Commander Oryon Melan
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Post by Commander Oryon Melan on Nov 23, 2017 19:51:44 GMT -8
Commodore Reinhard Yularen arrived to the Office of the Supreme Commander - a title he still regarded with distaste. In fact, he hated the whole concept of a 'First Order' and he missed the days when the Empire was called by its true name. But truly, that was irrelevant to his being here. He stood, pristine in his dazzling white uniform, as he waited for the Supreme Commander to see him.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Nov 23, 2017 20:07:27 GMT -8
Commodore Reinhard Yularen arrived to the Office of the Supreme Commander - a title he still regarded with distaste. In fact, he hated the whole concept of a 'First Order' and he missed the days when the Empire was called by its true name. But truly, that was irrelevant to his being here. He stood, pristine in his dazzling white uniform, as he waited for the Supreme Commander to see him.
His eyes look up from the datapad when Commodore Yularen stood before his desk, making the Imperial set it down. Nicademus was well aware of this person, having read the reports of the vicious raid on Naboo. Although, he himself wouldn't call it a raid, more like an attack, based on the principles of total war. As long as the reasons were justified, the Imperial would look negatively upon it. His eyes glance behind Yuleran, watching as the inner doors of his suite close before speaking.Commodore Yularen, what brings you to my attention? |
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Post by Commander Oryon Melan on Nov 24, 2017 2:39:33 GMT -8
"Reforms, Supreme Commander. Of late the Imperial Security Bureau has been castrated. I would like to propose that the Tarkin Initiative be restarted, the Inquisition be returned to the Empire, and the purview of the ISB be extended."
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Nov 24, 2017 7:25:09 GMT -8
Nicademus leans forward in his chair, clasping his hands together upon his desk. The ISB was castrated? They still performed their job well, providing necessary intelligence that helped with the conquests of the Chiss, the Coreward regions, and elsewhere. The Supreme Commander had not once hindered them, though they had a tendency of having silent Directors to command them. Thankfully, their ranks did not reflect on their leadership as they remained a hive of activity.
The Inquisition never worked for the Imperial Security Bureau, Commodore. It was its own separate branch of the larger Imperial Intelligence. Its purpose is being handled by my Hands and the Commissars of the First Order. As well as the Tarkin Initiative, which has already been revived. Under my direct command, a series of military research facilities have ensured that the First Order remains advanced in its weaponry and technology.
The main of these facilities was Nirauan, where the death trooper and dark trooper programs had been reborn. It was also the location where new vehicles and warships had been conceived and brought into reality, making the First Order even more powerful. It was Nicademus's idea to place the facility in the Hand of Thrawn, the former HQ of the Empire of the Hand.
And where exactly do you wish to the ISB to be extended to, Commodore?
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Post by Commander Oryon Melan on Nov 24, 2017 9:05:11 GMT -8
"With respect, Supreme Commander, the Inquisition was never under Imperial Intelligence because they were in the habit of using Fallen Jedi. An ISB Inquisition would be highly trained and specialised death squads.
As for the Tarkin Initiative - you have successfully restarted the Advanced Weapons Development Program, but that is not the Initiative. The Initiative was a collection of the greatest minds - scientific and military - to forward the agenda of the Empire.
I wish to see the ISB given more resources and manpower - we were far more effective in the days of Isaard, and with some investment, we can be again."
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Nov 24, 2017 9:50:44 GMT -8
The Supreme Commander rises from his desk, proceeding to walk around his desk now. He had been sitting for many hours now, reviewing reports and meeting with officers. His legs felt they could use a nice stretch. Nicademus ponders on the idea of a strong ISB, one that could easily be a double-edged sword. A powerful ISB could help resolve internal and external problems, but could also take authority into its own hands. Without consulting the Supreme Commander and going against his will, something that the Imperial did not want to see come to past.
Your proposal... has merits and concerns, Commodore Yularen. Such an investment could prove to be a benefit and a liability, depending on who is appointed, who leads what, and how the expenditure of resources is utilized.
