Godular
28-08-2005, 20:50
On the Godulan Capitol planet of Alitar, the Consortium Palace was abuzz with activity. Military personnel zipped about, consultants and advisors roamed the halls with purpose, and Baron Skye was having heated conversations with the Triad Prefects.
"Pulled out?" "After all this time!" "What are we going to do?" "There's room for business to be done, I just know it!"
"ENOUGH!" Skye surged, causing a dead silence across half the palace. "Doubtless it is understood that the Imperials have pulled out from nearly everywhere but the core region, but this leaves a massive number of essentially lawless worlds, struggling to restore order in light of this most sudden development."
"We are in agreement there, Baron."
"Already, the Chronosians have expressed their intent to conquer these worlds amidst the confusion of the withdrawal. We must not let this occur. To allow such a thing would bring the chaos hordes upon our doorstep. We must, as they say, beat them to the punch."
Agreement swelled throughout the room again.
"I shall inform our allies that we intend to commence a swift moving wave of expansion. Allow these newly released nations into our welcoming arms. We shall add their resources to our own, we shall let them live with the freedoms they have not enjoyed in the past several hundred years."
"But how? We're not nearly capable of managing that, along with the possibility of challenging the Chronosians for dominance."
"Oh but we are. Our Kythons are growing more and more numerous, and our fleets grow by leaps and bounds. And we also have our fair share of friends to call upon. No more stalemates here. No more staring contests, no more watching as the enemy continues to slaughter and oppress. This is our time, my friends, this is our time to reach out and DO something..."
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Shipyards went into overdrive, churning out Godulan and Kython vessels, Red Rain Torpedos, and Javelins with a fury. HomeGuard and StarNavy alike began preparations, and the Heighliners began their appropriations.
A single message went out, to all recognized allies of the Godulan Triad Consortium:
FRIENDS! HEAR US!
The imperials have left massive swaths of territory, reverting into a state of isolationism. Large stretches of the galaxy are lawless and helpless. Assist us as we seek to restore order to these worlds, and bring them into the fold.
Our time has come, Allies, let us make us of it!
~Baron Aeraeon Skye, Primarch, Triad Consortium of Godular
"Pulled out?" "After all this time!" "What are we going to do?" "There's room for business to be done, I just know it!"
"ENOUGH!" Skye surged, causing a dead silence across half the palace. "Doubtless it is understood that the Imperials have pulled out from nearly everywhere but the core region, but this leaves a massive number of essentially lawless worlds, struggling to restore order in light of this most sudden development."
"We are in agreement there, Baron."
"Already, the Chronosians have expressed their intent to conquer these worlds amidst the confusion of the withdrawal. We must not let this occur. To allow such a thing would bring the chaos hordes upon our doorstep. We must, as they say, beat them to the punch."
Agreement swelled throughout the room again.
"I shall inform our allies that we intend to commence a swift moving wave of expansion. Allow these newly released nations into our welcoming arms. We shall add their resources to our own, we shall let them live with the freedoms they have not enjoyed in the past several hundred years."
"But how? We're not nearly capable of managing that, along with the possibility of challenging the Chronosians for dominance."
"Oh but we are. Our Kythons are growing more and more numerous, and our fleets grow by leaps and bounds. And we also have our fair share of friends to call upon. No more stalemates here. No more staring contests, no more watching as the enemy continues to slaughter and oppress. This is our time, my friends, this is our time to reach out and DO something..."
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Shipyards went into overdrive, churning out Godulan and Kython vessels, Red Rain Torpedos, and Javelins with a fury. HomeGuard and StarNavy alike began preparations, and the Heighliners began their appropriations.
A single message went out, to all recognized allies of the Godulan Triad Consortium:
FRIENDS! HEAR US!
The imperials have left massive swaths of territory, reverting into a state of isolationism. Large stretches of the galaxy are lawless and helpless. Assist us as we seek to restore order to these worlds, and bring them into the fold.
Our time has come, Allies, let us make us of it!
~Baron Aeraeon Skye, Primarch, Triad Consortium of Godular