You've been out here in the Mid-Rim attempting to hunt pirates and privateers for awhile now, your meagre scouting forces never being called back to the Core unlike many of the other officers that were assigned here. However, it seems like this is about to change, a priority message from High Command itself being sent to you. You process the implications of this, and whether it'd be better to just join a warlord now rather than face combat in the deathtrap named Coruscant, before leaving your bridge crew to take the message in your personal quarters. Choked full of personal luxuries from your time spent out here.
"The Rebel flagship, the Home One, has recently been heavily damaged over Ithor. With all her escort destroyed, she's cut off from support and limping back to Rebel territory as we speak, however most nearby assets have been damaged from the 5th Battle of Ithor, and as such cannot help follow this up. High Command has decided to send your force to try to destroy the Rebel flagship, dealing a much needed morale blow to the Rebels. The last known coordinates of the ship have been transmitted to you, good luck Admiral."
You at first, are confused, then a bit excited, and then terrified as you realize that you'd be going up against THE Home One, with only an escort force. White knuckles holding the Data-pad, you wonder if this is some fake message that the Rebels gave you to try and ambush you. You recall the reasons you were sent here, and the fleet you had to work so hard to obtain, that are now being sent up against a heavy cruiser. You hope that the cruiser is as heavily damaged as high command says it is.