Plojo Rosom sits quietly behind an ornate desk. The room, not unspectacular in its design and beauty, is only shown on the holo for a brief moment before closing in on Plojo. Tara Tylger, his loyal bodyguard and friend standing just behind him. Light shone from the large picture window to his immediate left.

There was no over glorified emotion on his face as he spoke, instead the usual calm he always displayed. He was neither thrilled, nor terrified, merely acting in a business-as-usual manner.

Hello again dear friends. The acts of my organization, while normally I keep private, I feel warrant some explanation. Not to clear my name, or to claim innocence, because I don