Alois sits atop a series of crates near his Lambda, the Corellian Hope, his eyes set on the starport around him. He's all too familiar with this port, and navigating it does not provide any serious problems for him. He takes in the faces of all those who pass by, to and from, going about their daily lives. Corellia was definitely a melting pot, one about to tip over and unleash who knows what upon the Empire and the galaxy. Alois intends to be at the center of it all and do what he must to achieve his goals. As a gust of wind blows by, Alois's eye catch someone in particular. To many, he's just like every other man on Corellia. To Alois, though, he's a former Master Sergeant in the Imperial Stormtrooper Legions and a one-time Royal Guardsman, the protectors of the Emperor. Maethor, here, o