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[member="Bartic Myth'rand"] had been one of Mephirium's chosen men. The former leader of the Dominion had done well to impart the nature of Bartic's role onto his son, and Cedric had been wise enough to give Bartic the influence he had earned.
As the head of DSB, Bartic was the source of almost all the intelligence gathered for the Dominion's operations. His loyalty was absolute; so long as he received the proper praise and the promise of position, Cedric doubted the older man would ever be swayed from his current allegiance. Besides, it seemed that Bartic was host to a certain patriotism that was only natural of the Dominion's founders. He'd put in too much work, and taken too much pride in that work to step back now that they were on a galactic stage.
And so it was that DSB had begun the subtle takeover of numerous mega corporations throughout the galaxy. The purpose was two-fold: to deny the enemy industry, and to expand that influence of the Dominion's own.
Mon Cala had already been bought out by the Dominion's agents. Now CEC was on the verge of being stolen from right under the Galactic Alliance's nose.
Cedric invited the conductor of this massive show to his private office atop the capital building of Ession. There he waited, seated behind his desk, a glass of Balmoraan Bluesky hanging from his fingers as he watched the planet turn outside the massive glass window pane at his back. Night had just fallen, and so Bartic would be the first appointment for the day.
Depending on how things went, he might also be the last.
As the head of DSB, Bartic was the source of almost all the intelligence gathered for the Dominion's operations. His loyalty was absolute; so long as he received the proper praise and the promise of position, Cedric doubted the older man would ever be swayed from his current allegiance. Besides, it seemed that Bartic was host to a certain patriotism that was only natural of the Dominion's founders. He'd put in too much work, and taken too much pride in that work to step back now that they were on a galactic stage.
And so it was that DSB had begun the subtle takeover of numerous mega corporations throughout the galaxy. The purpose was two-fold: to deny the enemy industry, and to expand that influence of the Dominion's own.
Mon Cala had already been bought out by the Dominion's agents. Now CEC was on the verge of being stolen from right under the Galactic Alliance's nose.
Cedric invited the conductor of this massive show to his private office atop the capital building of Ession. There he waited, seated behind his desk, a glass of Balmoraan Bluesky hanging from his fingers as he watched the planet turn outside the massive glass window pane at his back. Night had just fallen, and so Bartic would be the first appointment for the day.
Depending on how things went, he might also be the last.