Governor Titaria looked out over the sea of this new land from her balcony in Pavonis. It had been a very long time since the Imperium decided to expand, coupled with the fact that they just ended their long isolation. And to think that thousands more would be coming over the next few months. After listening to the sounds of the waves and the busy toiling of construction workers, farmers, and miners, she decided to go back into her office less than two meters behind her. Pausing for a few moments, she picked up a decanter of brandy and poured herself a glass before sitting at her desk.

Taking a sip, she turned to her aide who was furiously typing away on his laptop. "Decius," she said, "can you ready a document for me?"

He looked up and nodded. "Of course, Governor. But may I ask why?"

"I wish to send a message to the other colonies on this continent. Prepare to transcribe everything I say to the letter."

Decius nodded once again and prepared himself.

Coughing a bit to clear her throat, Governor Titaria spoke, "To the newly formed territories of our neighbors, I wish to extend my congratulations to those who successfully made the voyage here. It is my fondest hopes that we can share this new continent peacefully and establish trade not just with each other, but to our homelands in Pacifica as well."

"However, it is important that there be a place where colonies can air their grievances and ease hostilities. I am more than willing to let the governor's manor in the New Dracon Peninsula be that forum, provided that we can all make the meetings. With utmost sincerity and by the grace of Her Imperial Majesty and the Senate, Governor Quintina Titaria."

The typing ceases. "Done, and sending to the printers."