Imperial Intelligence still functioned as normal, without little problems. It was the fact that directors tended to vanish overnight. Their first director, a Sith Lord, vanished months after their revival. The Acting Director disappearing not long ago. Though the main leadership was compromised, the body still functioned well at his command and that of the senior military staffing.
Commodore, I do not believe we need a revival of the Tarkin Initiative right now. Those great minds that you speak of are currently residing over at the central facility of the First Order's Military Research division. Thus I feel this proposal is not needed.
But as for other proposal...
As for your renovations to the Imperial Intelligence, these are acceptable. I will have our military academies on New Carida and Corulag begin finding suitable recruits among our Stormtrooper programs that would be suited as death troopers. They will be transferred to Muunilinst for their conditioning under the First Order Commissars. We will first test the waters with your reforms. If they prove successful, you will get the resources and manpower you deserve.
Now to give Yularen a fitting rank to ensure he could carry out these reforms.
In order for you to have proper authority to perform these tasks, Commodore, I will elevate you to the rank of Central Commander of the Imperial Intelligence. Its a senior military post among their ranks that should give you the right authority to enact these reforms.
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Post by Commander Oryon Melan on Nov 24, 2017 11:16:27 GMT -8
Yularen gave a solemn nod.
"That leaves the test for such a unit - a high profile assassination could work to that effect. A Triumvir, perhaps?"
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Merrik Piett
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Post by Merrik Piett on Nov 24, 2017 12:52:39 GMT -8
Through the grand halls of the First Order headquarters march a pair of humans. One of them wore a black uniform, crisp and polished, bearing the rank insignia of a First Order Naval Commander. Commander Merrik Piett of Special Task Force "Primus" moved his slightly longer than regulation dark blond hair out of his eyes as he lead the other human through the Headquarters facility and past a multitude of security checkpoints, until they finally made their way into the most secure area of the facility, the office of the Supreme Commander himself. A few beads of sweat gloss across the young officer's face as they near the office. It has been a long time since he had been in the man's presence, in fact the First Order had just been forged when he had been sent off on his mission to the outer rim. So much could change in that time,
so much uncertainty. He felt like he had known his commander back in the days of the Deep Core Remnant, but with so much more power at his fingertips what might have changed. Well there was only one way to find out.
Stay here. He gestures to his companion to stand outside the office as he takes a deep breath and makes his way in. Keeping his eyes forward, and not on the magnificent holoscreens that make up a good portion of the office Merrik makes his way carefully, with proper marching rythem up to the Supreme Commander and immediately kneels, head facing the floor, blue eyes down. You sent for me Sir? They die had been cast, it was time to see how things had changed since he had been away.
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Xakire
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Post by Xakire on Nov 26, 2017 1:20:24 GMT -8
Some time after the Blackguard expedition on Mustafar...
As soon as his fleet had arrived back at Muunlinst, the capital for the First Order, Xakire headed straight for the Supreme Commander's office. As he strode confidently through the Imperial Strategic Command's halls hands clasped behind his back and wearing his naval uniform, Xakire wondered why this planet was still the First Order's capital. Sure, it was as good a spot as any when the First Order was yet another fledgling successor state to the Empire and choices for a capital were limited, but now the First Order controlled a decent portion of the galaxy and a number of words Xakire would have thought to be more suitable. It didn't matter much though, perhaps it was chosen as its in a safer location than say Kuat. The First Order had come far since Xakire first walked these halls. All he hoped was that the First Order wouldn't fall into the same traps and mistakes that the empires and remnants before had.
He entered the Supreme Commander's Office as soon as he reached its door. He wasn't particularly rude or agressive about it. He simply refused to wait for such lowly men such as who he assume were aides or lower ranked officers. Unlike many other Sith and Force users, Xakire didn't belive that all non-Force users were inherently inferior to all Force users. On the contrary some like Thrawn, and yes the Supreme Commander were competent and even more superior in Xakire's mind to some Force users. That was why Xakire agreed to willingly serve under Nicademus Delvardus IV despite his lack of Force powers. However, regardless of that, Xakire didn't like to be kept waiting.
