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History of Imperia Tiberius

Two guilds established the city: Black Star Guard and THE ORDER.

THE ORDER was and remains a very mysterious yet friendly guild. They had many secret ceremonies and experimented with forces unkown to the average person. They kept a beautiful avenue going south from city hall that was decorated with several gardens, a fire pit which was dedicated as the "Eternal Flame of THE ORDER", their guildhall, and a theatre designated as a Monestary.

Black Star Guard [BSG] was the rest of the city and they were the backbone of the city. Among it's ranks was Vall Ion, the trusted Architect of the city. The emperor had plans for his Black Star Guard and he ordered the members to spread his might throughout the galaxy. Vall, however was to start up a new outpost near the city. He recruited several new imperials and created Black Star Legion.

SYR moved into Tib after their own city met with an early demise. They took to the North end of town and established their guild hall and surrounded it with the residences of their members. Their leader, Nemmo, held the band together and forged a sister guild to Black Star. Together the two all but removed the rebel presence from Lok.

Vall Ion and Valion

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EventNews - 2:08 PM PDT | Posted By: Issele

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During our Galaxies infancy, when the first ships took to the stars, Coruscant became the popular planet. It being in a rather centralized location to the few worlds with space-faring people, Coruscant was ideal to offer a thriving trade world. Coruscant location would also place itself in center of five major shipping lanes. It is here in this environment that the son of a Retired Admiral would grow up to become an Admiral in his own right. If anyone were to ever want to define a good leader, they would only have to look upon this man and list his good qualities. It is with pleasure that I can bring you his story. His name is Admiral Vall Ion .

The InterviewFrom mundane to Admiral…

Issele: Share about your childhood and growing up on Coruscant.

Admiral Vall Ion: My childhood was fairly mundane, I suppose as normal as an Admiral's son could have in the Empire. I am the younger of two brothers; my father was a Destroyer Captain in the Republic's Navy during the Clone Wars and soon promoted to Admiral in the early days of the Empire. My mother was a Senator's Maiden and my brother and I grew up in the newly formed Imperial Districts of Corucsant. After both of their retirements from service to the Republic and later the Empire, they opened a small café down near the Imperial Palace.

I worked with my cousin and brother as a child in the café, doing dishes and serving customers. But mostly I had a life of ease, good education and for the most part happiness growing up. I was always in my older brothers' shadow though, always second to him. When he was celebrated for being so good at everything, faster then everyone and eventually left for the Academy. I knew then, I had to out due him. Some thought he was in touch with the Force, I thought they were all crazy, till I found out differently.

I was bored living at home; I spent a lot of time at the docks working on ships as a young man with a couple buddies though. We hung around the star port cantina listening to stories or sitting cramped in some tight space of a ship with several of the local pilots and maintenance Droid fixing various … things. I eventually convinced my father to let me attend flight training and got a job not long after my brother had left. I was flying transports around the Imperial District ferrying high-ranking Imperials all over the place. It was a fantastic job for a young kid! I loved most listening to the politics, the strategy. I learned a lot; I started reading up on politics all over the quadrant. Maybe that is where I got my political mindset that carried me so far through the Empire. But looking back on those days before I enlisted, that was the life. I was young, free and invincible. I even enjoyed entertaining some of the mistresses and maidens on those flights as a young cocky pilot. Especially when I started ferrying long-range shuttles between systems, some of those flights were long, and a young man needed entertainment, right? Issele: How did you meet your wife?

Admiral Vall Ion: None of those women ever compared to one woman I met not long after gaining my commission and first couple of promotions. The day I met her, I sank and let me tell you, and she was intoxicating. Her perfume was uplifting; her curves made me dizzy from admiring her. She had a fire … or still has that fire that scared me and still does. But the way she looked at me, I was going to marry that girl one-day, I just knew it. I met Neemo Oeped not long after the Great Lokian Wars. She is a half Zabrak and Human woman living on the then devastated planet of Lok. We met in Tiberius on Lok not long after I was stationed there. We started running into each other, going on hunts or missions together. At some point, we started sitting in the city watching the red moonrise, almost every night. I knew that first time we sat quietly watching that moonrise; she sat between my knees letting me play with her hair. I had fallen totally in love with her. We had to keep our relationship a secret though, I was the Imperial military figure rebuilding a city and taking over a planet and she was running a small time guild of hunters. One night I asked her to marry me, and that was that. I knew then, I had found my other half … that seems so long ago. Issele: What happened to your brother?

