Re: Diplomatic channel (aka OOC)
--Newsfeed from the Nitrix Homeworld--
The statuesque white walls of the Nitrix Imperial Estate are poked and broken will bullet holes and charred from the impact of bursting shells. In the background, the sounds of battle can still be heard, though in short bursts rather than in long protracted measures. The camera panned slowly across showing the gray uniforms of Nitrix warriors, some of them wore bandages or were propped up by their neighbor, but all buzzed with excitement. The murmur of anticipation rose in pitch, and the camera swung up and away to focus anew at a balcony overlooking the courtyard. Passing by a burning tapestry that bore the heraldry of the Nitrix noble line, three tall solem men in officer's uniforms strode into view, and a cheer rose up from the crowd below. Dekko Nitrix pulled off his officer's cap before leaning forward and bracing his hands against the guard rail, letting that triumphant call wash over him for a moment, and then, rose one hand up in a fist calling for silence.
"Nine years ago, my brothers, I came to you with a promise." he said, eshewing the use of a microphone and trusting to the acoustics of the Estate to carry his booming voice to his men, "I swore to you that if you followed me, Nitrix would no longer be a "minor" House. That no longer would the Empire be able to overlook us for it's favored sons, The Gurati and the Kadesh. No longer would you be forced to bow and scrape to a man, who would be content to eat the scraps from the floor, when our glorious people should be at the head of the table! For nearly a decade, you heard my words, and put faith in my ability. Invested your sweat, blood, and the lives of your children, and now, I say to you that the old era is dead! Lord Gendel Nitrix has been killed, like a coward, in his own bedchambers, and now we," he paused to gesture out towards his soldiers, indicating he meant those in the courtyard as much as the officers above it, "are free to reach for our destiny!"
"Even as we consolidate our control of Nitrix, already gears are set in motion to propel us to the forefront. The lush jungle world Bolavor is our gateway to a new sector of space, rich with wealth and promise. Already, my younger brother Zibble gathers our finest men to begin our conquest of this sector," he says, gesturing to the man on his right with his bushy black beard, "And my cousin Karth rallies new allies to our banner." he says, gesturing to his otherside where a handsome, if young, officer nods his head in acknowledgement."
"Remember this day, citizens of Nitrix, and mark it well. All that comes to pass from this day forward, is in return for your loyalty and sufferage!"
--end feed--
Yay, I'm here!