Eiattu 6, Planetary Defense Force Training Camp Delta
Darth Asminys' conquest of the planet Eiattu had been swift, the hasty capture of the planets ruler by the newly christened Darth Stolas had allowed the planet to be taken with a minimal loss of life. Swiftly setting himself up as the planets new ruler, decrees had been enacted to implement a mandatory military service period for the young adults of the planet, as well as offering pardon and citizenship to the planets criminals for a period of service in his new legions. A sorry lot that needed to be whipped into shape and trained for war. Eiattu of course had its previous planetary defense force, and Darth Asminys would utilize them as he felt suitable, once he decided he trusted them well enough. For now though, he had sought to hire experienced mercenaries to turn his raw recruits into combat capable soldiers.
Darth Asminys stood atop the military base's wall, located away from the populated areas on the edge of the wilderness, overlooking the training complex where fresh soldiers drilled and were carried through training exercises by his hired hands as well as some of the planets officers whom he had deemed trustworthy enough to train his legion. He was of course dressed as a Sith Lord, black pants with a black tunic covered by a black hooded cloak, with a pair of lightsabers hanging from his belt to complete the ensemble. A few nervous mercenaries and military advisors stood with him as he watched the soldiers go through their drills from a distance. For now the recruits wore the uniform of the Eiattu PDF, utilizing the planets surplus, but the Sith Lord had plans of his own for that. Unfortunately these things took time.
Some Sith might just throw the new conscripts into battle with a minimum of training, not particularly caring about their fates. While Darth Asminys didn't hold any compassion or particular care for the individuals who trained below, he knew that to neglect their training and throw them away in the heat of battle without a chance would be wasteful. Darth Asminys believed in strength, and he wanted his soldiers to be strong, skilled, and ambitious. He did not want to throw their lives away on a whim, though he wouldn't hesitate to send them to their deaths for a reason. He wanted them to have the skills necessary for their survival on the field of battle, and more importantly their triumph.
After all, their triumph was his triumph.
(OOC: Open to mercs/others looking to make some credits training soldiers for Darth Asminys. Open to others as well, just be mindful of the setting.)
