Faction First Steps | Final Dawn

[Mig Gred]

Mig listened, not able to keep a slight smirk from his face at the pros and cons of setting up things on Mon Cala. He definitely had a past of helping Rebellions pretty sneakily, so it was funny to bring it up. Admittedly though his mind did go through a few things before noticing Dorthea Dobson look over at him. He looked at the others, with Leddie keeping her eyes peeled on everyone else there.

"Look, I don't think my allegiances are a secret, but maybe some of my past isn't well know to those here. What makes this empire different than the Maw, or Sith, or Eternals. Been stabbed in the back once by one already, and I have all the Mandalorian capitals CST has designed to past few years as proof of that." The question and statement were given in a serious ton as he looked at the others. Maybe his sense was wrong, but something just gnawing at the back of the older Mandalorian's mind though, and he'd rather not get his clan and house dragged into a new war that would have the galaxy coming for his neck. Once was enough for him.

Dalton Chamas Marlon Sularen Sawasi Sacerdotal Gabriel Creed

 

[Marlon Sularen]

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F I R S T_S T E P S

FINAL DAWN
DAMASCUS STATION, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES

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Sularen listened as the others gave their thoughts in regards to his future plans for the Final Dawn. Understandably, given the distance between Imperial Space and Damascus Station, it made sense that Dorthea Dobson might have concerns in regards to the complicated logistics, as convoys headed from Damascus Station to Imperial Space and vice-versa would have to travel long distances and could be at risk of attack from criminal elements, not to mention the complicated logistics surrounding the matter. As Dorthea pointed out, there was still a lot of topics to be discussed about in order to facilitate further cooperation between the Nomadic People's Coalition and the Final Dawn, however Sularen had a more simpler solution.

"If i'm correct Ms. Dobson, i do believe Damascus Station itself is capable of performing hyperspace travel. If that's the case that instead of investing in securing trade routes between the Southern Outer Rim and Imperial Space for our respective organizations, wouldn't it be easier for Damascus Station to be moved towards Imperial Space instead? This will in turn reduce the distance between our organizations and facilitate further cooperation in the foreseeable future, which will most certainly be mutually beneficial for both the Final Dawn and the Nomadic People's Coalition." Sularen said. "However securing some of the old infrastructure left behind within the Silver Jedi could be beneficial for us regardless as we could strike a few deals with certain groups of interest within the former Silver Jedi Concord that could potentially further accelerate our growth"

Then, Sularen shifted his attention to General Sacerdotal. His proposal was quite interesting to say the least as he pointed out that many remnants of the Empire were most likely still out there and that they would resist any attempt made by the Final Dawn to settle within Imperial Space. He then suggested that instead of moving towards Imperial Space, that the Final Dawn re-located to Mon Cala instead making use of it's vast shipyards to increase their shipbuilding industry. However even though it was a sound argument, it was nevertheless flawed and one of those flaws would be pointed out by Dalton Chamas in the form of Mon Cala's traditional pro-democratic sentiment.

As Dalton would proceed to outline, the Mon Calamari would most likely resist any attempt to seize their shipyards and having an active resistance movement within one's capital was a dangerous precedent that could undermine the legitimacy of Sularen's new empire. Thus after Dalton finished speaking, Sularen would proceed to respond once more. "I do agree that there is some risk in moving into Imperial Space as there will be resistance to any attempt made by us to settle there, however i do believe that certain elements of the Empire can still be integrated into the Final Dawn through negotiation and compromise while the Mon Cala will most likely seek to eject us from Mon Calamari regardless of any attempt to negotiation or reach any compromise with them, especially as they can reach out to nations such as the Galactic Alliance and the Rimward Trade League for further support against us"

"Finally, you mentioned the Mon Calamari Shipyards and how controlling them might improve our chances at empire building, however Imperial Space itself possesses vast shipbuilding facilities such as the Shipyards at Prefsbelt IV, Entralla and Yaga Minor not to mention the fact that the Final Dawn already possesses large mobile shipyards that can be moved into the area and Damascus Station itself, who's manufacturing capabilities rivals and perhaps even surpassed our largest existing shipyards at Exegol. These three factors, the pre-existing shipyards, the Final Dawn's mobile shipyards and Damascus Station, would be enough to create a strong shipbuilding industry almost overnight that could potential rival that of the Galactic Alliance itself."

