The Inarras empire had stumbled upon the human's homeworld some thousand or so years ago quite by accident. They'd surveyed the system and its inhabitants from afar with only a handful of samples taken for further study and collection. After which the Inarras left it and some dozen or so systems around the unremarkable star alone as recompense for their limited interference with the primitive, by their standards, species affairs; electing to, instead, focus their expansion efforts elsewhere in their empire. Not that they forgot about the strange mammalian creatures, of course, and had set up several fortified outposts along what would become their stellar borders should the humans ever reach into the stars. The outcome took longer than some of their head strategists had predicted but, sure enough, the hairless apes eventually found their galactic neighbors. The confrontation had been a short one but a bloody one all the same, with the human scouting vessel all but destroyed when it wandered into Inarras territory unannounced.<br/><br/>From then on relations between the two races was, at best, considered tenuous. Showing restraint the Inarras were willing to overlook the transgression of their territory and a series of, limited, treaties were put in place to keep the peace between their kind. One that lasted for a scant few years before the human's returned to the system unprovoked with a fleet of warships that caught the Inarras quite by surprise; as, simply, such underhanded tactics were foreign to their way of thinking. Thus, the tenuous nature of their relationship soured to open warfare between the two rivals. One that, by all accounts, the humans were totally unprepared for and utterly unmatched when it came to any engagement in the void or on the ground.<br/><br/>The reaching out for a peace deal had been made by the Inarras, in fact, as an offering of good faith to put an end to the hostilities. There was no honor to be gained by defeating a clearly outmatched opponent after all and there were much more pressing matters concerning their other frontiers. A single battleship had been dispatched to meet in an area around an uninhabited system closer to the human's territory and high above a deep blue gas giant. The surprise attack had, once again, caught the Inarras by surprise but their kind was far too reactive to let such tactics overwhelm them. Within seconds the armored warriors slaughtered the envoys without hesitation or remorse. Save for the sole female that had been accompanying the party.<br/><br/>"<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">Stand, woman.</span>" The Inarras male commanded in a voice that could best be described as rocks ground against leather; a deep '<i>hiss</i>' accompanying his speech. Turning, he stalked out of the ruined meeting room while two of his kind flanked the female from behind. One pushing her gently with his massive clawed hand in encouragement to follow his companion as directed. Of course, 'gently' to their kind was leagues over what a human could ascribe to the same methodology.<br/><br/>The corridors of the ship were larger than that of a human vessel but such proportions were to be expected given the general size of the Inarras as a whole. On average they were almost two feet taller than that of the human population and a rough 100lbs; in full battle armor, such comparisons were exaggerated even further. The bulkheads were left the gunmetal grey from the shipyard as was the rough decking they walked across. Still, various banners were hung up at regular intervals and the left side had viewports, screens, set between said tapestries and displayed the cloud-streaked surface of the giant planet far, far, 'bellow'. They entered into a cramped lift where they ascended two levels and traveled down another corridor much the same as the previous. Only, this time, the colors and symbols on the banners had changed.<br/><br/>The lead stepped aside and motioned to the door before him, "<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff8000">Enter</span>."<br/><br/>Isoth had known to expect the female and ordered his subordinates to bring her to his personal quarters. The interior of which was, to put it mildly, considerably extensive. The back wall was dominated by a single view screen that, at the moment, displayed a snowy landscape overlooking some alien mountain range, not unlike the Earth's Himalayas. A huge dark wooden desk was positioned along the right side with a scattering of chairs before it. To the left, a bed befitting the enormity of the Inarras' mass. Trophies of all kinds were mounted all about and ranged from creatures to suits of armor or weapons and, even, replica starships and vehicles. A fish tank, even, had been set into the right wall and populated by a cornicopia of organisms. Isoth, with his hands clasped behind his back, awaited the human in the middle of the room. His dress uniform pressed and devoid of even the slightest imperfection. Icy blue eyes locked onto her the moment the door whispered open.