Admiral Vall Ion: My brother left during the time I was ferrying Senators all around the Core Systems. I had failed on my Academy applications and really disappointed my family. After all, how dare an Admiral's son not make an Academy appointment! I did however refused an acceptance due to my fathers standing with the Empire. For some reason, it just didn't sit right with me.

I was becoming happy settling into just being a pilot and thinking of taking my credits and a duffel bag and hitting the spaceports to work my way out to Corellia and maybe one day Nar Shadda or Nal Hutta. I even ran across a job posting for a pilot job out in some system … called Ylesian! Some religious retreat if I remember. Evidently some Corellian got the job, so I headed to Tatooine landing in Bestine.

We received word my brother had been killed. At that point he and a unit called Black Star Guard had built a city called Tiberius after loosing The Battle of Order Ridge outside of Theed on Naboo. Three detachment head quarters went down after two weeks of fighting off seven Rebel garrisons, they moved to some back water nowhere world called Lok and he was also running the new cities militia forces. He was an up-and-coming Major at the time and had received an assignment to Genosis where there was word of a project being moved to one of the Century moons or something. Rebels attacked his convoy and he was thought lost, killed. I promised I would take his place in the ranks to my father, so I enlisted to be a Storm Trooper. To make a long story short, I enlisted in Bestine and eventually hooked on with an outfit on Lok called Shadow Squadron. Come to find out they were in a city right next to where my brother had been stationed, thinking I could find out more about what happened to him, I took the assignment and left for Lok.Issele: Why did you choose you the Imperial Navy?

Admiral Vall Ion: While most of the planet was recovering from the Great Lokian Wars, I had as previously mentioned taken an assignment on Lok. From my brothers stories of the time before he went missing, there were massive battles between cities there, I'll get into that maybe some other time. But Tiberius was hit hard, most of the city destroyed, bases gone. The Empire was not getting any officers who would take the assignment to rebuild Tiberius; so, I took a chance and volunteered to take that assignment. I received a field commission and was given orders by Bestine Command to rebuild Tiberius and Black Star.

So taking my brothers memory, I rebuilt it eventually becoming the largest and most lethal Imperial Unit in the Outer Rim. I lead the way in rebuilding one of the oldest cities on Lok and turned her into one of the premiere Imperial complexes in the Outer Rim.

That day I received my commission I rode a Kaadru of all creatures around Tiberius and the adjacent Imperial Outpost we were guarding, I visited a couple cities, just watching people. I caught a flight to Mos Eisley and just people watched alone walking the streets or sitting over a pitcher of Corellian Ale. That is where I decided I would do what I could for the people of the Empire; there was so much going on. So much heartache, agony and suffering along the Outer Rim. If I could do my part to restore honor to the Empire, I would.

I promoted fast, stayed at the rank of Commander for a long while turning down several chances to gain rank and climb the beaurocratic ladder like so many others had. I was playing a different political game then the rest, maybe from the things all those Senators and others taught me on shuttle flights. One example of that success was the "cold war" against the cities of Europa. In one of my more risky moves, I united Nym's, Rebels, Neutrals and Imperials against Europa. They no longer exist. But I earned the political capital I needed from that event to do whatever I wanted and needed to put a stranglehold on the Rebellion along the Outer Rim, and we did just that. But I hated those officers that gained power by being self-absorbed and practically promoting themselves giving themselves whatever title they thought sounded good. I earned mine the right way, the old way. I was promoted from those around me, from my peers and other unit commanders. Issele: When did you make Admiral?

Admiral Vall Ion: I guess I was promoted to the rank of Admiral due to my effectiveness in the field of battle, securing Lok from the Rebellion and holding Nym at bay as well as winning Tatooine before its recent fall to the Rebellion and Hutts. Maybe it was due to the political game I played: such as all of the cities with the Imperial tag were a result of my work. Most Mayors didn't know where that came from they just followed suite as good Imperials would. Some say I was promoted by my peers to the rank of Admiral for securing the funding for deployment of new and upgraded TIE Fighters into the Outer Rim and beginning the current space campaign in the galaxy. No sooner did the Empire open up space to the galaxy; I knew something had to be done to give the Empire a foothold. I lead the way for the fleet to begin massive battles against the Rebels. Black Star led attacks across our quadrant and many others as soon as possible. The massive space battles that took place and still do galaxy wide are partially a result of my work. Another production of those campaigns in space was the formation of the 121st Fighter Wing, I am proud that my efforts very indirectly led to some of the very best pilots I have ever seen to date taking over that role of dominating space for the Empire.

