"Lieutenant General Sherman, the defense contract has been signed by Folen Elstina and Princess Assiaya.
The Elistina workshop will begin ramping up production for the Militia and city defense. One of the main issues the Salva Militia has been resupplying and reequipping. We have enough bodies of men to train but not enough weapons and armor for them.
When this mess started, most of the Militia were shop owners, farmers, molders, traders, etc. Very few had experience before this war, making coordination between our people and theirs a struggle. The Minutemen have been training a few to bridge the gap between professionalism and citizen soldiers, but with constant attacks, the city ammunition has come close to depletion.
Lord Folen Elstina, who has been a critical ally and spokesman supporting our presence, had successfully restarted his armory workshop. Last week, he offered that if we were able to supply funds, he could fix these logistical issues. These funds will secure a line of flechette for the militia with armor sets. I hope to expand this operation soon to build ballistas domestically. I want these heavy weapons on all of Salva's walls and in the Fort we are constructing. In addition, they have expressed interest in adapting his workshop to produce our ammunition, especially 6.8mm and .50. calibers, which I do endorse. Local support for basic supplies would be ideal to prioritize vital resources with the Bridge.
This contract is only an infusion; I know you have expressed interest in expanding R&D, which at this point will require additional funds and resources. I have attached documents listing proposals for future funds to expand this industrial base at Salva; most would require us to lift this siege. I know DARPA has been lingering around VII Corps headquarters wanting to explore "magitech", I will warn. Folen has been protective of his innovations (smart devil) so that might become an uphill battle." - Colonel William Hackett, Minutemen
April 10th, 2069 (Military Calendar)
Salva, the former Confederacy of Daru'uie
Nevali Region, Aldrida, Alagore
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Mathew Ryder watched as the Minutemen escorted three stout dwarves into the Council chamber, their heavy boots echoing on the stone floor. He turned to his daughter and saw the nervousness, as this was the first time any official statesmen outside the city had diplomatically come to these chambers.
"Don't worry," Ryder replied. "You did good. Don't worry."
"I am just confused about what is going on," Assiaya said. "Why does Vagahm want to come here?"
"Then let's find out." Ryder turned toward their guests.
From what the Captain understood, guests were usually introduced, stating their names, stations, and so on, as a show of respect. Because of the secret nature of this encounter, all standard greetings were suspended. Only critical personnel were invited to this meeting to avoid leaks with the public.
The Vagahm representatives gathered in the center of the room, staring confusedly at the throne. This confused Ryder, as he didn't know what was happening or what to do.
Assiaya whispered, "You are supposed to greet them as Duke, Father."
The Duke heard her soft voice and glanced around. He saw only his daughter staring at him with her blue and gold eyes, waiting for him to act.
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