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3rd Person
Some say conflict is inevitable.
Conflict, struggle, dispute...
The natural order of the galaxy is to hunt or be hunted; every Kaleesh warrior knows this.
Even within balance, there is death.
And yet, not all conflict can be deemed natural.
Nourished by the skeletal ribs of hunger and parched lips of thirst is the rot of every living being.
Fear, hate, avarice...
From the darkest depths of our internal strife comes a new, foul breed of conflict.
War.
Perhaps conflict is inevitable, perhaps not.
In the end, all we can do is choose our battles.
Choose what we fight for.
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From the bridge of a Venator-class Star Destroyer, a man stared down at the surface of Serenno, its lush green and brown hues beneath his boot.
His watchful eye governing every crevice, every crack.
...Every weakness.
The Venators were tens, roughly triple the standard fare he was accustomed to.
As for the Separatist forces...
Seven, maybe eight capital ships hovering within the ether of space.
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