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Bothawui
Plains lands
17:37
It had been several months of selection, a rather aggravating process for the High Moff in it's entirety. As High Moff of the Bothawui sector he took on the task of Director of Special Operations within his territory. Adron knew the Imperial Military was perhaps the finest in the galaxy, few would disagree with such a statement, however it needed to shift it's focus away from mechanical monstrosity back to the use of it's soldiers. The imperial Guardsman, Dark Honor Guard, Imperial Commandos, Novatrooper's and Death Trooper's were a fine start, but the High Moff knew he could do better still.He stood aboard an LAAT, watching as the scenery of Bothawui rapidly passed underneath him. He had selected his prospects and now it was time to give them the training they needed. His eyes rose to look to the other gunships that transported those he had chosen to begin the rigorous training regiment and he simply let out a content exhale.
Finally the ship began it's descent, they had arrived at their destination.
The High Moff clasped his arms behind his back as the LAAT touched down on the planet's surface. He stepped out of the ship, flanked by a squad of his Novatroopers. The soldiers were not there to act as his personal guard today, no, today they would aid in the instructions.
As the other ships touched down and the door's opened, the High Moff listened to one of the Novatrooper's sound off.
"Alright, alright! In formation, let's go!" The soldier called out to the recruits.
It was a fascinating sight, to say the least. As the door's opened and the prospects began to line up one would notice some had on military uniforms, some were fully matured, some were very young, only children, and some wore the rags of poverty.
In his selection there was no discrimination. He did not look for age, or experience, or or creed, or loyalties, he looked only for potential. It was a dangerous training method, one that forced the weaker to become stronger and one that forced the stronger to tolerate the weaker, but it had it's benefits.
Nearly twenty prospects in all, many were touched by the Force and others were not. But by the end of the day the Moff would know which truly had a place in his program.
He turned to the man who would act as their primary instructor, his own Knight, Gaheris Lancel. Among those being trained were The Squires of House Malvern, Adron was rather eager to see their progress.
"Remember, they're not all soldiers. For some you'll be starting from scratch. But I didn't bring them here If I didn't foresee benefit from this exercise." The young Moff stated.
"Between the two of us and the Novatrooper's I'm sure we can train them well." He continued.