normal, the message had been delivered, and the White Lion of Zaa Fenn was content.