We have no idea what the reason behind their involvement is in this matter, only that the Locustat were present on the VALLA ROYAL, at least this based on the reports made by my crew and my own personal experience with the race. The political coup on PYTHRON led by Trodat son of the now deceased Ambassador Gerran, was from what we observed during our mission somehow influenced if not orchestrated by the Locustat. Secondary mission objective, the retrieval of Captain Sabrina Rikar was also successfully accomplished although this one with some complications due to events outside of our control. "Primary mission objective was successfully accomplished the package that had been on the XANTUL was retrieved without any immediate incident thanks to the skills and efforts of the crew, namely Ensign Fanggot. "The mission is over and we are heading back to the barn, that said though the repercussions of what happened on the VALLA ROYAL while we were there will, I'm afraid, echo through the entire quadrant if not the galaxy." Erik paused for a moment as the significance his own words washed over him. "Captain's Log, Stardate 63077.07," Morningstar began with a sigh. "To be satisfied with the minor glory of being a simple Ambassador… my plans were much bigger and *my* associates were very happy to help me in whatever way they could." "Gerran was a fool," the PYTHRON youth continued. For a brief moment Elan could recall the way the core pulsated, filling the room with a rhythm that the Oltharian had always found most soothing.
I would help them take care of certain things and position *my* people where they were needed the most… in return my new found friends would give me everything that I wanted." Trodat paused for a moment as he gazed down at the body of his father, obviously not at all troubled by the fact that he had just been killed in a most gruesome way. Saddened eyes slowly drifted onto the cold and quiet warp core, the source of power for the ship and a piece of equipment that most engineers looked upon as being the heart of any ship. Once back home I quickly realized that these Associates could do a lot more for our family… and mostly for me, so I started dealing with them directly. As an Ambassador he was able to act to save me from a rather unpleasant situation. They promised my father wealth and power by making him an Ambassador and in return all he had to do was to get some key people in positions of control back on our homeworld. "You see," the PYTHRON youth began as he knelled down over the shattered body of his father, "a couple of years ago daddy dearest made a deal with some very powerful friends… actually they like to be referred to as *associates* as Mister Mortan refers to them.