He approached the Supreme Commander and waited, though he did not interrupt the Supreme Commander. He wasn't rude and could be patient...when he felt like it.
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Nov 26, 2017 14:42:07 GMT -8
Yularen gave a solemn nod. "That leaves the test for such a unit - a high profile assassination could work to that effect. A Triumvir, perhaps?"
On top of that, intelligence meant knowledge and knowledge meant power. The Galactic Alliance was still very foreign, despite having fought their predecessor, the Rebel Alliance, beforehand. In order to capitalize on anything, they needed information.For now, Commodore, get the Imperial Intelligence in working order. We will need them in the future to come. I will be granting you permission to use the planet of Dubrillion as your headquarters. There is a weapons testing facility there and a manufacturing plant that could churn out walkers.The Supreme Commander grabs the datapad on his desk and begins typing into it.Your personal fleet will officially be under Imperial Intelligence as well, ensuring they are outside the normal chain of command. As a result, they will only answer to your orders, Central Commander, and mine. I will have recruits, resources and other necessities diverted to Dubrillion for your usage.Through the grand halls of the First Order headquarters march a pair of humans. One of them wore a black uniform, crisp and polished, bearing the rank insignia of a First Order Naval Commander. Commander Merrik Piett of Special Task Force "Primus" moved his slightly longer than regulation dark blond hair out of his eyes as he lead the other human through the Headquarters facility and past a multitude of security checkpoints, until they finally made their way into the most secure area of the facility, the office of the Supreme Commander himself. A few beads of sweat gloss across the young officer's face as they near the office. It has been a long time since he had been in the man's presence, in fact the First Order had just been forged when he had been sent off on his mission to the outer rim. So much could change in that time,so much uncertainty. He felt like he had known his commander back in the days of the Deep Core Remnant, but with so much more power at his fingertips what might have changed. Well there was only one way to find out.Stay here. He gestures to his companion to stand outside the office as he takes a deep breath and makes his way in. Keeping his eyes forward, and not on the magnificent holoscreens that make up a good portion of the office Merrik makes his way carefully, with proper marching rythem up to the Supreme Commander and immediately kneels, head facing the floor, blue eyes down. You sent for me Sir? They die had been cast, it was time to see how things had changed since he had been away. Some time after the Blackguard expedition on Mustafar...As soon as his fleet had arrived back at Muunlinst, the capital for the First Order, Xakire headed straight for the Supreme Commander's office. As he strode confidently through the Imperial Strategic Command's halls hands clasped behind his back and wearing his naval uniform, Xakire wondered why this planet was still the First Order's capital. Sure, it was as good a spot as any when the First Order was yet another fledgling successor state to the Empire and choices for a capital were limited, but now the First Order controlled a decent portion of the galaxy and a number of worlds Xakire would have thought to be more suitable. It didn't matter much though, perhaps it was chosen as its in a safer location than say Kuat. The First Order had come far since Xakire first walked these halls. All he hoped was that the First Order wouldn't fall into the same traps and mistakes that the empires and remnants before had.
He entered the Supreme Commander's Office as soon as he reached its door. He wasn't particularly rude or agressive about it. He simply refused to wait for such lowly men such as who he assume were aides or lower ranked officers. Unlike many other Sith and Force users, Xakire didn't belive that all non-Force users were inherently inferior to all Force users. On the contrary some like Thrawn, and yes the Supreme Commander were competent and even more superior in Xakire's mind to some Force users. That was why Xakire agreed to willingly serve under Nicademus Delvardus IV despite his lack of Force powers. However, regardless of that, Xakire didn't like to be kept waiting.