Then there was the case of Mig Gred who inquired on the differences between Sularen's envisioned new Empire and the Maw, Sith and Eternals as well as mentioning the fact that he had been betrayed by an Empire already, which the High Regent believed was a reference to the Empire or another Imperial Regime in the past that had fought the Silver Jedi Concord. Sularen understood the man's concern given that he also had some experience in working with Sith, having been betrayed by one decades ago. Sometimes he considered himself fortunate that the Maw had never turned on him despite the volatile internal situation of the Maw with the growing friction between the Tribal Old Guard and the New Sith Order. However, Sularen had vowed to correct any and all wrongdoings committed against him, which included betrayals and backstabbing, and he was no hypocrite, being a man of his word. Thus once Gred finished speaking, Sularen gave his response.

"I intend to take a unique approach to galactic geopolitics, Mig Gred. I have realized most recently, that most, if not all galactic governments both large and small across the galaxy treat each other based on moral or ideological considerations. Democratic nations will always treat Imperialist nations with hostility and vice-versa as shown with the recent cold war between the Galactic Alliance and the Empire. The same can be said with groups of interests with opposing ideological views or moral values such as the Jedi and Sith who have been locked in conflict for as far as six millennia and perhaps even before that. This sort of mindset is why the galaxy is plagued by constant warfare, people who have been consumed by their ideology and moral values that they aren't capable of tolerating those with conflicting beliefs, seeking to eradicate said conflicting beliefs no matter what"

"It is why I've approached all of you individuals here today, despite any ideological differences we might have especially given our affiliation. You all served in regimes that once opposed the Maw and yet here we are today sitting in the same room, having a civilized discussion. This is the type of approach i intend to take moving forward, expanding our new empire via diplomacy first and military force second without any regards to ideology, ethics or morals. That is the future i envision for this new empire."

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Tags [Attendees] | Dorthea Dobson | Sawasi Sacerdotal | Mig Gred
Tags [Security Detail]| Gabriel Creed | Dalton Chamas ​

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[Contispex XX Bernardus]

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It would seem that his mere suggestion of Mon Cala as a potential capital was rejected most considerably by the other delegations within the meeting room. A Final Dawn Security Official by the name of Dalton Chamas did make a sound argument in the fact that Mon Cala was particularly against Imperial Aligned governments and would prove more of a liability than an asset. However, sound his argument might have been it would not dissuade him from casting a glance at the man with an eyebrow raised. If the man was of any importance to the overall discussion they were having, he would not be running security for the event and would have a place at the table.

General Sawasi would hold his tongue for now and await the responses from the other delegations within the room. Representative Mig Gred from the Silver Jedi Concord did bring up a valid point, what did make their empire different than the Eternal Empire, the Brotherhood of the Maw, or the New Sith Empire near the Rimward Trade League? If the Final Dawn was going to establish an empire they would need to hammer things out appropriately in order to prevent rebellions early on and make themselves different than the Fel Empire underneath the Rule of the Tarkinist Administration.

They quickly got their answer from the High Regent Marlon Sularen who began by addressing the concerns of the Director of Damascus Station Dorthea Dobson . Moving the station was certainly logical if the idea of protecting trade routes was a concern. As well as securing some of the old instructions left behind by the Silver Jedi for use by the new empire moving forward. The High Regent then turned towards his own question and much like the security official was not overjoyed at the idea of moving to Mon Cala.

