The knight commander looked out from the old observation deck of the Aria. The ship was centered in the middle of a mismatched network of other ships, some colony ships but most puddle jumpers. Lately legitimate buildings have popped up amongst and even out of the stationary refugee armada. After immense trials and great gambles he had made the long decease dream of his predecessors a reality. The Knights of Progress had finally colonized, a chance to make their own nation. Still there was much work before progress could be achieved. Sir Dragos walked over to his desk to skim over his numerous documents, petitions, edicts, and other bureaucratic burdens.
Though he had his own quarters in other parts of the ship he just moved them to the observatory deck so he could look out at his subordinates, and besides he practically lived there when it was treated as his office before. The greatest issue of the order was money, they had spent all of their funds to colonize this planet. Then they immediately went into debt due to the maintenance cost of their ships. Luckily they have kept the crews at bay due to the fact they were paid in both land and food, but as the memory of their starvation on Albion fades so too does their contentedness.
Next on his vast list of documents was reports from Adzang. His orders to continue utilizing the gangs did not go as planned, instead of fighting only other gangs they united into a powerful force against the government. Not surprising though seeing how the government was declaring military law on the ghettos and many of the gangs had fought just as much during the civil war as any other. While the Pacifiers and Mara where loyal guard dogs they seem to have become rabid, and like any beast will need to be put down. Still they have still retained enough loyalty to provide some of their income to Atlantis still. There are bigger issues currently though but the gangs will need to be either abandoned, unleashed or repurposed.
A knock is heard from the door. "Knight-Commander! We have important news!"
"Come in then." He responded in a militaristic tone.
Two of his squires rush in. They were some of his best ones having come over with him to the Celtic sector to encourage progress, they stayed even though that failed. It was clear the two lads were tired from having run to relay this information. The communication systems are still archaic currently. "What is it and stand at attention when addressing a superior officer." The two squires correct themselves go to attention and salute. Knight-Commander Cosmas salutes back and then they continue.
"Squires Thibodeaux and Fleischer reporting sir!" Fliescher announced. Dragos gave the signal for them to go to at ease and Fliescher continued. "The missing ships have returned sir."
This was stupendous news he had thought the ships lost. "Good I thought them all dead for not having reported back."
Squire Thibodeaux spoke up "Sir its better than that they have discovered several systems and an ancient ship." The systems were part of the plan and their maps could be sold off to anyone, probably the Albish so the Baekdu wouldn't be surrounding Atlantis. Besides future plans to play to polities off one another this ship was intriguing.
"How what's the ship look like what does it do?" Has the Knight-Commander began his line of inquiry a shadow inched over the party. Turning around to see what was blotting out the sun he ordered "get me the head of the expedition now."
