Ask Bastion The Bastion Plan

[Victor Narek]

Location: Imperial Garrison, Bastion.​

Located several miles north of Bastion's capital, the Imperial Garrison had been Victor's home-from-home for the past week. Since he arrived at his latest posting, the Imperial Moff had been hard at work trying to get on top of this key Imperial world's various 'moving parts'. Here in the Western Dominion, far away from the 'Imperial Core', planets were far less developed, and some still needed to get used to the 'Imperialisation' of their societies. It was Moff Narek's duty to see that changed. He had several plans to see it happen, to turn Bastion into the erstwhile capital of the Western Dominion - and a further ambition to see himself imposed as 'Grand Moff' of the Dominion in turn.

Now sat on the fourth sub-floor of the Garrison, he surveyed a range of maps projected in front of him. Victor had been ensconced for days on the fourth sub-level of the garrison. His office was located just down the same corridor as his lodgings at the very heart of the garrison itself. The 'top floor' was at surface level, featuring defensive turrets, a parade area, and storage and engineering for walkers. Below were dozens of sub-floors, barracks, engineering and medical bays, storage, generators, and - most importantly - built into the cliff face overlooking the capital city a few miles away, a large hanger bay for deploying TIE fighters and bombers.

From here, a base referred to as the 'Falcons Watch' by the locals, Moff Narek, could project power over the entire planet.

But there was far more to be done.

He turned off the projector, checking his schedule, which showed that his guest was soon to arrive. They had much to discuss. Dressed in his grey dress uniform, four code cylinders (two in each of his top pockets) and his officer's cap resting on a stand behind his desk, Moff Narek looked every bit the part. "Show them in." he instructed his attache without ever looking up. The man saluted and exited the room; he would return with his guest in tow.

The office was small; artwork lined the walls. Two chairs sat before his desk, and a large holoprojector was set into the wall behind his own. Two Imperial Security Troopers, wearing their trademark black uniform and armed with pistols and stun batons, stood outside the door, ensuring their meeting would not be disrupted by any errant officer. He sighed, reached into the drawer on his desk and took out a folder.

Death Warrants.

Getting out his stylus, he began to flip through the first one as he waited for his guest to arrive.

@LadyRen

 

[Kalique Baize]

While the western dominion was far off Raxus, it was growing in importance with the current Hutt situation. The Knights weren't in disarray - she had made sure of that before she had left - but some things were still boiling in the background, so that the nights were short and the days still seemingly endless.

On her flight over, the Lord Commander had actually gotten a few hours of decent sleep, so that she had felt at least somewhat well rested as she had boarded the transport at the spaceport. While she was on her way to the Imperial Garrison here on Bastion, she quickly finished up a few messages to the capital before she safely stored her datapad away.

She was right on schedule and arriving in her Lord Commander uniform, given the continous state of threatened safety, she wasn't, however, taking any chances so in case she needed to defend the Moff she was when about to meet, her lightsabers were clipped to her belt and the armorweave underneath would offer some protection as well.

Her mind was relatively settled as she was being led towards Moff Nerak's office, however she was curious about what the Moff had on his agenda in terms of thus meeting. While Kalique was no stranger to political chamber meetings, ever since they had convened with Grand Moff Pollux, the Lord Commander had mostly been involved with her Knights, the IAF and ISB, so that meeting a plotician was actually a somewhat welcome change.

The Moff's aide soon met with her before he showed her to the man in question. As she entered the office, her emerald gaze immediately met the Moff's before she greeted him with a respectful incline of her head. "Moff Narek, it's a pleasure to meet you". The man seemed busy with his folders, and she doubted work was any boring for him, but she was curious for the meeting ahead.

@Nor'baal

 

[Victor Narek]

Moff Victor Narek, seated behind his imposing desk, looked up from his work as the Lord Commander entered his office. His sharp gaze met hers, and he acknowledged her with a nod, a faint but courteous smile playing on his lips.

"Lord Commander Kalique, the pleasure is mine," he said, rising from his chair to extend a hand in greeting. His voice was steady and commanding, matching the authority that befitted one of his rank and reputation. "I've heard of your accomplishments in maintaining order and security within the Western Dominion. Your reputation precedes you."