Those that remained within the former Fel Empire were loyal to the Fel Throne for the most part. The Final Dawn could attempt to absorb them into their ranks but being underneath the thumb of another for so long made anyone's desire for independent power more apparent. While there certainly might be a large number of shipyards within the former territory of the empire, they would resist considerably and risk damaging the facilities that the Final Dawn would like to employ. The High Regent was unusually confident in building up an armada to challenge the Alliance on the front lines.

The topic was moved once more to answering Mig Gred's inquiries. He found it quite amusing that the Final Dawn who has committed countless massacres across the galaxy would even attempt to change their tune. A Civilized Discussion was all good when you had the power of a navy behind your diplomacy after all.

"You've laid out a good rough draft, High Regent." General Sawasi started to explain. "But I am going to need some of the finer details in order to get on board fully. Where our Capital is going to be in your mind, how the government will function. If You've planned a successor if you should happen to fall in battle. I do not want to be involved in a "My empire shall not outlive me" kind of situation.".


Gabriel Creed

 

[Dorthea Dobson]

Dorthea was not terribly fond of the fact that someone was talking about an entirely different shipyard when they were literally inside of a galaxy-class industrial fortress at this time. Her eyes bored right into Contispex XX Bernardus‘s head but she kept quiet. She had to focus.

Thankfully, Dalton Chamas seemes to build a case before she would need to say anything. He outlined some facts regarding the general nature of Mon cals and their relationship with imperial regimes. The case made was actually pretty solid. Impressive for a security goon. Might have to throw some work his way in the future…

Consequently, the mercenary’s words made her wonder why Contispex XX Bernardus had even suggested Mon Calamari in the first place. He was clearly very imperial, and it was extremely unlikely that he had any investments in that sector. His logic in proposing a closer capital was decent, but there had been a literal million other options to choose from. Aside from, perhaps, a desire to subjugate anti-imperial cultures, the only thing that Contispex XX Bernardus suggestion seemed to be capable of suggesting was circumventing Damascus Station.

But before Dorthea could point that out in her signature outrage, Mig Gred spoke up about his concerns about imperial… empires, as Dorthea’s mental language skills seemed to elude her at this time. She didn’t let herself stress too hard about his concerns though. He was here to do business, and he wouldn’t have come all this way just to sling poodoo around. He was likely just testing the landscape before putting anything of substance on the table. She smiled at his question, but said nothing, patiently curious about what he might try to strike a deal for in the next phase of negotiations. She also remembered that she might try to establish an exclusive supply contract with him, leveraging her massive beskar reserves if the opportunity arrived. But she would wait until he exhibited better comfort or showed an opening.

Then, Marlon Sularen began to make his responses, taking control of the room. He addressed everyone carefully, but the point that concerned her most was his suggestion that Damascus Station could move to a different location.

To that, Dorthea inhaled through her teeth before replying, “yeah, it’s not a… terrible idea, but that is much, much easier said than done. When you all were coming in, you might have noticed that Damascus Station is in between the two worlds Hammer and Anvil? There are… many reasons for this.

“Now, you’re not wrong, we do have a hyperdrive, but that is strictly for emergencies. The structure is not build for excursions, and damages would need to be repaired at the end of the journey. It’s highly mitigated with modifications, but those take time. So if we’re serious about moving the station, allocating resources and relocating people in certain sections of the ship will take time.

“There’s also the matter of finding a suitable replacement for our current real estate. You see, we don’t actually have a dedicated central power plant. Our power grid leverages energy from the constantly alternating magnetic field between Hammer and Anvil. This power source is what drives our production facilities. We have smaller reactors throughout the station, but those are to keep the lights on in an emergency. The use of the natural alternating currents is what allows us to drive our costs down, reducing our demand for fuel.

