Many members of the Solar Alliance will know of the feared Jovian warlord Iroh. His unconventional and unpredictable tactics kept Alliance armies on the back foot all the way through the third battle of the Asteroid Belt, and it wasn't until the siege of Phobos that his fleet was finally pushed back.

So naturally, many were nervous to hear he would be at the peace summit. They certainly didn't expect him to be a short, friendly, balding man who had the general energy of someone's eccentric uncle.

At the moment he had a tiny sandwich in one hand and a drink in the other, and was talking to a group of slightly nervous looking Venusian diplomats. "I always thought that when I finally landed on Olympos Mons, I would do so as a conqueror. Now I'm here as a diplomat!"

He laughed. "I think I like this way better. Less screaming and dying all around. Plus I get to have all the complimentary sandwiches I want!"