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A Hope for a Bold New Path! (Keira Ticon & Vilaz Munin)

Allana Badeaux

Ta’a Chume – Queen Mother
The Young Grand Duchess stood alone in her personal transport with a male mando. The man was conducting active scan of a repulsorlift crate. The lid of the crate was opened as he used a small hand held device to scan for anything that should not be there. The tall beautiful Hapen looked dainty next to the fully armored Mando. It was a stark contrast, the elegant lady in a dressed and fine jewelry next to a grizzly armored warrior.

“See just a crate full of whiskey for your Manda’lore”, gracefully her lithe fingers moved poetically as she spoke. She was excited. Her smile was authentic as she was eager to find a way for this possible friendship to work. There was no doubt this was a political risk for the young grand duchess. There was plenty of public support for her find an alliance with the Mando’ade. They had come to their aid while the people of the Consortium dealt with crises on its capital world. The other portion of this risk was she came alone. It was an effort of showing trust and that the people believed the Mando’ade to be an honorable sort.

“It’s clear”, the man said gruffly as he closed the lid. Just to make things quicker he tapped the button to activate the lift so it could follow them out of the transport. “Follow me”, he was not that much of a talker and it was hard to get a bearing on how he felt with a helmet on.

Allana high heels began to click upon durasteal as she walked. “I’ve never been here on Duxn. What is it like”, her young sense of wonderment played in her mind trying to imagine.

“The jungle is dangerous. Stay out of it and stay inside the compound. I do not wish to tell the Manda’lore how you got yourself killed”, his voice boomed again. It sounded kind of funny being filtered through the vocal thing-ie of his helmet.
Allana nodded knowing it would be for the best if she did not go and look in the jungle. She was without the royal guard and a visitor here on this planet. She had enough on her agenda today anyways.

[member="Keira Ticon"] [member="Vilaz Munin"]
 
Politics were a playing field the Mando'ade had avoided ever since the events on Sanctuary and Myrkr, two diplomatic proceedings that had been named as failures. So it came as a surprise when they were contacted by the Hapes Consortium in the interest of pursuing an alliance that would supposedly benefit both parties in the long run. In the interest of hearing them out the offer had been accepted, and all there had been left to do was wait until the delegation arrived. The last thing any of them had expected was for the envoy to be made up of one individual, and without any guards or similar protection no less. While others outside of their people may have seen the move as bold and perhaps courageous, there was no sense in it Keira could glean. But it wasn't her place to speak down about how outsiders handled their peace talks. She was only here to speak on behalf of her people.

It was in the designated meeting room she currently waited with the Mand'alor, having been informed just as soon as the Hapans arrived on-world. She hadn't expressed any particularly high hopes for these talks, and nor had [member="Vilaz Munin"]. They were demonstrating common courtesy here and nothing more, though admittedly she was curious as to what these outsiders hoped to gain from all of this, outside of the obvious. It was rare that anyone approached the vode with wishes to negotiate any form of true political alliance, and even less so did events like that truly come to fruition. The simple fact of the matter was that the Mandalorians operated far differently from the Hapan Royal Court, their idea of treaties and talks being far more direct than anything most senators or other politicians were adjusted to.

All the same, when [member="Allana Badeaux"] entered the room she stood, helmet placed on the table before her, nodding in greeting to the woman who was much younger than she'd expected. "Thank you for meeting us here today. Please, sit." She gestured to the empty chairs available, and soon thereafter the one that had escorted her would take his leave, silence enveloping the trio for the few moments it took for all to be seated comfortably once more. Leaning forward Keira rested her arms on the table, watching the Grand Duchess evenly. When she spoke her voice was level, tone even, "I'm going to be frank with you, and please, don't mistake my straightforwardness as any sort of disrespect. We helped your people on one occasion, yes, but it seems to me that it was by chance as opposed to design. Why, then, should we dedicate ourselves to your cause and yourselves to ours? Why shouldn't you have to pay for our services just like any other galactic power, and hire us on as mercenaries? Give me a reason, and a good one, then we can talk."
 

Allana Badeaux

Ta’a Chume – Queen Mother
Coming into the room Allana could see two people sitting in there. There was a woman, [member="Keira Ticon"]. The lady’s gender was easier to tell because her helmet was off. Then there was the Mand’alor [member="Vilaz Munin"].

With Keira’s pleasantries … the young grand duchess made her way over, and then sat down. She actually seemed rather calm. The Hapen Nobles were well known to be able to control their exterior demeanor. Basically they could physically express emotions they did not currently feel at the time. This was in effort to play the grand game of courtly politics. Showing how they truly felt in public was considered scandalous behavior.