“There are also other, smaller considerations that would need to be taken into account. Like the fact that Damascus has enjoyed a luxurious proximity to the natural ores and minerals that exist on Anvil and the profitable gases inside of Hammer. While we attempt to decrease overhead costs by shortening the transit distances of manufacturing goods, our costs for transporting raw materials to the station will increase. Perhaps not proportionally, but it is a consideration. In order to retain our competitive pricing, arrangements for the economical acquisition of raw materials will also need to be considered.

“So, we have two options. One, we can arrange for safe, long distance trade routes. For this option, we would need to arrange for contracts with shipping companies. Then, we need to find adequate protection services that know how to move goods through jurisdictional centres in a cost effective manner.” Dorthea shot a quick, deliberate look at Mig Gred , as she knew that he was well acquainted with the old concord territory. Hopefully he would be keen on the opportunity, if this option was chosen. She then continued, “In this scenario, Damascus Station would likely take on the role of being a satellite colony for the Final Dawn.”

“Or two, we can endeavour to find suitably sufficient real estate to replace Hammer and Anvil. For this option, we must find a system that meets three criteria,” she held up a finger, “one, the system must absolutely have a powerful, alternating magnetic field of some kind to supply power for the production facilities. Two, it must have close proximity to a world with ample reserves of ores, minerals, and industrial gasses. And of course, three, it must be close to the Final Dawn’s projected territory.”

She then closed her fist, and set her hand back in the table before continuing, “so, like Contispex XX Bernardus, I think that the location of the next capital of the Final Dawn should be disclosed before we settle anything further.”

She had a couple suggestions, but she would wait to see what everyone said about the situation regarding Damascus Station first.

Then a thought occurred to her. She leaned over to Gabriel Creed and whispered, “Call my protocol droid over here. I think I’ll need him.

 

[Dalton Chamas]

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With : Marlon Sularen Dorthea Dobson Mig Gred Contispex XX Bernardus Gabriel Creed

Dalton found himself beginning to like the Director, she was smart and spoke to the heart of the matter. He watched the others to read reactions to her statements. They all wanted answers, and the Director had just explained why they needed to have those answers in order to move forward. Commitment to the cause came with knowing just what you were committing to. The High Regent would need to share if he wanted to win over even some of those assembled in the meeting. He didn't feel the need to add to what the Director, the Mandalorian and the General had asked.

He didn't waste time wondering what the others thought of a security goon speaking his mind. They would come to know who he was and what he could do in good time. With the backing of Tetatech and their vast resources, he could do quite a bit. For now though, he was here to see what developed. He would share his thoughts if and when he deemed them of value to the conversation, otherwise, he'd watch the room, and maintain his secure vigil over the meeting, ready for trouble. He was, after all, head of his security goon squad.

The Final Dawn. He thought that a bit ostentatious for a name, but they were planning to forge an interstellar empire, so ostentatious was the order of the day, Dalton supposed to himself. They needed a power base. They already had the resources and the industrial and military capacity to seize any location outside of the major powers' territory, or there would be no point to this gathering. Who was already decided. When, in his mind, should be soon, while the galaxy was still in a state of chaos. Why? Because they could. How and Where were the most important questions, details be damned.

How would be the details of division of labor, who was in charge of Army, Navy, Intelligence, Economy, Foreign Policy, and all the other important aspects of government. That would hopefully be determined by merit, though as was the way of the galaxy, those present at the beginning would take on the most senior posts, and choose subordinates they favored. In that way they would each shape the policy of their own area under the lead of the High Regent, the only one whose position and authority were yet clear.

Where might just be the most important decision, and have the greatest lasting impact on the creation of the new Empire, the establishment of the Final Dawn's sphere of influence. That location would be where the new government would make its first stand against anyone, rebel or foreign government, who did not wish to see a new upstart regime rise, one that could present a threat to them. Wherever the group chose, it would become a target instantly. They had to choose well. Dalton had his own ideas on the subject, but he wasn't sure enough to speak up just yet. There were many other more experienced and senior heads in the room to speak their minds. And the High Regent first among them, for he alone would lay out his vision for the new government.