I guess I just look at all of that stuff, the promotions, medals as not what I consider most important. The most important part of those achievements are that I attained positions that allowed me to help our citizens, take the best care of my troops and city as I could and uphold the values of a stable government on Lok and restore honor to the Empire.

I cannot take credit for much in the long run, I freely hand that credit to officers like Captain Ledo'mo, Commander Cowski, Commander Ryalia Losan, Lieutenant Pantherossk, our Lokian Imperial Governor Tanda R'tanda, Special Agent Maray Mebak and her sister Graay Mebak, Command Master Chief Thiga, Doctor Susie, Sergeant Rad'ge and so many others. And I am but one example of the old time Imperial Commander's who should be interviewed, but I deserve no real credit for any of the above. It was the officers, the rifleman, the pilots and medics who did all of that.

I simply charted the course for our ship, the rest just happen to follow me. I guess I was just lucky.

Issele: Tell about the rise of Black Star.

Admiral Vall Ion: Well, as I said we thought we had lost my brother. So, after volunteering to take a role to help rebuild Tiberius, where my brother Valion had been so influential. They granted me a field promotion to the rank of Ensign falling under the command structure in Bestine. They wanted me to start up a totally new unit, but after doing a lot of research I requested permission to re-commission Black Star who had fought in the Great Lokian Wars against NYC, Galib, CDC and I think the rest of the Rebellion. They fought with REIGN, AT-ST, SAS and so many other great Imperials. The High Command in Bestine granted the re-commissioning; so Black Star Legion was formed under my banner. And the funding was given to build the largest and most lethal Imperial force in the entire Outer Rim since the heavy days of the 488th LED.

We held that honor for a long time, no one since has been able to hold Nym back and single handedly defeat the Rebellion in the Outer Rim as well as securing two planets. We controlled the Lokian System and kept the Rebellion in pure silence on Tatooine. There were battles, especially in Bestine and Anchorhead, but I considered that my block of sand and I was responsible for its safety.

Since Black Star Legion's fairly recent full decommissioning about four or five months ago, the Empire has lost the Outer Rim to the Rebellion and the Hutts. Most unfortunate … there is a new unit that still carries the Black Star name, Black Star Alliance. But they aren't like Black Star of old; it seems my units' legacy is in the Supply Corps now. Again … most unfortunate.Issele: Which battle stands out to you the most?

Admiral Vall Ion: There are so many, some seem like a blur now. The countless battles at Nym's, Anchorhead, Bestine and nameless places. Ones like O peration Overlord, the Corellian Firebase and Operation Rolling Thunder where the entire Empire fought side by side. Then there were the countless smaller skirmishes defending the streets of Theed, Bestine or Mos Eisley to deploying into other quadrants to defend our comrades on Dantooine or the Battle of Rori where we invaded several Rebel strongholds.

But one in particular stands out. There was an organization on Lok that … remained neutral, or so the Empire thought until me and my officers uncovered this group's alignment with the Rebellion. That was the day I sent one of my most ferocious, lethal and most respected archrivals to the cloner for the first time, along with nine of his cohorts. That was the first day I fought a man named Deuce Wildcard and GHOST. The Ghosts of the Republic had been on our radars for a while; we suspected them of possibly working for or with Nym. After some digging, we found they were supplying arms and spice to the Rebellion and had been responsible for terrorist attacks up and down the Outer Rim frontier. I got my officers together and we plotted an inspection of Aura's Call, the city on Lok where they lived.

We went in under the guise of an Imperial inspection and they responded as I thought they would. Guns blazing and the communications networks were filled with Rebel combat codes, that day turned into thirty-six hours of straight warfare from the streets of both Aura's Call and Imperia Tiberius to the Imperial Outpost and Nym's own stronghold. One fight in particular was when I had a hand full of new fighters out of combat training, we held Imperia Tiberius for an entire afternoon without any losses or damage to the city itself. I killed ten of them that day and began my private war with their leader. I remember seeing two children in Imperia Tiberius caught in the crossfire, I took a round in the thigh pulling them out of the way. I thank the Force that I lived through that battle.

