WolfMortum
OOC Account
Pzob, it was not a world Veiere was at all familiar with and yet the Admiral of the Chimaera, Vikras Ansion seemed confident that he could mediate between hyperlanes to get them where they needed to go. [member="Eddak Manod"], like his world, was not a man of whom Veiere was familiar with at all though with the days since his coronation as king regent over Ession, he'd been dealing with a great number of people that knew so little about him, he hoped this time would be a little more casual. Naturally they were to be meeting on business dealings, yet that didn't mean that Veiere had to roam about wearing the extremely embellished robes of the capital of the Dominion, instead he had taken the liberty to return to his former Jedi attire, the sand toned tunic with the leggings to match, as well as the boots and gloves both a fine dark brown leather to match the robe that hung loosely around his shoulders and flowed with his every step as he wandered the lower levels of the Stardestroyer.
It had crossed his mind that arriving with such a vessel might be in poor taste, Veiere hoping that it wouldn't intimidate the prospective colony world yet do more to reassure it's leader that though this was simply a first meeting and a diplomatic venture, the war-bird was well under Veiere's command and so were others between their fleet and that of their other colony world, Commenor. The Dominion was steadily paving the way in terms of founding it's own security over worlds within its sector. Those few that might come in to become Colony worlds would be of vital importance to the trade and transition across the galaxy map should they ever be so required, colony worlds exempt of most trade taxes to ensure to the continued relations between it and the Dominion; though there were always conditions to be met on both sides and Veiere was becoming increasingly curious as to what Eddak hoped to get out of this potential business relationship.
Passing him by, several of the crew members saluted him before continuing to move on their way, in them Veiere sensed a bit of confusion likely inspired around his less than formal attire given his new position. Being at the head of something so much larger than himself, he was expected to meet the needs and expectations of all those that would seek to enter into talks with him; yet Veiere had not asked for this and without the suffering of those on the world of Ession nor the boy Cedric of whom greatly needed guidence into becoming a man fit to rule with integrity, Veiere might have sooner declined it. He wasn't a man of great pride, more humbled in himself than anything and far more concerned about the well-being of the common people than most politicians and senators were that he'd come across in the past, he too wondered whether or not he'd see eye to eye with this new one.
It had crossed his mind that arriving with such a vessel might be in poor taste, Veiere hoping that it wouldn't intimidate the prospective colony world yet do more to reassure it's leader that though this was simply a first meeting and a diplomatic venture, the war-bird was well under Veiere's command and so were others between their fleet and that of their other colony world, Commenor. The Dominion was steadily paving the way in terms of founding it's own security over worlds within its sector. Those few that might come in to become Colony worlds would be of vital importance to the trade and transition across the galaxy map should they ever be so required, colony worlds exempt of most trade taxes to ensure to the continued relations between it and the Dominion; though there were always conditions to be met on both sides and Veiere was becoming increasingly curious as to what Eddak hoped to get out of this potential business relationship.
Passing him by, several of the crew members saluted him before continuing to move on their way, in them Veiere sensed a bit of confusion likely inspired around his less than formal attire given his new position. Being at the head of something so much larger than himself, he was expected to meet the needs and expectations of all those that would seek to enter into talks with him; yet Veiere had not asked for this and without the suffering of those on the world of Ession nor the boy Cedric of whom greatly needed guidence into becoming a man fit to rule with integrity, Veiere might have sooner declined it. He wasn't a man of great pride, more humbled in himself than anything and far more concerned about the well-being of the common people than most politicians and senators were that he'd come across in the past, he too wondered whether or not he'd see eye to eye with this new one.