You remove the folder, reading over it while you sit comfortably at the table. You half-listen to the treaty while you scan the document. Your negotiator, that is to say, Geoyde, is pushing that the energy rights to that spot in the ocean are part of the ten percent, whereas the Pirate group is trying to explain that as a bonus. Eventually, they get settled on sparing a few percentages of mineral rights in return for the section of ocean, but only after Geoyde insists that such a deal is not an attempt at fairness, but rather blatant robbery.
Outland Khagnate (McCreary's Planet)
Absolute Monarchy - Meritocracy
Leader: Khan Samkrend
Capital: Saxan
Population:? ? ?
Commodities of Note: [Salt Rice] [Food Stuffs] (equilibrium), Hydrogen Fuel Supplies (equilibrium), Consumer Goods (deficit), Electronics (deficit), Steel (equilibrium), Bioplastics (deficit), [/color], Luxury goods (surplus), Alchoholic Beverages [equilibrium], Las-guns (deficit), Beetle Products (glut)
Quality of life: Religious freedom, wandering clans, no law enforcement, inter-clan violence, local warlords
Population Morale: High
Government Legitimacy: Low
Economy: Bustling./color]
Territories: The Outlands ? ? ?
Khan Samkrend, by all accounts, is an exceptional man. He modernized his clan's military in a matter of years, and, through a policy of 'silver or steel', he managed to unite seventy-two warring clans. After stabilizing his control through careful land management and increased agricultural production, he constructed the capital of Samkrend. Currently thought to be somewhere in his fifties, he has a number of children and heirs, all vying for his position. Currently, he is wintering in Samkrend, but in the summer, he often wanders his lands in a great tent city.
For the next fifty years, the Pirates of the Twelve Clans of Old Skarin will serve as mercenaries for the protection of Mercenary's Rest, as well as turn over fifty-five percent of all goods held in common stock upon the ship as of 1/3/2011 Local Time. The goods come to an appraised value of forty-one thousand, three hundred and forty-seven [Empyreal Energy Credits] upon the local market, to be used for planetary development. In return, the Holyland of SEED and all inhabitants of Mercenary's Planet will, for perpetuity, provide ten percent of energy rights and claims, and seven percent of mineral rights. Also to be given is [Two hundred million hectres] of land, surrounding the ship known as Retributionist's Valhol, and the crude oil production zone within the western sea. The two parties also agree to provide mutual development assistance of lands and industries, for perpetuity, as well as a mutual defense/aggression treaty. Harbor rights are to be settled upon creation of Void-docks and a space elevator to reach them.
After the fifty-year contract ends, the terms of the contract will be re-negotiated.
You follow William out into the hallway during one of the recesses. The pirate Voidmarine laughs when William draws out a las-gun, and fires at the massive suit of armor. It impacts with a sizzle before it dissipates. The only proof a shot was fired at all is a pockmark not even a [millimeter] deep. William nods as the pirate continues laughing through her speaker. He takes a step forward-- wrapping his black arms around the armored figure the best he can-- and with a strain of every muscle in his body, he lifts the multi-ton Voidmarine up and slams her into the deck. She gasps in surprise as he suddenly stands on top of the armor, panting and sweating from the exertion with a twist if a grin. He produces a knife as she struggles to reach him -- or her gun. With a savage strike, he begins to try and prise the carapace open.
"Enough playing." One of the other Voidmarine states, much to William's and the prone pirate's mirth.
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