GHOST and us spent the next year in constant fighting. We would send mechanized units and infantry into Aura's Call, they would send terrorist or sapper attacks into Imperia Tiberius. We fought on the dunes of Tatooine and the streets of Naboo. We declared war on each other and oddly enough, I enjoyed the war with them, it was sport to me. I eventually ordered the Orbital Bombardment of Aura's Call; it no longer exists. But at times … I feel sad for those people who lived there and the ones I had killed. Some say they evacuated in time and now live on Tatooine and have mostly left the Rebellion. But it was a necessary evil to complete the tasks of my fleet at the time.

There was a certain respect that was earned between our people and theirs however, almost as if we could shake hands and wish someone luck that they would return home. Then end up facing each other on the battlefield, one of the most odd experiences of my life were with those people and mine.

To this day, Deuce and I still play a game of political sabaac I think just to get under each other's skin. But I almost think as friends out of mutual respect for each other, and the soldiers we sent up against each other. Issele: What was your best/worse memory in relations to war?

Admiral Vall Ion: Honestly and this may be a bit selfish. I hated seeing my wife going into fights. Not much scared me after enough time on Lok, but seeing her suit up and stand with my fighters did. She was my guiding light in life, my source, and my strength: she was my everything. I promised the Force that if I could bring her home after each of those, I would do more to help our galaxy end this awful war.

I spent about a month and a half in a cave with my brother and a Twi'lek Doctor being tortured by Nym late last year, but looking back. That memory didn't compare to seeing civilians caught up in the war. I took an oath to defend the Empire. And to me, that meant defending civilians at all costs. They didn't enlist, they weren't fighters or soldiers, they were merely caught up in this terrible thing that the Rebellion set in motion. I've even sent my own troops to the stockades for killing civilians, I could never figure out why that didn't sit well with my bosses back in the Palace on Coruscant. But I was discipline, and I follow a code and I expected the same from my soldiers and pilots. I expected my officers to uphold that code at all costs, even if it meant trading their lives for a civilian mother or child. The only time I have sat in tears since my father died, was the day I heard the Rebellion destroyed Alderaan, so many civilians lost. I can cope with losing so many from the Death Star; it was a military fight between soldiers. But what the Rebellion did to Alderaan was totally uncalled for. They are truly monsters.

In the end, the best was when I could see the faces of my fighters after victories. And more importantly after we had to retre- … tactically pull back. They were motivated even when the chips were down, they always held the line, they never fell back and they never … ever left a man behind. Word has it through private communiqués; even much of the Rebellion grew to respect my soldiers. I think that is my best memory. Issele: What is the Rebellion in your own views?

Admiral Vall Ion: I believe the Rebellion is the natural effect and response to the Empire. This galaxy will never know full peace in our times. Even after the Rebellion is gone and defeated, we will have to move on to the Hutts, the Crime Lords of Corellia or the corruption in the old Trade Federation planets. The Empire is here to maintain peace and I think the Rebellion is the after math of the Republic who couldn't let go. Are they a virus? Are they a disease? Yes, they will fester if not dealt with. But something my father told me on a visit home when I was still a young Commander. He said, "When this war is over, we will still have to live next to those people in this galaxy. We as the Empire will have to trade with them, take care of them. You cannot hate the people, only the cause. And you must never relent in decisively winning this war by all means possible, but you must also never relent in treating them like species that have a future as citizens of the Empire. Even the aliens, but no matter the race. You treat them honorably, and you gain more chance of winning this war then you do by abusing those who will one day call us to serve them as an Imperial military when they cannot fight for themselves."

Sometimes I think I tend to hold a singular view amongst my kind in the Empire.Issele: Define the Empire in your own views?

Admiral Vall Ion: That is a loaded question my dear. Now that I'm retired, does it matter what a forgotten Admiral truly thinks? Probably not... Should I give the standard party line to satisfy those who still watch me? Maybe. The Empire is the end of the Republic, the answer to the problem the Republic could not answer. We are the great maintainers of the galaxy, the enforcement to the criminal, the provider to the sick and the hope to the young. Some of my counterparts in high places see it as a tool to oppress, perhaps that's why I never made Grande Admiral or maybe Moff. To me, the Empire is a tool to let the galaxy function; we are the passive overlords that should only be used when all else fails. Unfortunately, it's not turning out that way. In the interest of my own health and in hopes of seeing my wife again soon, I will leave it at that.

