Archduke Dantella IV
- Force User
Living on Dromund Kaas for several months, Ramiel had been planting the seeds for the eventual Sith expansion onto the planet. By having a Sith Lord among their population meant those that had already been living here expected the arrival of the rest of the Empire soon. Now it was finally happening. The Sith Lord had reopened the old Kass City’s Largest Citadel. A structure in the heart of the planet was the home to three Ministries which would serve the Sith Empire well; War, Intelligence, and Logistics. Having all three working within close proximity made sense. As small of a delay in relaying and storing information would be crucial for them.
Right now all three worked together on the development of Dromund Kaas’s planetary ship yard. The construction of the metal ring around the planet which would build, store, and repair the new Navy needed to be their complete focus which they were doing well. The Sith and civilian population that arrived planet side were split for one of two tasks; assisting the ship yards construction or assisting the build up and security of the Capital and then to expand to the Great Dark Temple.
Dromund Kaas was not a safe world. The planet was still full of various threats whether it be local wildlife, traps still laying about from SIth of the past, and even insurrectionists whom had decided they did not like the Sith taking back the planet. This was what Ramiel had decided to do. His goal was to weed out these extremists which had stationed themselves in Kaas City and around the planet. Taking up one of the positions of Magistrate meant that Ramiel was free to become quite literally judge, jury, and executioner. Any threat towards the Empire or the Council would be dealt with under Ramiels supervision, if not led by him directly. A known protector and guardian, serving on Dromund Kaas and establishing the Councils Rule of Law appealed greatly to him.
Sitting within his office, Ramiel slid a file into a nearby cabinet with some random name written on its tag. On the outside of the folder read a bright red stamp DEACEASED. Turning towards the door a Sith Knight walked in to catch the Lord’s attention.
“Update on the arrivals. The split between planetary and fleet support continues without issue. More Sith are arriving from Dromund Kaas by the hour; along with then we have seen a sudden influx of skilled engineers, metallurgists, and naval experts.”
“They were sent to the ring?”
“Yes Sir. I thought you should know.”
“What about the businesses? Bars, stores, markets?”
“They are opening as soon as the loans are approved and the supplies needed are handed over. So far no issue. The local economy should become self-sufficinent within three months or so.” The Knight explained.
“Good. Get an update on the insurgency group. I want a list of names in Kaas City by the end of the hour. I don’t care if it’s confirmed or not. We will sort out who is and is not a part of them after the round up.” Ramiel ordered.
He sat back down in his seat, straitening his vest and adjusting his tie to ensure continued formal representation. One of the worst things for Ramiel was appearing disheveled. It was unbecoming of a Lord, of a Daniels, of himself personally. Once done he gave his attention to his computer's monitor while pulling up the schematics of the Citadel.
“One more thing.”
“When the Lords begin arriving extend them complete hospitality. Ensure they are all shown to an office within the Citadel. Once that is done, do the same for our Knights. If they choose not to use it, so be it, but make sure the offer to every Sith Lord and Knight is offered.”