|One Step Ahead||Stealth with less than 20% health, 30 times.|
|Cloak and Dagger||Kill 100 enemies with The Element of Surprise.|
|War is Hardly Civil||Deal 10,000 damage to Rendain.|
|Fan of the Empire||Deal 60,000 damage with Blink Storm.|
|The Seeds of Secret Orders||Complete 3 matches while on the same team as Ambra.|
- The Seeds of Secret Orders – "Let's Rumba" taunt
- All Challenges:
|One Step Ahead|
FROM THE DESK OF RENDAIN, YOUR TYRANT
Coincidences such as, "where was the Spymaster during the yearly Assets meeting, over which she presides", or, "why is the Spymaster unavailable for our regularly scheduled game of handball before every rebel-led attack on Imperium stockpiles"?
I would consider it a personal favor and a contributing factor to your continued existence if you would be so kind as to look into these "coincidences".
Lord Commander Lothar Rendain
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// Personal Note, FAN_OF_THE_EMPIRE //
|Cloak and Dagger|
// BEGIN ENCRYPTION_LVL:BioG.v.H33 //
The dissolution of the Pact of the Dying.
The Thrall Rebellions.
The Jennerit Civil War.
The fall of Codex.
All steps leading us onward into the growing dark.
With this course of events now seemingly inevitable, I now move to further gain the Tyrant's trust as I simultaneously labor to undo his web of power. In a few days, if my work is successful, the Thralls will enter the open rebellion a second time, this time motivated by the escape of the soldier Caldarius from his hundred-year imprisonment.
For posterity, I record that the trust Rendain has bestowed upon me recently is directly related to his need for counsel during the "Caldarius Affair", in which the champion-soldier publicly demanded (and was eventually granted) Sustainment. Rendain underestimates the emotions of the Jennerit populace, and the amount of pride the Empire derives from its warriors. Long have the Jennerit recognized that true legends are born in battle.
Throughout this controversy, my counsel to him has allowed me to step further into his confidence - though I would be foolish to underestimate Rendain by believing him unaware of my involvement in these matters. Still, he has no direct proof and would find it politically unadvantageous to accuse me openly.
Such a narrow wire I walk.
I pray, my Empress, that our plans and my covert rebellion will be enough to bring down the Tyrant's influence from within.
// END ENCRYPTION //
|War is Hardly Civil|
FROM THE DESK OF RENDAIN, YOUR TYRANT
(Audio message attached. Transcription below.)
History records the first utterance of the Precept shortly after the rise of the Jennerit Imperium's current incarnation - one that valued the continued survival of the species above all else. Some scholars argue that, after the adoption of the Precept as something of an official credo of the state, the Imperium began to lose its way, culminating with Lothar Rendain's rise to power.
I'm pleased to report that with today's victory, we've corrected this error in judgement on the part of our ancestors. And as the smoke clears and we Jennerit closely examine our destiny, I believe it's time we shed the Precept once and for all.
We are taught these words from birth: by any deed, at any price. But those of us who have survived the Solus War know that there are some costs that cannot be paid; some debts that will follow us for the rest of our freakishly long lives. Now, our task is to find new words to guide that destiny, alongside our new allies.
I'd suggest "live together, die alone", but I'm open to alternatives.
Rendain is gone - but so is our beloved Empress Lenore. And though we find ourselves rudderless in this new age, one thing remains clear: the path ahead is one we must walk together, as stewards of the Last Star. Sentinels of the dark.
Children of the Precept - our battle is not yet over. And if we're really fortunate, it will never truly end.
|Fan of the Empire|
Customized Jennerit tessurim war-fan commonly carried by members of the Silent Sisters or members of the Sustained elite. Deande's tessurim were hand-made to her exact specifications.
Those specifications also included the following poem:
One blade for Precept.
|The Seeds of Secret Orders|
FROM HER MOST IMPERIAL MAJESTY
She is both born of our throneworld, and is of the highest bloodline, her parentage being the #RECORDS_REDACTED#.
Beyond the qualitifications of her blood and breeding, #NAME_REDACTED# has put herself forward for service in the Silent Sisters at an unusually young age. We will see her into the order, under the care of Matron Divia, and will see Matron Divia informed of Our personal intentions.
It is also the wish of Our royal person that #NAME_REDACTED# be prepared for Sustainment, with due care given to confirm her loyalty to Ourself and to the Jennerit Empire. We have no reason to doubt that #NAME_REDACTED# will prove to be a most capable candidate.
Henceforth, #NAME_REDACTED# shall be known as "Deande".
Spymistress Jovani - we believe Deande to be the first candidate we have seen capable and worthy of trust to train as your successor should our suspicious of Warmaster Lothar Rendain prove as we predict. When you believe the time is at hand, entrust Deande with all we know and suspect, and set her on the course to safeguard the lives of the Empire.
Any Deed. Any Price.