He approached the Supreme Commander and waited, though he did not interrupt the Supreme Commander. He wasn't rude and could be patient...when he felt like it. |
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Merrik Piett
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Post by Merrik Piett on Nov 26, 2017 19:45:42 GMT -8
Well no sudden and immediate calls for his execution, so maybe things haven't changed too much in his absence, of course it was still early. Thankfully there is good news to report. Having received no permission to rise, and due to his still somewhat uncertain position, Merrik remains face toward the ground and kneeling as he responds. Yes Sir... My Lord. Damn, he really should have though to ask someone what the proper form of address was before reporting. Being that it was too late to go back the imperial officer continued as smoothly as he could manage. The Warlord Thraiven has been eliminated, and what forces that weren't destroyed have either been folded into my own Task force or scattered to the farthest corners of the galaxy. Merrik couldn't help but smile a little as he remembered the glorious battle in the asteroid field where the warlord had set up his forces. Using superior information and Tactics his small force had managed to remove Thraiven's flagship, including the warlord himself,
before the rest of the force had even been aware that Task Force "Primus" had even been nearby. After that it had been a simple matter of accepting surrenders and destroying whatever ships still felt like they needed to fight on. He will not cause any more trouble. Quickly remembering the man he had left outside Commander Piett adds I was aided by the superior information gathering of an agent who you might find rather useful in the future. He came back with me and seems very eager to meet you.
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Post by Soku Ren on Nov 27, 2017 18:25:33 GMT -8
Speak with the necessary departments, Harnan, for the necessary replenishments you need for your Company. Your men have earned their reputation and I will not see them fighting below their full potential. They have become a scourge to our foe, a scourge that will continue to be the horror of their dreams.The Imperial's attention to a data chip placed upon his desk by Soku Ren. His gloved hands pick up the item, examining it calmly as Soku gives his report, mirroring that of Harnan and adding a bit more involving what they had gained. Ossus's library had been completely obliterated, denying the Jedi and their enemy's future knowledge. Data had been gained of the High Councilors and some other information involving the organization behind the creation of the Rebel Alliance and the Galactic Alliance.
Nicademus sets the data chip down, sliding it towards Soku Ren once more.I want your people to examine this data thoroughly with Imperial Intelligence. If there are names of High Councilors, we can begin pinpointing the Jedi strongholds in the galaxy, through the data collected. Perhaps even find out where their main HQ is.The Knights of Ren continued to prove themselves worthy, becoming what Soku Ren had declared to the galaxy upon the creation of the First Order. The Supreme Commander then rises from his seat, coming around his side of the desk to where the two were. Since they were both here, Nicademus felt he could gain an opinion from them. He reaches behind him, to the datapad given from the officers earlier. He calmly hands it to Soku Ren before it was passed to Harnan.
From the looks of the datapad, it was a proposal made on behalf of a faction known as the Restoration or Imperial Rebirth. This group, within the First Order, sought the elevation of the Supreme Commander to the title of Emperor. The datapad had a full detail of the proposal, including the desire for Muunilinst or Bastion to be the new capital, support from within the First Order that agreed with this, and signatures from even senior members of the military. It even noted the establishment of a new dynasty with the Supreme Commander having fathered two children, one of which was a son.
As the two read it, Nicademus spoke calmly.While you were gone, new propaganda showed up on Bastion. The citizens there are hailing me as Imperator, as Emperor. It was most likely promoted by members of Imperial Rebirth that reside within our propagandists and commissars.Nicademus had once been Emperor before, for a dying Galactic Empire. It had been a shadow of what it was once was as the Dark Tide and under Lord Sinistra before she had vanished. He took her place, only to realize that it was a rotting corpse. There were those, within the First Order, that felt that this faction stood as the prime foundations for a new and stronger Empire.What do you two think of this?
