Traditions and history are passed from parent to child. With time, however, all things change.
Children tire of the old ways when they teach that purpose is sacrificing for the betterment of the galaxy: helping the weak, fighting for the oppressed, choosing selfishness instead of selflessness.
The Tial were such a people. Warriors, missionaries, scholars…they were students of the history of warfare, tactics, and battle. Trained as expert soldiers and leaders from an early age, the Tial learned that honor was theirs if they had the courage to venture into the galaxy and claim it.
For the oppressed, against the tyrannical.
For family. For honor. For Elsor.
Enter the besieged, backwater world of Vakal. Her people’s belief (and unwillingness to participate in anything but) single combat was getting them slaughtered. These backward thinkers had one thing going for them—the powerful Veer’e’Rosh battle robots, personification of the glory and honor of single combat.
When a lone stowaway crashes on this secluded world, his Tial ancestry might just help the people of Vakal, and might change the tide of battle on this planet—as well as the rest of the galaxy.
