Sun Dec 09, 2012 8:26 pm by Ramiel Diux
*The Fleet maintained its positioning in the orbit, the ground forces maintaining their vectors to land on the planet as well. Admiral Grav moved from his chair on the bridge of the Reaver II to a comms terminal along the starboard wall and engaged it after a nod from his Chief Comms Operator. Taking a breath and a moment to organize his thoughts, he spoke next returning on the same channel as the transmitted data. He also gave a quick motion to his Weapons Systems Officer to spool up should the need for it came.*
:: This is Admiral Grav, Commander of the Archangels Fleet and emissary of the Dark Tide. The ground forces are moving to ensure the continued safety and security of this planet. The Dark Tide is claiming Balmorra among it's own. The government, should it remain peaceful as it is, may continue to govern the planet and maintain an elected leader to represent them in the higher forum. The representative may then join a Council of leaders which report to the Dark Tide Council of Lords. ::
*He paused a moment to let the signals package transmit and process for them to understand, after a moment he continued, though the message that came next was much less to his liking and he honestly hoped that today wouldn't take this turn.*
:: Nothing will change for the people or the government of Balmorra, other than the added security and stability these troops will provide, and the Planetary Governor's membership in a higher forum. In turn Balmorra will enjoy the stability, security and economic benefits of sharing and exchanging with all other Dark Tide planets. If this should turn for the worst however, I am authorized to take the planet by force. ::
*He let the second message transmit through and stood attentive, hoping that eh would not have to spill blood this day. The creases on his forehead and the crows feet on his eyes were the product of many battles, and he hoped that this would not be another to add to the list.*