Ta’dine Allana Badeaux appeared very happy and welcoming. She was excited to be here. However she did not physically show the fear she was having. Not fear for her but rather for failing. She was here to provide safety and security for her people.

It had been a while since the Consortium felt their borders. The people were understandably fearful of the future. The people knew the Royal Council was gone along with the Minister of Defense Duch’ix [member="Aleister Grey"]. The six Ministers of the royal council were killed in the explosion on Hapes Prime.

Some fear lessened as she heard Keria speak. There were some hints in the woman’s words that would take some fears away. The Mando’ade services were still up for hire to those willing to pay. Really Allana had already gotten some of what she wished without giving anything. One fear was that the Mando’ade would try to come into the cluster with the lust of domination. Sure the Mando’ade was strong warriors. Yes the Consortium had a strong navy. Even with the advantage of the transitory mists it would have been a hard fought battle. It would be a battle neither the Consortium nor the Mando’ade benefit from.
“No disrespect taken”, the young lady was still smiling.

“As for your question”, she slightly adjusted herself within chair. Leaning forward as her mind found answers to even her own questions. “I just can’t give you one good reason. Because I’m not asking for you to do anything for free nor dictate yourself to my cause”, Keira’s words had inspired Allana giving her ideas to achieve the goals she had came here for.

“I’m not here to change your culture, nor mine. To just simply make one or the other conform to the other’s mandates, would not achieve what I’m looking for. Not all alliances are the same nor are treaties. A simple war treaty would not make sense as we do not share a common enemy that would unite us into a common goal.”

Allana leaned back into her chair, “Credits is the one good reason. For some time, some political parties within the Consortium had blocked all trade. Basically there was a trade embargos in place. It had stopped Consortium Companies from doing business outside of the Consortium. This had extended to hiring mercenaries or bounty hunters. Some actions within the Consortium have already taken place lifting some of the trade embargo. Though the current wording of the laws, The Consortium has to have a trade treaty. That is if we wish to do business with other nations outside of the Consortium. This would give your people as well as mine a chance to improve their way of life, through hard honest work. Another positive aspect is, if I ever need to hire Mando’ade to help defend the Consortium I will have a legal avenue. I know here your people do such business in a more casual way. I’m tied down though through bureaucracy and political land mines. I can however proceed to open this door of economic opportunities. That is if I can get a verbal agreement with your government. This economic contract could be a great potential boon for the Mando’ade. It could possibly give you access to do business with companies within the Consortium. Companies that have shipyards that is capable of making very large capital ships, ships that can span up to three thousand meters in length. Is this something the Mando’ade would be interested in? Maybe you and have some questions or some aspect of the accord you wish to suggest or change?”


If this accord could be achieved Allana could see a chance for the two governments to work together securing a future for their people, one that did not force the other to change their way of life. It was a form of peace. With this accord the Mando’ade was still open to be hired as mercenaries by other governments. That was completely fine. Alalana nor The Consortium had any desire to change that.
 
Despite what many no doubt expected from those of her people, Keira was well-versed in the realm of diplomacy, politics and treaties. While it wasn't something she'd chosen to partake in initially, it eventually became her realm as she was given the responsibility of heading negotiations more and more often. This was no different than another of those assignments, except this time she had actual loyalty to the nation she spoke on behalf of, and a vested interest in the continued well-being of the vode above all else. When the initial terms were offered she was silent, mulling over all that had been said in that short fraction of time. One thing she was certain of was that she was thankful her people weren't so embroiled in politics, because she couldn't do this consistently. For now, however, she would entertain the present company, and her idea of a trade treaty.

"While I appreciate the offer you're making here, it doesn't seem to be anything that we couldn't obtain through other means that wouldn't require a trade treaty, such as companies within our own people or those we've worked with in the past. The only benefit that presently applies is that of your people being able to hire on the Mando'ade, and while we appreciate the credits obtained from mercenary work, there isn't a reason to enter into a treaty over it. If you wish to offer a contract to our people, all you have to do is approach an individual or a clan, and I'm sure they'd be more than happy to oblige. I can't guarantee acceptance, but I'm certain someone will offer their services." There was no ill will harbored towards the Hapans, but she wasn't going to enter a binding treaty if it wasn't necessary to do so. That would be a waste not just of her time, but that of the entire nation that looked to her and those high in the hierarchy for leadership.

"Presently I am going to decline the treaty due to all that I stated previously, unless you can offer us something that is exclusive to a deal with you and yours and is unable to be found anywhere else. Do we have an understanding?"

[member="Allana Badeaux"]
 

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