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Huh, a <span class="mu-s">State Philospher</span>? That's a pretty interesting career. In an alternate reality, a “State Philosopher” might have been something like a legislator, or even career politician. But due to the entrenched political and wealthy elite that the early Hegemony sought to destroy, it makes sense those would be dirty words. Not that you can just “be” a politician in this tyrannical government- political parties and ideologies are illegal. That just suites the blue monkies just fine. Instead, State-Philosophers analyze society and try to find the high concept ideals that society should be striving for. In other ways, they define the “values” of a society.
It doesn't exactly fit the high-science schooling and advancement everyone thought you would pursue- but maybe if you can't live hating the Jaxtians, maybe you can try to understand them...
You are back to being <span class="mu-s">Eoba Garastra II</span>, the Supreme Ruler. It has been five years since you returned from your “adventure” and you have spent that time reeling from the consequences. Not of your actions- at least not directly. But of the actions of your <span class="mu-i">Overseer</span> of xeno integration- Shon Duj. That bastard killed your worm.
The truth is, you aren't fully aware of the consequences of this turn of events- at least not yet. It is incredibly difficult to contact another alien power without a direct “target” to shoot for- that was one of the abilities of the worms. They seem natural rangefinders- capable of reading hyperspace and determining locations without even computers- an astounding mental ability that hints at a very strong evolutionary pressure to do just that. As such, direct communications with other empires waggling their fingers at you have been scarce.
As far as the concrete- the <span class="mu-s">Esaal</span> have essentially told you that you're blacklisted, or rather “we have been advised to not speak to you without a trusted emissary”, but as an honor bound warrior culture, they are continuing their current treaty with you. They'll respect and stay out of your territory; no military action will be coming into your local cluster as long as you don't attack them- essentially a nonaggression pact.
The <span class="mu-s">Consortium</span> are a different story. They haven't sent you a direct message, but based on what you've been able to pick up, they are treating you as an <span class="mu-i">unrecognized faction</span> in <span class="mu-i">undeveloped space.</span> Your fleet in space will be likely treated like a pirate fleet, your colonies squatting outposts- you're indigenous natives next to a colonizing empire, basically.
In the meantime, you've given Bluey a promotion- he is now the Xeno Overseer. He was your second choice after all. He's naturally very pleased.
“Oh yes! Thank you, your eminence! I will not fail my you, Master!”