I have lived a faithful life in service of the Emperor, the Empire and her people. I am a dyed in the rancor skin Imperial. And today what I have to show for that is an early retirement, a missing wife and this luxurious condo, and thirty-thousand credits every time I guest speak on the conference circuit around the galaxy speaking to students and politicians.

The Empire; is changing. It is not what I remember as a young officer.

Issele: What is your favorite past time away from the Navy?

Admiral Vall Ion: At the time, my only past time was being with my wife Neemo. Besides the fact when I got off duty every night, very late I might add from everything I was juggling, she was about all I had time for besides making a quiet trot around the city on Drifter, my Kaadru. I got my strength from her, when I came off duty after long days. She was there, waiting. When I was off duty and relaxing, the happiest past time was just being around her. But, now that I'm a civilian, I rather enjoy tinkering with an old YT-1300 in a docking bay not far from here. I plan on getting that old hunk flying someday; maybe pick up some jobs hauling legal cargo or something. Issele: Whom do you admire the most?

Admiral Vall Ion: In the Empire, I would have to say Lord Vader . I've sat in the same room with him countless times, talked to him directly a few times. The man is truly impressive in his calculations, plans and how he gets things done. He is a model of cool-headed efficiency and self-determination. He is a role model for all Imperials; he has been my role model since I earned my commission in some respects. And, through a brief discussion on a shuttle not long ago, it appears we have something in common these days regarding what we miss most in our lives. Issele: How do you see the civil war will be won?

Admiral Vall Ion: I have sat on my balcony over looking the skyline of Corusant these past few months pondering that very question. For a long time, I thought the war would be won in some great battle with a sea of white armor standing over the bodies of the Rebellion. But it seems so much has changed in recent times. Will this war ever end? When I figure this question out … I'll let you know. Issele: What would you like to see change about the Imperial Military?

Admiral Vall Ion: To an old school leader like me, I see the military as losing its focus. So much bureaucracy, and so little action these days. I honestly don't know what these new commanders are doing out there, but some major planets under Rebel control? In my time that is unheard of, how could Black Star hold two planets single handedly and now the Empire as a whole cannot seem to do that?

I believe that the Imperial Military as a whole, both Army and Naval Forces need to refocus themselves on priorities and a mission. The Emperor needs to untie our other hand and let us finish this war once and for all, and that takes place not only at the high levels, but also at the squad level, the individual level. It's almost as if our Storm Troopers are enjoying the attention from the uniform rather then covering it with dirt and blood from combat.

The Imperial Commanders around the galaxy should pray that myself and several others never return from retirement. Because their days of romper room combat would be over and they would be holding rifles leading troops instead of sitting back in expensive offices sending young men off to fight for them. Issele: What Rebel leader stands out the most to you and why?

Admiral Vall Ion: Despite the facts I do believe the Rebels are disillusioned and should hang for treason against the people of this galaxy. There is one, I only met a few times from Lok, at least face to face. Simply put, the man can lead. I've monitored his Holonet traffic; I've watched his people through intelligence. Commander Aries Denali who leads the city Ziost on Lok I think stands out the most. I would set him with names such as Ghent or who ever this Skywalker is, Denali in his own right and individual respect deserves his place. The man picks his battles carefully, never revealing his hand until he's ready.

A good example rests in several large battles recently. No one heard from him or his people for a year since the Great Wars on Lok. My intelligence stumbled across a massive military complex he raised not long ago and due to my efforts and my fighters attacking we woke his people up. We destroyed if I remember around seven bases that night along with the entire division of Rebel guards and a full stockade of turrets. But he immediately had a new drop, and he picked that time to unhook the leash on his fighters. Some fighters from EotE and NoS along with other Imperials joined in on follow on invasions the Empire conducted on Ziost. Aries picked that battle to let the galaxy know that the Galactic Liberators were something not to be forgotten and that they could summon the entire Rebellion with a single call for help. I give him credit for that battle. Due to my initial efforts I started the effort that had the entire Rebellion pinned down in Ziost for what seemed like forever. Of course typical red tape panned out, the Imperial Galactic News got wind and started pumping Holonet reports out and other Imperials got credit for that fight.