Eventually, still frowning, he spoke.* "I am aware you once held the title of 'Emperor,' for an unfortunately-short period of time. I can think of no man more fitting for such a title, however I wonder how such a term would influence the galaxy. Those of Imperial heritage? It will inspire them. However there may be a faction who would not see you as worthy, both within and outside our ranks. You would merely have to silence those, though how they are so blind I cannot say. "As for the rest of the galaxy, those who oppose us... I imagine it would fuel their propaganda with fear. Fear of another Emperor..." *He smirked.* "Fear we could prey upon. Fear that will keep them in line, once we win..." |
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Post by Harnan Ren on Nov 28, 2017 12:00:27 GMT -8
Speak with the necessary departments, Harnan, for the necessary replenishments you need for your Company. Your men have earned their reputation and I will not see them fighting below their full potential. They have become a scourge to our foe, a scourge that will continue to be the horror of their dreams.The Imperial's attention to a data chip placed upon his desk by Soku Ren. His gloved hands pick up the item, examining it calmly as Soku gives his report, mirroring that of Harnan and adding a bit more involving what they had gained. Ossus's library had been completely obliterated, denying the Jedi and their enemy's future knowledge. Data had been gained of the High Councilors and some other information involving the organization behind the creation of the Rebel Alliance and the Galactic Alliance.
Nicademus sets the data chip down, sliding it towards Soku Ren once more.I want your people to examine this data thoroughly with Imperial Intelligence. If there are names of High Councilors, we can begin pinpointing the Jedi strongholds in the galaxy, through the data collected. Perhaps even find out where their main HQ is.The Knights of Ren continued to prove themselves worthy, becoming what Soku Ren had declared to the galaxy upon the creation of the First Order. The Supreme Commander then rises from his seat, coming around his side of the desk to where the two were. Since they were both here, Nicademus felt he could gain an opinion from them. He reaches behind him, to the datapad given from the officers earlier. He calmly hands it to Soku Ren before it was passed to Harnan.
From the looks of the datapad, it was a proposal made on behalf of a faction known as the Restoration or Imperial Rebirth. This group, within the First Order, sought the elevation of the Supreme Commander to the title of Emperor. The datapad had a full detail of the proposal, including the desire for Muunilinst or Bastion to be the new capital, support from within the First Order that agreed with this, and signatures from even senior members of the military. It even noted the establishment of a new dynasty with the Supreme Commander having fathered two children, one of which was a son.
As the two read it, Nicademus spoke calmly.While you were gone, new propaganda showed up on Bastion. The citizens there are hailing me as Imperator, as Emperor. It was most likely promoted by members of Imperial Rebirth that reside within our propagandists and commissars.Nicademus had once been Emperor before, for a dying Galactic Empire. It had been a shadow of what it was once was as the Dark Tide and under Lord Sinistra before she had vanished. He took her place, only to realize that it was a rotting corpse. There were those, within the First Order, that felt that this faction stood as the prime foundations for a new and stronger Empire.What do you two think of this?
He watched as Soku retrieved the data chip. Perhaps there was some piece of information on there, that might make a worthy test raid. He was certain Soku would have no qualms with him perusing the data they had gained to double check something he had seen passing mention of.
As the datapad is passed to him, he briefly looks it over as Nicademus gives some context. Propagandists and commissars. He wondered if perhaps Azria had some hand in this matter. She did seem to be pretty heavily involved in a lot of matters. So it would not surprise him if she had also supported this movement. He passed the datapad back to Soku then, as his brother made his thoughts clear on the matter.
As expected, Soku was very much for it. The man had a mind for such leadership and cunning. Fear was a powerful tool. From what he had read of history, it was something the Empire had capitalised on in the past. Albeit unsuccessfully when the Rebellion had managed to rise up and overthrow it. Perhaps Nicademus thought this time would be different. Though, most men with ambitions to be Emperor didMany have claimed such a title before. It never ended well for any of them... Soku is the one for propaganda. Me? I merely see it as another tool that will either rally our enemies or break them...Enemies that he would have to face on the battlefield and deal with. Every action and decision Nicademus made, made his job either easier or harder. He suspected this move would only serve the latterMake what ever decision you like... Though, it goes without saying, you would do well to ensure you have Illaria's support...It was something of a moot point. He suspected Illaria would fully support the move. Whether out of love or for some other devious purpose. He could already imagine that the Master would be pleased by such a move. It would situate Illaria on the throne right next to Nicademus officially. And what better place of power could there ever exist |
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Post by Seth Gentry on Nov 29, 2017 9:52:18 GMT -8
Seth Gentry made his way to the Office of the Supreme Commander. These trips were one of the rare occasions he ever was not in his scout trooper armor. Instead he wore an officers uniform with his lieutenant insignia. One of his gloved hands held a data pad with details from his last mission. As with most of his tasks of late he was delivering the report directly to the Supreme Commander, a man he admired and would follow into the void if it was asked of him. Lt. Gentry waited patiently outside the offices door until he was called in, presumably once all of the Commanders other visitors had filed out. Once permitted entry he would snap to attention with a smart salute that he would hold until Supreme Commander Delvardus relieved him.
