The meeting of the nobles proceeds quietly. Many fleet officers, all with ties to minor houses, pledge fealty to Koloth, to strengthen their power base and be ready in case the inevitable happens. Just as the meeting was wrapping up, news arrived of the Emperor's death. Realizing the unique opportunity this provided, the assembled nobles bring their ships and crews along with Koloth, as he sojurns to his mining world, which is already showing signs of fortification, as 6 mobile bases surround the system and are being worked on 24/7, with plans calling for them all to be starbases.
On the surface, the conditions are less than accomodating. Chillier than Klingons are used to, sharp winds frequently cut the air only adding to the chill and discomfort. There are little signs of the native flora, as the Klingon mining techniques killed them all, and only Klingon grasses prevent the entire world from becoming a dust-bowl. The refineries have spewed enough gases and detrius into the air creating a permanent cloud-cover, which keeps the world humid and dark like Klinzhai. The mining town set up around the original mines has been refurbished and reinforced, creating the perfect base of operations for the House. It is there that Koloth and his loyal followers set up camp.
Korf catches Koloth in the hallway, and intercepts his lord. "Sir, your orders are being implemented ahead of schedule. However, there are murmurings of dissent in the ranks, as many question the recent events. There being pre-assembled starbase docks in orbit, which can function as independant shipyards prior to their attachment to the bases proper. Enough kits to implement the Emperor's original plans to enhance our phasers to Federation-equivalent weapons on over 100 ships. The fact that this mining town has been rebuilt as a fully fortified township capable of supporting nearly twice as many people and ships that we have assembled. And where all the money we're spending is coming from."
Koloth looks on his major domo, knowing that if these questions are not addressed, the entire plan could crumble. "Korf, consider this, a lineholder disappears, and nobody knows his whereabouts. Typically, a house either ruins itself awaiting the lord's return, or a family member claims leadership. K'hnshy'a would have been on the way to ruin, if not for the wealth of this world. When news of our capture by the Gorn reached the council, and my enemies, opportunity arose. While the Council put on a public show of trying to rescue their captured brother, they quietly pocketed your payments and did nothing to assist me. They figured that you would eventually indebt the house's holdings to the Council, so they get all my wealth without having to worry about me. Unfortunately for them, we escaped. During my travels, I roughly calculated that we would still have this world, and made arraingments with contacts I aquired on my trip home. They advised me of the Emperor's illness, and made a deal with me. As long as I strive for a "peaceful" galaxy, they would provide me with funding and materials to ensure my ascention to the throne. These foolish benefactors don't realize that a true Klingon peace entails that our superiority be recognized throughout the galaxy! The Romulans and Lyrans, by accepting our technology, already have acknowledged Klingon superiority, leaving those foolish Alliance types and our co-belligerent the ISC as the only races not yet understanding of our superiority. My plans call for us to conquer the economic base of the Empire, and be in a position to construct the armadas necessary to bring a Klingon-led peace to the masses. Take that to the peons, tell them how I plan on leading the Empire to it's true glory, and remind them of their role in supporting this initiative."
Korf nods, and smiles as his lord stands on the transporter pad, ready to be sent to his flagship, the Kinshayan built C7 "Sunglasses at Night", truly an Imperial Klingon Vessel...
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