Anyway, the Commander kept his cool and people going, and not just his people from Galib. But his people on the battlefield, it was his back yard and they're for his army to lead and he did it flawlessly. Combining force movements with base and turret fire, he put the fighting community in an up roar and we saw the true colors of many people who could not adapt and overcome. And in the end, which is most important to consider, he knew when to fold his cards. He knew how to best take care of his people. That is probably one of the most heroic aspects of leadership; I believe he will go in the history books of as one of the names of the Rebellion. He's not a Holonet Rebel; he's an action taker, a risk manager. And, from what I hear in passing, he's a family man who loves his rather new wife deeply. Amazing what men like us hold most valuable, even on opposite sides.

I fear for Imperial soldiers the day Aries decides to raise his head again and ignite his people. He is truly a roll model for leadership, even for a disillusioned Rebel. Some young Imperial officers would be wise to research his history and learn from it. Issele: Share on the community as a whole, your likes, dislikes what you would like to see change what you would like to see more of?

Admiral Vall Ion: This is a tough one. With all of the new equipment upgrades the Empire is receiving from defense contractors galaxy wide. Disappointingly, the offensive is at a lull; perhaps it's due to adjusting to the changes. But I dislike the fact that there is so much talk and so little action. I also do not think that the Empire is not recruiting enough civilians, we are not winning the hearts and minds of the neutrals, as we should be. There are good people out there who can lead, fight for and support our efforts and the Empire, as a whole we're not acquiring enough of them. There are too many Holonet Imperials like those from … well, I won't name units. But those who want glory and public recognition and think the attention should be focused on their people because they happen to be good at combat. There isn't not enough trench' fighting Imperials like fighters I've met in the old days.

I also dislike that the Empire seems to condone Jedi now, I remember as a kid hearing the reports of the now Lord Vader cleansing the galaxy of Jedi. I remember my last battle; light sabers were as plentiful as blaster rifles. Issele: What would you like to say to the community?

Admiral Vall Ion: To the community? Win this war. Finish it. Win back worlds that lawfully are supporters of the Empire. Put the Jedi away, and bring out the old days of combat. I also want to urge the galaxy citizens not to give up due to equipment upgrades; so many good faces are gone. And it's the people of this galaxy that make it live, not what the defense contractor's produce. Issele: What would you like to say to the Rebellion?

Admiral Vall Ion: Surrender now, and I won't come out of retirement. Issele: What would you like to say to your comrades?

Admiral Vall Ion: Hmmm. Get off the Holonet and get in the trenches and win this damn war. Get out there, pick a fight and finish it. Other then that, nothing else can be said. Issele: Final words?

Admiral Vall Ion: Yes, if this isn't too inappropriate for such an interview...

Neemo honey, I stopped my violent campaign along the Outer Rim turning it over to someone else. I stopped the bombardment of that city before it happened. I saved the lives of those you care about at the cost of … well. I've come home honey, for good this time. I love you, deeply. I … I don't like watching the moons rise without you.

Thank you for this opportunity Issele, I am thrilled that you wanted to interview me, as I am also honored. You are a true role model as an Imperial and I hold the deepest respects for you as you represent our galaxy as an observer. May whichever side of the Force you believe in be with you … and I hope we can share a bottle of Yavin Berry Brandi soon over some flat bread and nerf cubes…

Where am I now you ask? Some say I'm on something called "real life military orders for an undetermined amount of time and could be in Iraq before 2005 is over", others say I am retired from active Imperial service and living on Corusant high above the top level enjoying the retired life hitting my head on some obscure panel on a torn up old YT-1300 cursing up a storm and wondering where the Droid left my cup of Noobian Vine-Coffee keeping an old worn out flimsy holo-image of Neemo in the top breast pocket of an old traders flight suit …But no matter where I am, nothing can keep a good Imperial Admiral down…

Reporters Note: Thank you Admiral Vall Ion for the honor to record your story and to present it here in The Citizens of the Galaxy Project. It is Leadership like yours that I admire. Thank you for all you have done and will do for our community. And most of ALL: Thank you for fighting for our freedom in real life.

History of Imperia Tiberius

Vall Ion and Valion

Tanda Trollop

Kasif Musaari

Yuah Mu-uhna

Ledo'mo

Bain Drago