"Sir."
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Post by Grand Admiral Zuhel on Nov 30, 2017 15:44:44 GMT -8
Vlusu walked into the office and bowed slightly before the superior man. Artemis and the guards followed suit before going outside to wait. Vlusu cautiously spoke, not sure of how Nicademus would take the bad news.
”Supreme Commander Delvardus, Sir! I bring you bad news. Your new ISB agent engaged in a major battle above Naboo, a battle that I left because of the unnecessary destruction. He severely damaged Theed with an orbital strike and use of Dioxis Gas, had trapped his fleet, and attempted to ram an orbital defense platform with a Victory-Class Star Destroyer. He lost many troops, and I predict very much negative backlash. Luckily, I managed to lay down some supporting fire so he had a chance to escape. Seeing as you are a force of order, the chaos here will not be very brilliant for our image.”
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Xakire
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Post by Xakire on Nov 30, 2017 18:00:06 GMT -8
It did not take long for Xakire to be noticed, even though the Supreme Commander was busy at present. The reformation of Imperial Intelligence had required quite a bit of routing materials and resources to aid in Central Commander Yularen's efforts on Dubrillion. After approving a few more measures, he calmly dismisses his officers, allowing him to turn his attention to the Sith in his suite. Nicademus looks at Xakire once business was concluded.I hear you have returned, Lord Xakire. I haven't seen you since the Unknown Region campaigns... was wondering if Lord Savage had sent you on sort of mission.He gestures for the Sith to approach his desk as the Supreme Commander walked over, picking up some datapads which he set off to the side for now. Things had been rather busy, not only as the head of a state, but also becoming a father. Running a war, a nation and managing a family... what a life he had achieved. The First Order was his duty, but his pride and passion was in his son and daughter everyday. Two offspring that had been given to him by his dearly beloved Illaria.What can I do for you, Lord Xakire?
"I belive congratulations are in order. I understand you are now a father?"
He said changing the subject to a more personal note. Once they had finished with that topic, the young Sith moved onto the real reason of his visit.
"First off, I wished to see if you had any assignments where I could be of use," he asked before pausing and moving on to his next statement.
"Although I am not one of your strategizers or advisors, I do come with some advice for you. With the war in our favour and unlikely to drag on much longer with our victory as near inevitable, we must start thinking about the future of the First Order. We mustn't repeat the mistakes of previous empires. We need a degree of loyalty and support from as much of the First Order's growing population. Oppression and the Tarkin Doctrine will do nothing but ferment rebellious fervour against us and that would be our undoing. The best way to defeat a rebellion is to prevent it from happening entirely or at the very least weakening it. And I have some proposals to do that. We must evaluate the galaxy and we must preemptively destroy those organisations, clans, governments, corporations and people who would seek to destroy us. We cannot allow our enemies or future enemies to band together and so we must strike now when we are strong. However, I do not just suggest a purge. Where possible we should use diplomacy, and pretend to be their friend. Help them, pretend to be kind to them....and slowly force potential enemies to become entirely sufficient on us so as to ensure they are unable to rise against us."
The idea of using diplomacy in some cases instead of outright decimating their enemies was not one that most more traditional Sith would take let along advocate...but Xakire was a pragmatist. He didn't mind using strategy more commonly associated with the Jedi than the Sith if it worked.