Narek gestured towards the comfortable chairs in front of his desk, inviting her to take a seat. As he returned to his own chair, he continued, "I understand that the galaxy is in a state of flux, and the influence of the Hutts has a way of causing ripples that reach even the farthest corners of our dominion. I trust your journey was uneventful?"

The Moff's eyes, keen and perceptive, studied her expression for a moment before he delved into the matters at hand. "I called for this meeting to discuss the current state of affairs and the potential impacts on our dominion. The Hutt situation is one of concern, and as Lord Commander, your perspective is invaluable. I am keen to hear your insights and discuss the best course of action to ensure the stability of our region."

He paused, awaiting her response, his demeanor a mix of formality and genuine interest.

 

[Kalique Baize]

As Kalique was greeted by the Moff, she noticed how he - unlike most - refrained from referring to her last name. While she found it an interesting choice, she didn't doubt he was fairly aware of her noble background. After everything that had happened on the planet though, it was yet another echo of the past and so she didn't mind it at all.

She took his hand a brief, polite smile tugged at her lips as she accepted his praise with a curt nod. While he most certainly knew a lot about her, it was often different the other way around with diplomats- at least apart from the official information available and then there was still what the ISB had to offer.

Before he started with business, he engaged in a brief exchange of common platitudes and she truthfully replied, "Fully uneventful" terribly busy, packed with work, yet perhaps a little breather as she was at least off Raxus.

"It's been a few months since I've left the Eastern hemisphere...how tense is the situation on Bastion right now?" back on Raxus, they surely had the most important - yet again, she was certain he knew much more about how exactly the planet was holding up. The East was surely more influenced by the recent developments, yet she was curious whether he ad anything else to disclose.

As he did shed more light on the nature of this meeting, she had taken a seat across from him, her hands neatly folded and the legs crossed while the attentive, emerald gaze rested on the politician. "Very well...I guess before we can discuss the course of action, it's important to gain a precise overview of the current state of affairs" she was certain he was in full control of what was happening on Bastion, at least on the surface - she didn't need read his thoughts to assess what kind of a man he was - composed, ambitious, calculating. He, too, had a reputation that preceeded him to a certain extent. Raxus was afflicted with several insurgencies, so peacekeeper-, IAF- and Knight-presence was still increased, but here the situation was potentially much more stable.

@Nor'baal

 

[Victor Narek]

"There are some significant challenges posed by resistance to Imperial rule," he began answering her question, careful how much information he offered at this early stage of their meeting. Truth be told, the Eastern Hemisphere was a young territory, its people only recently subordinated to Imperial rule. However, its relative distance from the Western Hemisphere came with some other benefits - namely, they had yet to fall prey to the increasing Hutt activity on their world.

So far, resistance has been local, factory and agricultural workers smarting against new working conditions, and a few nationalist groups on specific planets disagreeing with their new overlords. "But is in hand. We are adopting a slightly more legalistic approach in this territory to dealing with regional issues." he replied. And, it was correct. They had a different way of structuring the legal and judicial system here, focusing not on a pseudo-militaristic structure in which key Imperial families held sway but one that recognised the unique territorial challenges of the region.

Unlike in the Imperial 'core', land and business owners, community leaders and more, came from the local non-imperialist population. Many were non-human, used to a laissez-faire approach to leadership and everything that came with it. Police and law enforcement already existed; they needed augmentation, not replacement. Plus, he did not have the resources to entirely replace the law enforcement of entire sectors.

"We are using a magistrate system here." he handed her a report which explained it in full "In brief, we have an examination system in place whereby loyalty and capability are tested to their extremes, and once the exam is passed, anyone can enter into our legal cadet program, once completed they become a member of the Eastern Imperial Magistrates Corp, and thereafter assigned, at the lowest rank, a local district to assist - as they pass the additional examination they 'rank up', become a district magistrate themselves, then regional, and finally planetary." he paused before continuing, allowing his esteemed guest to digest the information.

"These 'Magistrates' are an Imperialised version of the old system before them, and lead local police, with the support of regional Imperial Police, enabling us to use local resources to quell disorder first, and target imperial resources where they are needed the most. It makes for a more efficient system of rulership here on the froniter, and - you'll be pleased to hear - ensures we meet out tithing and tax obligations to the Western Hemisphere as well."