OOC: Assuming this was meant to be broadcast to the whole world and what not. If you want me to but out just say the word. Welcome back Kraven.
Kriegsreik Meeting Room 001 - Hive One - Rethan
The video ended and Istavar turned around in his seat. Before him was a massive steel table and the assorted military leaders of the Militocracy. The dark walls of the room were lit up by a slight reddish haze from the lighting and banners bearing the twelve pointed star were draped at intervals along the wall. Beside Istavar, his face half covered in black cloth with protruding wires and pipes stood Valtiel Avithe, his own personal bodyguard. Istavar Nihilus had been in command of the Militocracy for a short time and already had instituted a huge number of changes. To the military, the the common life of the citizens. He had reached out to their neighbours in The Wolf Hold. Rethan was changing and opening up to the world.
The world was just the same as records had shown it to be.
All the men assembled but one wore frighteningly pale faces. Some looked visibly nauseous and could be seen fighting back the urge to vomit. Only Dragomyr Lazarevik, seated at Istavar's right hand side, seemed unfazed and in fact wore a cruel smile on his face.
"Kraven... No doubt many of you are well aware of what The Corporation stands for," spoke Istavar. Halfway down the table, Reiksmarshal Kochman, head of the Stormkorp legions spoke up.
"They stand for violence and inhumanity. I do not need to explain to you, Reikslord, the disgusting nature of their Capitol Police. Nor their drive for constant expansion."
Further down, Wachtkindral Kasimir Draczynski added to the conversation.
"Kraven were - nay, are - a blight, a cancer in the eyes of the international community. They are vile, destructive, warmongering...."
"They are perfect," interrupted Istavar. The reaction from the assorted Kindrals and Marshals was not unexpected, and only newly promoted Reiksvater Dragomyr Lazarevik did not flinch, instead only nodding to indicate his agreement. The others began a tirade of arguments, calling the Reikslord a fool before Valtiel spoke up, his rasping voice easily overpowering the frenzied response.
"There will be SILENCE so long as the Reikslord speaks."
The assembled men immediately closed their mouths, unwilling to anger the Reiskvater who stood beside Nihilus. They settled down and waited for the Reisklord to continue.
"Kraven see the necessity for total government control, and they do not struggle. They understand the power of propaganda, of terror, of legions of soldiers marching the streets. Under the Kraven regime, under their Reich, their people live in total security from outside aggression. Their Capitol Police legions of old exemplify everything we see as strength. A lack of emotion, a lack of empathy. I see some of you still surrender to the weakness of emotions and that will be fixed or you will find yourselves relieved from duty. Kraven is, at heart, everything I desire from Rethan. Efficiency, perfectness, logic. Emotion is obsolete in a modern world."
It was Dragomyr's turn to interrupt now.
"My Lord, while your goal is a noble one, surely we cannot expect Kraven to do anything but subjugate us, as they have done others?"
"Indeed, my friend. For now, we continue on our reassembling of our nation. Do not acknowledge Kraven, nor draw attention to ourselves lest we face their legions when I am sure both nations can benefit from a friendship in some manner. I called you all here to show you this, and to motivate you all to accelerate our plans. You have seen the video, that task is done. Now leave. There is much work to be done."
As the numerous war leaders stood murmuring dissent, Dragomyr stayed behind to speak with Nihilus. Once the massive reinforced steel doors had closed behind the last Kindral, Dragomyr turned to speak, but Nihilus got there first.
"The return of the Capitol Police of old is a dark omen, Lazarevik. And so long as delegates and war leaders to not submit to my rulings as Reikslord we cannot stand beside this darkness as brothers in death."
"What do you wish done, Reisklord?"
Nihilus raised his head from the dossier in front of him and stared Dragomyr in the eye.
"You are to take complete control of the rearming. Do what you see fit."
With a curt nod, Dragomyr stood and exited the room to begin the long elevator ride back to the surface of the Hive City, the metal cage ascending through layers of rock and soil. Back in the darkened room, Istavar turned to Valtiel.
"Find all dissenters within the military leadership Valtiel... And kill them."