"Recently, I’ve encountered an old CIS fleet and I did some digging. Some of my contacts contacts have got back to me and informed me that CIS ships have begun occupying a number of planets in the Outer Rim. Short of this, I know little at the moment however they now control these planets resources, and with them they have the capacity to wage war. As such, they could become a threat to us if we leave them. I would recommend you send an envoy to them to find out what they’re up to, solicit their help if possible or destroy them if necessary. We must secure the future of the First Order from such threats before they become too dangerous.
Xakire wondered what his master would think about him coming here with news of this CIS fleet. After all, Xakire had found out about their existence from his master’s expedition to Mustafar. Regardless, Xakire saw this as an opportunity for him to help the First Order. |
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Post by Nicademus Delvardus IV on Nov 30, 2017 18:23:47 GMT -8
Well no sudden and immediate calls for his execution, so maybe things haven't changed too much in his absence, of course it was still early. Thankfully there is good news to report. Having received no permission to rise, and due to his still somewhat uncertain position, Merrik remains face toward the ground and kneeling as he responds. Yes Sir... My Lord. Damn, he really should have though to ask someone what the proper form of address was before reporting. Being that it was too late to go back the imperial officer continued as smoothly as he could manage. The Warlord Thraiven has been eliminated, and what forces that weren't destroyed have either been folded into my own Task force or scattered to the farthest corners of the galaxy. Merrik couldn't help but smile a little as he remembered the glorious battle in the asteroid field where the warlord had set up his forces. Using superior information and Tactics his small force had managed to remove Thraiven's flagship, including the warlord himself,
before the rest of the force had even been aware that Task Force "Primus" had even been nearby. After that it had been a simple matter of accepting surrenders and destroying whatever ships still felt like they needed to fight on. He will not cause any more trouble. Quickly remembering the man he had left outside Commander Piett adds I was aided by the superior information gathering of an agent who you might find rather useful in the future. He came back with me and seems very eager to meet you. ============================== "I am aware you once held the title of 'Emperor,' for an unfortunately-short period of time. I can think of no man more fitting for such a title, however I wonder how such a term would influence the galaxy. Those of Imperial heritage? It will inspire them. However there may be a faction who would not see you as worthy, both within and outside our ranks. You would merely have to silence those, though how they are so blind I cannot say. "As for the rest of the galaxy, those who oppose us... I imagine it would fuel their propaganda with fear. Fear of another Emperor..." *He smirked.* "Fear we could prey upon. Fear that will keep them in line, once we win..." Make what ever decision you like... Though, it goes without saying, you would do well to ensure you have Illaria's support...It was something of a moot point. He suspected Illaria would fully support the move. Whether out of love or for some other devious purpose. He could already imagine that the Master would be pleased by such a move. It would situate Illaria on the throne right next to Nicademus officially. And what better place of power could there ever exist ============================== The Imperial was looking at a map of the First Order territory off to the side of his office. His eyes examining the details of the map and plotting new conquests. At the same time, Nicademus's mind was occupied on the thoughts of reforming the First Order into a new Empire. He blinks when his ears catch a curt 'Sir' address the Imperial from behind. The Supreme Commander turns to see a Lieutenant, an emblem on his shoulder indicated a Scout Trooper company.Lieutenant.He gestures to him, indicating the male would relax.What can I do for you?