Post by Dunwik on Sept 19, 2021 23:17:31 GMT
After weeks of combat in Duom Asderordia, reports from the mercenaries had filtered their way through the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, slowly coming to a head in massive piles of paper on the Grand Chairman's desk. He was tired, his eyes sunken, his skin somewhat pale, his suit rumpled and his mustache frayed. But, he had finally finished reading everything, and began to plan.
In only a matter of days he had gathered not just his entire Cabinet, but a large portion of all of those who could vote - and crowded them together in one hall. To call this the most heavily guarded building in Dunwik's history would have been an understatement, and the men in their white suits, all packed together, were the wealthiest and most powerful of Dunwik.
Grand Chairman Nelson was a man who could bury any emotion, but fear especially so, and as he strode up towards the podium to speak, having circulated copies of his conclusions to everyone as they arrived. He had given them enough time to read, and enough time to mull it over, but now he was to act. His Minister Of War stood by his side - somehow containing his fury at the proposal.
"Men of Dunwik," Nelson spoke, his deep voice clear "under my rule, our long isolationism has come to an end, and not a moment too soon," there were some grumblings of dissent, but the crowd still listened. "We are behind. Not technologically, not industrially, but doctrinally. Our navy and army look good on paper, when you count the number of guns in hands, the amount of men in uniforms, the amount of ships we possess, but when it comes to doctrine, our decentralized system would be ruinous."
Nelson paused for just a moment before continuing "for while we have navigated a delicate balance in international relations, this balance is something that cannot last forever. Whether it be force majeure, the actions of a potential successor, or any nation looking at us as weak, our current unreadiness cannot stand. Thus, after thorough review, I have come to the conclusion that we must adopt some of our old Royal legislature on the matter of readiness of the armed forces of Dunwik. While equipment is to still be manufactured by private corporations and purchased in the fair market, leadership and training shall be under a centralized command. However! Neither mercenary companies nor private ownership of ships of war are to be illegalized."
Almost half the room seemed criminally offended, but what came next would at least perk them up.
"Thankfully, we have gained a wealth of information on the conduction of modern war, and I am sure quite a few of you will stand to profit from new orders in the coming days. Especially those chemists and wardens among our ranks. You will have no shortage of demand for your goods. "
To those who could not attend, the proceedings were written down and sent via mail.
And slowly, the Dunwikki Army and Dunwikki Navy became real, centralized forces, rather than ragtag groups of private companies.
In only a matter of days he had gathered not just his entire Cabinet, but a large portion of all of those who could vote - and crowded them together in one hall. To call this the most heavily guarded building in Dunwik's history would have been an understatement, and the men in their white suits, all packed together, were the wealthiest and most powerful of Dunwik.
Grand Chairman Nelson was a man who could bury any emotion, but fear especially so, and as he strode up towards the podium to speak, having circulated copies of his conclusions to everyone as they arrived. He had given them enough time to read, and enough time to mull it over, but now he was to act. His Minister Of War stood by his side - somehow containing his fury at the proposal.
"Men of Dunwik," Nelson spoke, his deep voice clear "under my rule, our long isolationism has come to an end, and not a moment too soon," there were some grumblings of dissent, but the crowd still listened. "We are behind. Not technologically, not industrially, but doctrinally. Our navy and army look good on paper, when you count the number of guns in hands, the amount of men in uniforms, the amount of ships we possess, but when it comes to doctrine, our decentralized system would be ruinous."
Nelson paused for just a moment before continuing "for while we have navigated a delicate balance in international relations, this balance is something that cannot last forever. Whether it be force majeure, the actions of a potential successor, or any nation looking at us as weak, our current unreadiness cannot stand. Thus, after thorough review, I have come to the conclusion that we must adopt some of our old Royal legislature on the matter of readiness of the armed forces of Dunwik. While equipment is to still be manufactured by private corporations and purchased in the fair market, leadership and training shall be under a centralized command. However! Neither mercenary companies nor private ownership of ships of war are to be illegalized."
Almost half the room seemed criminally offended, but what came next would at least perk them up.
"Thankfully, we have gained a wealth of information on the conduction of modern war, and I am sure quite a few of you will stand to profit from new orders in the coming days. Especially those chemists and wardens among our ranks. You will have no shortage of demand for your goods. "
To those who could not attend, the proceedings were written down and sent via mail.
And slowly, the Dunwikki Army and Dunwikki Navy became real, centralized forces, rather than ragtag groups of private companies.