Voice of Freedom
Coruscant // Galactic City // Federal Annex
Office of the Ministry of Commerce
The Federal Building and nearby Federal Annex were bustling since the Declaration had been made the previous week. Politicians, lawmen, company representatives and countless planetary ambassadors were flocking to the capital to discuss the future of the Core Alliance, bringing a great many opportunities and complications to the table for the Ministries to deal with. Categorizing and prioritizing the mounting list of requests, complaints and questions was no simple task, but a few things took obvious precedence when it came to stabilizing the worlds of the newly christened Federation. Among them; currency.Money was a universal language in concept, but far from in practice. Across the many worlds of the Alliance, some with vastly different in cultures and traditions, numerous currencies existed in the markets. Confusing exchange rates, buyer concerns and, in some areas, outright refusal of non-local currencies were inevitable issues most interstellar nations would have to address. Fortunately, the more densly populated planets of the Core Worlds had held onto currencies derived from the old Republic Credit; wildly considered to be the current standard of the region. However, among the many changes taking place, the Ministry of Commerce saw an opportunity to introduce a more secure option to promote their overall goal -- stability in the Core Worlds.
As a result, the newly reinstated InterGalactic Banking Clan had been contacted and invited to the Annex to meet with an official from the Office of the Ministry of Commerce. It would be no easy task for the Ministry, but the possibilities were intriguing enough. The meeting would be their final deciding factor; if the Clan's recently developed attempt at a Galactic Standard Credit could prove to be in the interest of the new Federation's economy, they would do what was necessary to make it so for the benefit of the future.
"Mr. Harper," the young administrative assistant of the Office calls out politely from behind her desk, attempting to get the representative's attention "Mr. Maasi can see you now."
She raises her hand to gesture to the door to the left of her, inviting Dorian to enter. Inside the rather plain and utilitarian office, the Tepasi-born Selkath bureaucrat scrolls through his message logs on his private computer, awaiting the appointment to begin.
Darth Empyrean
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