Dalton did wonder if Gabriel Creed was going to put his ten credit's worth in at some point. If the higher ups were going to trust you to watch their back with guns, they should to his mind consider your opinions valid. But that was for the other man to decide for himself. He was interested in particular what system would be the capital, because that was going to affect him personally. It might not be for him to decide, but he was going to have to work there. It was a curious thing to watch history being made.

 

[Marlon Sularen]

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F I R S T_S T E P S

FINAL DAWN
DAMASCUS STATION, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES

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So far the Conference was going smoothly, far greater then the High Regent's original expectations. Originally, Sularen had expected the summit to devolve into pointless arguments given the differences between the many attendees, something he already had prior experience with especially with a previous summit at Eriadu and the very last Session of the Galactic Alliance's Senate that he had partaken in. Now all the High Regent needed to do was to find common ground with all the attendees and ensure that once they formally joined the Final Dawn, that they could never threaten his power just like Credius Nargath did all those years ago when he usurped control over another organization Sularen once presided over after his second exile from the Core Worlds.

After Sularen gave his response to the earlier statements made by the other attendees, Contispex spoke once more this time asking a few more questions in regards to the Final Dawn such as where Sularen intended to establish the new capital of the Final Dawn, how the Final Dawn's government would function and if the High Regent had any succession plan should any unfortunate fate befall him. Contispex like Mig Gred was quite cautious about joining the Final Dawn, which Sularen understood but people like them was exactly the type he needed for the Final Dawn, individuals who asked first and jumped to conclusions later.

After Contispex finished speaking, Dorthea Dobson spoke up, talking about the potential complications that may arise in regards to moving Damascus Station from it's current position into a system closer to Final Dawn territory. Apparently, it made use of the constantly alternating magnetic field of the two planets it was sandwiched between and the only way it could remain operational was by moving it to a planet with a constant alternating magnetic field, located near a source of valuable ores, minerals, and industrial gasses as well as being in proximity to the Final Dawn.

Taking Dorthea's final statements into consideration, Sularen decided to address the issue of the Final Dawn's future status first, starting with the capital. "As of now i do not have a single planet in mind to serve as a future capital of the Final Dawn, although my preference one with strong similarities to the Final Dawn's current capital of O'reen, a heavily fortified and militarized world with a strong industrial base, located in proximity to a source of raw materials, which would also possess a considerable population."

"Already my agents have identified certain planets that meet this criteria that could serve as suitable candidates for our new capital after our relocation, planets such as Nirauan, Prefsbelt IV, Entralla and Bastion to name a few." Sularen said. Even though these worlds were most-likely occupied by Imperial Hardliners opposed the Final Dawn, Sularen knew that through Gunboat Diplomacy and actual use of force, the Final Dawn could secure it's place in the New Territories within the Outer Rim.

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Tags [Attendees] | Dorthea Dobson | Contispex XX Bernardus | Mig Gred
Tags [Security Detail]| Gabriel Creed | Dalton Chamas ​

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[Mig Gred]

Mig listened, nodding a bit. Maybe this would be different, but if it wasn't he had his ways. Either way, as business, he had an idea, though. He looked over and thought before finally speaking up.

"CST can provide cargo and escort ships. Hopefully keep things safe." Yeah, it wasn't much he guessed, but it would hopefully help. He then spoke up again. "As for a capital, or anything like that, I'm not the one to ask. I'd just make sure wherever you want to set up actually wants you there. Doesn't really go well if you aren't."

(Sorry it's a bit short. Having some writer's block.)

