Shadows of the Confederation

Two years ago, the beautiful forest world of Tessalia was razed by a Confederate Admiral. What tiny defence fleet they had was crushed instantly, and no further resistance was encountered... Two years ago, Sir Percival Florelle d'Antoire lost his home. He arrived late to the burning of his world, being forced to watch helplessly as the last Confederate ships warped away. Two years ago, across the galaxy, a cry of defiance sounded. If their largest contributor, Tessalia, was not safe from the Confederation's wrath... Then who was? Two years ago, a movement began... From across the galaxy, from golden palaces to the dirty slums of rural worlds, from royals to pirates, seasoned veterans to new recruits, millions upon millions of people had one thing in common... The only problem is, they're lacking a "mascot", so to speak. A figurehead. That, however, was about to change, as the flames of rebellion would be stoked by one fearless act of defiance...