I have awoken.


Its a funny thing, to watch all that you create collapse around you, to go from a super power to hiding in obscurity, after a long sleep to wake, and see the ruins of our once great Alliance picked over and discarded humbles the soul, however on the ash there is a subtle and gentle ember of hope, the possibility of another future greater than before... we are the pheonix rising, we are the shining star for the oppressed, and we are the answer to the prayer of the down trodden capsuleer.

It will take blood sweat and iron, but the Imperial Directorate will rise from the ashes and reclaim its place in the stars once again.


This is my vow for I am the Directorate Le Etat cest moi.




Lominicus
Regent Of the Imperial Directorate