Marlon Sularen Dorthea Dobson Contispex XX Bernardus Gabriel Creed Dalton Chamas

 

[Dalton Chamas]

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With : Marlon Sularen Dorthea Dobson Mig Gred Contispex XX Bernardus Gabriel Creed

Dalton took in the room while the High Regent listed off potential capital worlds, all of which had some merit. There did not seem to be any outward opposition, nor expressions of immediate support. They weren't yet committed. Dalton was a little surprised that the Mandalorian of Clan Gred did not make a case for taking up residence in the Mandalore Sector, but he must have had his reasons. The High Regent clearly favoured a position deep in former Imperial territory. As for the others, it was difficult to tell.

There were a thousand options that would satisfy the group's needs as he saw them, but none so attractive as to stand out from the crowd. Someone would need to make a selection, before the entire escapade was ruined by paralysis of analysis. It was better, in his mind, to make a substandard selection than to wait too long, and be forced to react rather than act, as other powers made their own moves on the great galactic dejarik board.

Imperial Space and Mandalorian Space were options, certainly more attractive than trying to hold down somewhere with a troublesome and independent local population like Mon Cala or Kashyyyk. They both had solid trade routes running through them. Dalton, however, favoured a third choice, which also had well established trade lanes and infrastructure.

The Corporate Sector. A world such as Bonadan, already highly industrialized, with a large population of workers already dedicated to their crafts. There were dozens of suitable planets in the Corporate Sector that could function as a capital, with the support network already established. A change in governance happened to those people every day with the corporate buyouts, transfers of ownership, and other economically driven factors. They'd hardly notice their new masters.

Not yet ready to put his advice on the table, Dalton yet remained silent, waiting for others to speak their minds on the topic. Security goons had to look the strong silent type, that way when they spoke, it was something worth hearing. "Checking in, all quiet out here, Mr C." Ringo's voice in his earpiece. His partner, once his protege, but now a solid operator and experienced leader in his own right, Dalton trusted him with his life. He replied with a comm click. The squad were maintaining their overwatch, and had not spotted trouble.

 

[Contispex XX Bernardus]

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The inquiry was met with a partial answer from the High Regent Marlon Sularen . There were several suggestions on a Capital Planet for the Final Dawn's New Empire but the ones currently being mulled over were likely underneath the rule of Imperial Warlords from the recently fractured Fel Empire. Expelling them from said planets through force would take up considerable resources needed elsewhere to establish a proper government that can be recognized by the other galactic powers still standing. It became apparent to His Holiness of the Pius Dea during the conversation throughout the meeting that the High Regent was inadequately experienced in political formations and would be better suited in a largely military role within the new empire. And the fact that the regent did not answer to his question about having a planned successor unnerved him considerably.

The Pius Dea could ill afford to support this new government without proper planning. A statement from Mig Gred grabbed him from mental pondering. Contispex XX had to agree with his assessment that a capital would only serve them well if the populace was receptive of such an idea. New Empires don't survive without a populace supporting them fully otherwise they can be turned quite quickly into the embrace of heretics.

"Would it not be best to have two capitals. We can set up major government functions on a stationary world of our choosing which can serve as our official capital of the new empire on paper. The second capital would be mobile, able to be hidden within a nearby nebula or void zone. Which the government could use to withdraw in times of major crisis." He explained in a rather off handed gesture while stroking his white beard, it was certainly a valid suggestion to take into consideration.

Dorthea Dobson
Gabriel Creed
Dalton Chamas

 

[Marlon Sularen]

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F I R S T_S T E P S

FINAL DAWN
DAMASCUS STATION, OUTER RIM TERRITORIES

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After Sularen finished, Mig Gred spoke up stating that his Corporation, Concord Specialized Technologies would be able to provide cargo and escort ships to maintain the supply routes between the new territories of the Final Dawn and the Nomadic People's Coalition before further suggesting that the High Regent ensured that wherever he planned to relocate the Final Dawn would be receptive to the idea, given that as outlined earlier in the summit, establishing themselves on a Planet whose population was hostile to them was not a good idea. After all if Sularen's recalled correctly, this was one of the factors that led to the collapse of the Zweihander Union, formed as a result of a schism within a previous faction Sularen had once presided over. What intrigued Sularen the most was the silence of Mig Gred. He had barely spoken in this summit and while he seemed interested in working with the Final Dawn, the High Regent still had some suspicions given his past allegiances, but as long as he and Gred were able to see things eye to eye and collaborate on matters that could benefit both the Final Dawn and Clan Gred along with CST, then Sularen had no issues in working with him.