============================== Vlusu walked into the office and bowed slightly before the superior man. Artemis and the guards followed suit before going outside to wait. Vlusu cautiously spoke, not sure of how Nicademus would take the bad news.”Supreme Commander Delvardus, Sir! I bring you bad news. Your new ISB agent engaged in a major battle above Naboo, a battle that I left because of the unnecessary destruction. He severely damaged Theed with an orbital strike and use of Dioxis Gas, had trapped his fleet, and attempted to ram an orbital defense platform with a Victory-Class Star Destroyer. He lost many troops, and I predict very much negative backlash. Luckily, I managed to lay down some supporting fire so he had a chance to escape. Seeing as you are a force of order, the chaos here will not be very brilliant for our image.” ============================== I am indeed a father, Xakire. Illaria Ren has given me a boy and a girl as the foundations of a family and a dynasty. One that I hope will endure longer than the Fels ever did.Yet he did not continue for his ears caught words of intrigue and interest that flowed from Lord Xakire's mouth. Not only giving him advice on the future of the First Order, but intel that rather intrigued him. Especially making the Imperial wondering where the Sith got such intelligence involving a resurgent CIS. Nicademus rubs his chin quietly, pondering upon the first set of words spoken to Xakire. His eyes gazing at the symbol of the First Order that hung high above the entrance of his office.That is the purpose of the First Order, Xakire... to be a new age of Imperialism. To learn from the mistakes of the past and ensure they are not repeated. As the Fel Empire was the New Order, so are we. For I desire not fear and destruction, I want loyalty and obedience, bred through education and propaganda. I have my vision of order and dominance, and it does not mirror that of the Tarkin Doctrine nor the ruthlessness of Darth Sidious. No, a vision made possible through the principles of our Imperial Enlightenment... of how we uplift societies through security and law. Through obedience and loyalty. Into a new era where our form of Imperialism will never die.Nicademus remembered the lessons of his mentor, the Sith Lord Malvus, who had taught him the errors of the Galactic Empire and the flaws of old Imperialism. They had ensured he was ready to one day build a stronger and more stable Empire, one that would certainly endure the times of change and bring forth a great revolution to the whole galaxy.
Those thoughts were set aside however when his mind turned to the news of the CIS. Nicademus walks over to a map, wondering where this intelligence had come from and where Xakire had learned of it. The Imperial continues to look upon the map of the galaxy before speaking.A resurgent CIS you say? Thankfully we have destroyed the caches on Muunilinst and Mygeeto... they will not be used against our nation from within. Tell me, Xakire, where is this CIS? Who are their leaders? And more importantly, how did you learn this when my Imperial Intelligence told me nothing of it before? |
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Grand Admiral Zuhel
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Post by Grand Admiral Zuhel on Nov 30, 2017 18:55:06 GMT -8
”The perpeptrator of these actions is none other then Commodore Reinhardt Yularen, the new leader of the ISB and Moff od the Dubrillion oversector.”
Vlusu paused for a moment, before placing a holoprojector on the desk. Immediately, a few screens came up, taken from the gun cameras, Starfighter pilot’s helmets, and, in the center, the probe droid. It depicted the battle, the bombardment, and the destruction. He paused for a moment, calculating his next move.
”What is to be done about this attack. If not handled in terms of PR properly, it could affect the minds of people in a similar way to the destruction of Alderaan; it will being to shake the impression that the First Order are bringers of peace and stability in the rough, wild galaxy.”
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Seth Gentry
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Post by Seth Gentry on Nov 30, 2017 19:15:26 GMT -8
The Imperial was looking at a map of the First Order territory off to the side of his office. His eyes examining the details of the map and plotting new conquests. At the same time, Nicademus's mind was occupied on the thoughts of reforming the First Order into a new Empire. He blinks when his ears catch a curt 'Sir' address the Imperial from behind. The Supreme Commander turns to see a Lieutenant, an emblem on his shoulder indicated a Scout Trooper company.Lieutenant.He gestures to him, indicating the male would relax.What can I do for you?============================== |
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Merrik Piett
The First Order
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Post by Merrik Piett on Dec 1, 2017 15:01:55 GMT -8
Quite the missions that Commander Piett did. Warlord Thraiven was a name familiar to Nicademus and it pleased him that the rogue was now dead. He had been one of the more powerful self-proclaimed successors of the Galactic Empire. He was among the fools that now laid dead in an unmarked grave somewhere among the stars. His eyebrow goes up at the mention of an individual, situated outside his office.Bring him in, Commander. He deserves a proper reward for his services. |
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