Anton Nadramie
Crystal Manufacturer
Katarine Falcon, the first Queen Admiral that Anton Nadramie had ever done business with. Quite the business proposition indeed. None the less it was a proud and happy business deal to be had. Katarine had taken quite and interest in Nadramie Crystals and was now wanting to sponsor a new development for the company. One where Nadramie Crystals would begin research into lasers utilizing the full force and power of a kyber crystal.
However such a thing hadn't been fully explored yet and would take some time to develop even the base concept. However, that was a sacrifice Katarine was willing to take on behalf of The Commonwealth Systems and their drive for war.
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Anton Nadramie pulled his chair to the side as his assistant Marie activated the call. Letting a large holoscreen take up his window overlooking the Biituvian scenery. It was time to talk business. With a coffee cup mixed with spirit sat on the desk beside him he laid his cane's end against the ground and held it in the palm of his right hand. The left taking said cup and sampling it. A shudder went down his back as the call was patched through.
"Katarine, it's nice to see you face to face. Quite the pleasure in sight alone, but in business I share the sentiment. Let us talk numbers, it's been made obvious through our talk that you want guns. Something I can't sell you, but lightsaber kits easy to assemble will be produced and sent your way to supply your Royal Marines and Battlegroups. I can fit one thousand lightsaber's into one transport at a time. How many ships am I sending your way?"
However such a thing hadn't been fully explored yet and would take some time to develop even the base concept. However, that was a sacrifice Katarine was willing to take on behalf of The Commonwealth Systems and their drive for war.
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Anton Nadramie pulled his chair to the side as his assistant Marie activated the call. Letting a large holoscreen take up his window overlooking the Biituvian scenery. It was time to talk business. With a coffee cup mixed with spirit sat on the desk beside him he laid his cane's end against the ground and held it in the palm of his right hand. The left taking said cup and sampling it. A shudder went down his back as the call was patched through.
"Katarine, it's nice to see you face to face. Quite the pleasure in sight alone, but in business I share the sentiment. Let us talk numbers, it's been made obvious through our talk that you want guns. Something I can't sell you, but lightsaber kits easy to assemble will be produced and sent your way to supply your Royal Marines and Battlegroups. I can fit one thousand lightsaber's into one transport at a time. How many ships am I sending your way?"