The Chiss' First Contact
"I'm afraid we'll have to keep our distance from that thing from now on, Kace. You need to understand that our objective isn't to fight the so-called God of Decay." A middle-aged man in a naval general's uniform approached, hands clasped behind his back as he spoke sternly.
"Ah, General Brent..." Kace Maxwell quickly straightened up and snapped to attention in salute.
The somewhat portly general before him was Lieutenant General Brent, commander of the Second Exploration Fleet. Like the First Exploration Fleet, this fleet paired an expert in tactics, combat, and exploration like Kace Maxwell with a general.
"Don't worry. No one actually wants to touch that bizarre thing. But if we do encounter it, we won't be afraid either," Kace Maxwell said.
General Brent nodded. "That's why we need to find the Chiss. According to General Tann's intelligence, the Chiss are arguably the most powerful civilization in the Unknown Regions. They must know something about this Mnggal-Mnggal. Even if they don't, we can still get their help in eliminating this threat."
"No problem. Leave it to me." Kace Maxwell raised an eyebrow.
"Can we determine the coordinates of our next stop?" Brent asked the navigator.
"According to the star charts we acquired from Roxuli, the Outer Rim Exploration Program fleet should have begun its hyperspace jump from here ten years ago. However, we haven't found any usable hyperspace routes in this system... Hyperspace here has already become chaotic. We'll probably need to wait until the next cycle before we can make a hyperspace jump," the navigator said.
Brent nodded. "Ten years ago, the heart of the Outer Rim Exploration Program was navigation by powerful Jedi Masters, using their formidable command of the Force to guide them through chaotic hyperspace. Now, we don't have those