Nicolás Cormond
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- Joined
- May 4, 2018
- Messages
- 120
- Reaction score
- 132
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At that point, he had only dug himself a deeper grave and hammered the final nail in his coffin. Now, the public could only see him as guilty, as the man who drove Brentaal onto the verge of destruction. His hope that this entire situation would blow over was woefully mistaken. Rather, the situation had blown up. Matters were made worse and tension sparked into life, then that spark turned into a blaze.
A war had began between Nicolás and Ergo Cormond, father and son. Although it was nothing like the war that now engulfed Alderaan, given the Senator well outnumbered and outclassed his father’s own defenses. Still, a battle needed to be won. Despite calls from all sides, his father refused to step down, desperately clinging to his influence when there was none. His son had already done enough to destroy it. Now, the only thing left to do was to break into his makeshift fortress and imprison him. Of course, Nicolás had no intention of seeing him rot in a cell or await a trial before some kangaroo court. For what he did, he demanded total retribution. He wanted death. And if his father was so willing to go to war to keep his power, then he figured he would resist every way, giving him a perfect excuse to put him out of his misery.
He stepped out from the shuttle and into a makeshift encampment beyond the reach of the facility. A duracrete wall that had not been there during his childhood was erected all around the home, staffed by two dozen guards at all times. Nicolás had a feeling there was far more within. In fact, he knew it. His father would have made sure to surround himself with loyal dogs, fearful of the idea that the small army waiting outside might break in at any second. Little did he know today would be that day. They had been trying to starve him out for more than a week now, preventing anything from coming in or out. To their surprise, he remained strong, stubborn, refusing to concede. A standoff had set in. Although the Senator was never one for waiting, nor was the Guild. They didn’t have the time any longer.
“Welcome, Senator Cormond.” An armored man nodded to the man, then upon noticing Numenius close behind him, bit back his surprise and did the same. “And Senator Pax. It’s an honor. Please, follow me. Commander Nadina is waiting.” The walk to the Commander was silent, awkward. Several soldiers provided by the Guild, volunteers from Brentaal and mercenaries aligned with the Republic stood about, offering either glares or respectful nods. It wasn’t long until the pair of men entered the side of the mountain that overlooked the encampment. Ruins of an old outpost from centuries ago. Inside, a woman surrounded by other armored men and advisors glanced from a holographic map and to the Senators.
“Senator Cormond— and Pax. Glad to see you both made it. Come, we have much to discuss.” She urged them to join her side. Meanwhile, Nicolás only nodded and answered. “Of course.” Then, he looked to Numenius and smiled, also glad he was here despite the risks.
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