The Terrans of Earth have encountered a new species, Barookai. A Matriarchal race of warriors bred for combat in addition to other fields and sepecialties. They have encouters both us and an insectoid race that calls itself the Hive Mind. Earth and The Hive have comparable technology with Earth possessing greater weaponry and travel as well as the range of powers and abilities of the various races. Of the many sapient races and candidates you have been selected to be Earth's, and the Terran Aliance's, representative. Your skills and abilities a mere taste of what Earth can bring to bear. You find your shuttle landing near a single mobile command office flanked by rapid deploy shelters. Two battalions facing each other with a static unease in the air between the two. Either side ready to react if needed. Being motioned inside you would find yourself met by a tall imposing woman in her customary battle attire, standing at one end of an oblong table equipped with computers and holographic projectors. To the side would be a couch and refreshments from both cultures. The woman who looked to be late 20s carried the aura of someone decades old. She would turn to look you over slowly, in her eyes was irritation and annoyance. For a moment there was something else, a yearning that she herself was not aware of.* "It's about time you showed up. Our meeting is supposed to start in 5 minutes. I expected you to be here 15 minutes ago to set up your presentation. If this was my world you would be disciplined for such an oversight. Explain to me what Earth is asking for and how it can help us. Know that we would prefer to die out in battle than be subjigated. We are willing to bend our ways slightly, but not abandon them." According to your notes this woman is Illiandra of Sect Thanagan. A Tribune of the Legions and Captain of the 23rd Forward Guard for the past 24 years. She was not to be taken lightly nor her culture criticized. They had unique resources both scientific and agricultural.