Reshmar sat at his desk, the air in the room was moist and yet Reshmar felt uncomfortable in his own skin. He had to live with every choice and decision he made. Sometimes, such as after Sullust, He felt great pride in his ability and choices, but now he felt only anger and frustration. He had sent fifty thousand alliance soldiers into a trap. A trap which could have easily been avoided. Bad Intel was killing the alliance these days. Kashyyyk was just the beginning. Three other fleet operations had been trapped or ambushed in one way or the other in the three week. The loss of material and men was inconceivable. More then tenth of the alliance fleet was now either dead or captured leaving battered and damaged vessels to contend the Imperial Navy. Reshmar was convinced he had someone in his command who was feeding Intel to the Imperials.

Reshmar had promptly ordered the entire fleet end all operations and return to operations stations. Only defensive fleets remained at active status. This prompted the other arms of the military to brace or a long period of no fleet support. The Planetary defense arm had begun digging in and bracing for any attack the Empire may throw at it. Special Operations had many operatives in deep cover and were running four full operations but fleet support was not needed. 2nd, 3rd, 4th, and 5th fleets were now on stand down and awaiting orders.

Above Mon Calamari the bulk of 3rd, 4th and 5th fleets sat. 2nd Fleet had returned to Sullust and sent Admiral Jast as its representative. Jast was among the last to arrive at Daka Fleet command and was ordered to proceed immediately to meeting hall alpha one one two. Other great leaders of the Rebel Alliance were already there awaiting Admiral Reshmar to arrive and begin the meeting. General Forlon had been captured at Kashyyk and sentenced to death. Only by the heroic actions of Rouge and Valkyre Squadrons and the Valiant Task Group was he now in attendance at this meeting. He was badly injured but he had demanded to be a part of this meting and Reshmar had allowed it only with a medical assistant present to aid him. Reshmar now sat quietly awaiting the news of Admiral Jast’s arrival and the alliance command staff to finish diner. After they had visited and spoken amoung each other he would call them all to the meeting chamber and begin the meeting.

Farr off among the fleets collected above Mon Calamari fleet personnel and crew were preparing for any order to come. Drilling and repairing any damage as the flag commanders went about there meeting. Repairs had been made priority, many ships were damaged beyond repair. Those would be decommissioned and transported to the reclamations yard on the far side of second moon. Their crews would be distributed to other vessels to replace the losses and bring as many ships to full fighting strength as possible.

Reshmar walked into the meeting chamber and looked out over the last of the Alliance fleet command. eighty men and women sat in the stair step rows. He paused to gather his thoughts then began the meeting.