By a are full of solders in a corner sat Tirala taking up a whole booth  corner seat her self. She was drinking happily at the news of the war most people don't know this but her race was around douring the prothyens rain tho they where too primative to be noticed by the reapers then. Her race was prepaired for this coming war leagends told the great mashines retruned and it was there religes beleaf to train and fight to be ready for there return. There fleet is ready on her home world she was even offered a reinsteatment to join her peoples ranks. But She decided to stay as a vangard in the fight and relay any info she can to her home world to help with the fleets armormanets and upgreads. She even told them that the humans are rumered to be seting up a end game move and asked them to at lest send a battle ship to help them if its true. from her world came 2 capitol class ships from her world the there names traslate to heaves sword and iron jaw both are cannon heavy battle ships on the size of the asuri's destany acention. Tirala was her self celabraiting the victory on tchunk a krogen she knew told her that a reaper died there as the genofaige was cured. She counted this as a great thing and told here pepole that thresermaws or the masvie feindwryms and savge aromr backs both equle in size the thresher maws and native to there world could with some cybernetic inplats be used as ground weapons. The ryoal famly back home was happy to hear this and gave her dubale a weeks, pay witch she now was drinking away as she waited to be haired on to help in the fight some where, and flirted with any girl she saw. "To every solder merc and cut throt bastered in the bar fighting the reapers next rounds on me! Death to the Reaper, victory to the galaxy! And may the goddess of Victory Death and Fate keep you forever in there good graces!" she shouted her voice being heard through the bar over the music.