The Ambition of a Dragon.

[Kira]

Scene: Fessera 11th, 1931. Office of Appointed Deacon and Aide to the High Chief, Castle Tolvaj, Capital City New Raltera of Mil'Nor. 

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Kathrine Mengele was not one to let fate be decided for her. The woman had, per usual, taken an role of pulling the strings for her father whenever he left the castle. It was nothing new to her, the woman having been encouraged and taught how to do so by both her father and the tutors assigned to her. She had found a love for the work, the act of planning being far more useful then the long term plans she every devised. Adaptation was the true focus of her application of the lessons taught, and her works so far had gone far past initial hopes. The diplomatic meetings with both Kumo and the UKUG had progressed well in the early phases thus far, and with Ashinarian Sliver soon coming into hand, another rail line could be built in the spring to the Kithium. Her father had insisted on going to the meetings himself, stressing the desire to secure an alliance with the Kithium. She had to admit, having a land based power tied to the nation would be useful, given how Mil'Nor would then assume the naval defense between the two. The Icebreakers the nation had in stock were truly unique to a Touli state, and with Kath's plans already making use of their Kumo agreements, it would be easy to assume that role. 

She'd let out a sigh as she sat within her office, the room a half deshelled mess. It wasn't the biggest of offices, both decently furnished nonetheless. A window behind her lent some of the little winter sun to be had in, the few hours of light being faint during these cold months. To the sides of the room, the walls were fitted with top to bottom wall bookcases, with spots only broken for the occasional filling cabinet or map. She'd scan over her notes and papers on the desk, the pile scattered slightly between pages. Another report had come in about the recruitment drive. Numbers had been swelling even within the past few days. Early estimates put a handy one-hundred thousand men ready for equipment and duty by early spring, and another roughly four-hundred thousand well on the way. The Field Brigadiers and Fleet Captains would need to figure out proper divisions after the numbers were final, but compared to what they currently had on hand, it was a massive improvement. Luckily, if either talks directly with Kumo or the UKUG went well, they could see about arms shipments for the new forces. 

Mil'Nor will either be an industrialized power on Touli, or not at all.

[Kira]

Scene: Continued, One Hour later


With the reports filed and processed, Kathrine had begun on secondary tasks. Foreign correspondence letters, internal networking within the Clans and talks with heads of operations for the companies established within the realm. If her goals were to be achieved, every gear on the machine of the nation needed to be moving in sync...and those that refused removed and replaced.

The woman wouldn't get long into her work before a knock was heard from the door.
Cursing the timing and disruption to her workflow, her voice carried annoyance as she spoke.
"Enter!"

The door opened to reveal a male Mil'Nor, the man wearing a few commendations on his chest along with the well kept uniform he wore. He'd enter the room, stopping before the desk before giving a short bow. Kath spoke first however, the woman giving a glance towards his entrance before trying to resume her work.
"Field General Tyrann, Report."

"The forces you've requested have been assigned per your instructions. I've seen to the local arms depots to be emptied and reallocate to caches around the city. As for "the Clans, per my investigations it seems few would willingly work against the will of the High Chief, with those that would openly coming almost solely from Meiyo."

The woman kept working, finishing up the foreign correspondence letter before turning her full proper attention to the General.
"And of Talamore and Dravos?" She asked.
The man gave a nod of acknowledgement before resuming
"The latter is with you, as there is little he could do alone to keep the people untied. As for Meiyo, scuttlebutt is that he's looking for a fight, one way or the other. He'll have to be handled correctly if we are to avoid another Age of Darkness."

Kathrine nodded, leaning back in her chair, rolling over the possible actions in her mind.
"Keep things on watch for now" she said, sealing the letter and putting it in her out box before rising from her seat.
"We'll let Talamore make the first move. Report back to your station and report back any discrepancies. Dismissed"

The general nodded, giving a slight salute before quickly leaving the office. Alone once more, the woman mulled over the possibilities going forward. She had found planning indispensable during her time serving her father, but plans as intricate as the ones she had almost always needed to be changed on the fly.

[Kira]

Scene: Obsillia 2nd 
Castle Tolvaj, City of New Raltera
Republic of Valdera

Seated within her new office that was once her father's, Kathrine Mengele took a sip of her drink as her night of paperwork dragged on. Despite the separation of powers that the government had been established there to be, much of the work coming in concerned foreign affairs, leaving the decisions in the Deacon's hands. While Reinforcements were already being mustered and sent to the Xagreau front, and she had a planned meeting with the Kithium tomorrow, the war in the north was to be considered handled. The paperwork before her concerned matters in the south and west.

In the south, Clan Meiyo still had several forts under rouge noble control. The few who had ignored the orders of the government had armed themselves, stating it was right to defend the interests of their Clan first. She had planned to use the recruitment campaign her father had running during the past three seasons to build a force to crush these rouges, but with the Northern situation, she could not afford a long fight on both fronts. The North would needed to be won quickly, if they were to be able to justify the planned force for the rouges.


Glancing over the desk before her, Kathrine picked up a recent naval report. The ships given to the Valderans by the Kumo had been an appreciated gift. The defense of their naval attaché would hopefully deter any hostile action taken by the UKUG, but more important would definitely stop any other of the powers of Touli from thinking of touching a Mil'Nor fleet. The ships handed to the Valderan's represented but just a fraction of the Kumo's might, and would crucial to the woman's plan. Half of them were to be sent to the capital of the UST along with a transport fleet fitted with the nations first attempt at a Marine Corps. Their training had been overseen by those few naval officers of Meiyo that had stayed loyal to the Government during the Talamore Crisis. Among them was Field Captain Samir Torres , a former Clan member of Meiyo. The man had made clear his loyalty to Kathrine during the crisis, and thus had earned himself the command of her naval reach. She had given him a impossible task, with only one clear rule. Keep the men safe. Whether or not he kept to it was to be seen, but if he succeeded in at east that? Kathrine knew she'd be able to find even more uses for the man,