Next up was Contispex who suggested that the Final Dawn establish two capitals. A fixed capital located on a planet in which the Final Dawn would eventually settle on, and then a mobile one located onboard a Space Station where the Regime could withdraw in times of crisis or if an enemy nation managed to seize the capital. It was a good suggestion and it was an concept that Sularen had in mind already having already begun work on a mobile station that would suit this proposal very well, only that the main issue was that the ongoing Second Great Hyperspace War had diverted alot of resources away from that station which was still incomplete due to constant delays and a lack of proper funding. Regardless, Contispex's proposal had merit and it was something that Sularen would seriously consider moving forward.

Thus, Sularen would speak once more first addressing Mig Gred. "The Support of the CST will be much appreciated as it will at least allow us to maintain supply routes with the Nomadic People's Coalition until a suitable planet for the relocation of Damascus Station can be found." he began. "I am also well aware of the ramifications of installing ourselves in Imperial Space. But i am confident we won't face any serious opposition, if we play our cards carefully. The Empire was built on the principles of peace, order and prosperity, and the breakdown of Imperial Authority will render those principles on Imperial worlds completely moot. I expect the many powerful Grand Moffs of the Empire to slowly begin carving out their own fiefdoms and for infighting amongst these newly established Warlords to follow suit shortly afterwards."

"The Carnage and devastation brought forth by the grandiose ambitions of these Warlords will give us the opportunity to step in and provide worlds affected by the infighting with an opportunity to see the return to the old days, the restoration of peace and stability on their worlds, and these worlds will welcome us with open arms" Sularen finished. He then turned to Contispex to began to speak in regards to his proposal. "As for your proposal, Contispex, it does have merit and it is a concept that i am seriously considering for a while now. Already we have begun the construction of a mobile station that would fit the criteria of this mobile capital for a while now, and we do expect to complete the station before our permanent relocation into Imperial Space."

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Tags [Attendees] | Dorthea Dobson | Contispex XX Bernardus | Mig Gred
Tags [Security Detail]| Gabriel Creed ​

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[Dorthea Dobson]

Overall, Dorthea was mostly pleased. The concern that she had brought up for how long it would take to move Damascus Station seemed to not be a dealbreaker. And Mig Gred had agreed to facilitate the securing of trade routes. Given his connections and familiarity with those regions, he was by far an ideal choice. She shot him a quick nod, and said, “Thank you, Mr. Gred. I’ll have my teams draft up the paperwork, and your people will have it by the time you are ready to leave here. You are free to take as much time as you need to review it all of course.”

And with that, she returned her attention to Contispex XX Bernardus and Marlon Sularen , “I feel like this is going well. Once the more fixed location has been established, I recommend that we begin excursions that stem from that location to find a suitable home for Damascus Station. I’m sure that it will be a hell of a process. The only thing left is the matter if security.

“@Marlon Sularen , as you must be aware, we have our own defense forces, but they are limited by the scale of our population and economics. Ie: for every warship we build ourselves, we are not building a ship for a paying customer. Therefore, once we are established as your primary supplier, we will have a much larger target on ourselves. We will, of course, continue to expand our navy appropriately, but we won’t be able to match the potential sheer scale of the Final Dawn. Not even by a long shot. Now, I suspect that this is a no-brainer, but I still have to ask this on record for the board that I report to. Once I have your answer on file, our alliance will be finalized, and the Final Dawn will have our full endorsement:

“Can the Nomadic People’s Coalition count on the military support of the Final Dawn in the event of an attack?”