IC: [color=#dda0dd;]"Hello, Ussalry."[/color]
[color=#dda0dd;]Gyn Kirsug looked down from the podium to the small army before him. Dozens of soldiers and their Ussals stretched out across the parade ground before the Ussalry's largest stable. A small group of representatives from the unique Special Operations branch of the military force stood adjacent to the others. The assembly was of about two-thirds of the Ussalry, the others currently busy on various missions. Traditional lightstones and the newer lanterns had been placed around the square in such a way that they shed enough light for those members of the Ussalry who were not Onu-Matoran or Toa of Earth to see, but weren't so bright that they blinded those of the latter group. The speaking area was otherwise spartan. Onu-Koroan culture focused on deeds as opposed to words; for this, even when being presented the announcement following, nothing suggested the speech was more ostentatious or had more import than the giving of orders. The presentation was merely a formality on many levels. However, in spite of its seem trivial nature, each soldier stood or sat with iron poise and an inestimable patience for the talking to come. None of them had forgotten that there some parts of this announcement not yet entirely known or that following this announcement they might speak of what they had already known to anyone. Casting his warm gaze about the crowd, Gyn found many he knew: officer Gavarm, veteran Klugg, a host of newcomers--Aar and Banua, and more recently, Aryll, Sajis, and Fraxn Black--and Special Operative Noxra Immiti, among others. The army of Onu-Koro appeared innumerable. Gyn looked out upon that veritable host from his small, granite podium and cleared his throat.[/color]
[font="arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"]Proper military tradition was law within the Ussalry, and as such, Tarnok was located towards the center of the assembled mass. His rank indicated a position towards the rear, while seniority brought him towards the middle. Not that the Onu-Matoran paid it any mind, where he stood was irrelevant to the proceedings as a whole. Regiment Commander Gyn would continue with his speech, he would announce the restructuring, and the three division heads. Gavarm, standing towards the front of the group, was in attendance. Noxra could be seen out of the corner of his eye among the representatives of the Special Operations division. Even Aar stood nearby.[/font]
[font="arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"]The Onu-Matoran's posture was more rigid than normal, stance perfectly straight as the station of attention demanded. Even a pawn stood firm in its Duty, even when its Destiny had already passed.[/font]
[font="arial, helvetica, sans-serif;"]Even a torch bearer had his pride.[/font]
[color=#dda0dd;]Brevity in mind, Gyn began. "Firstly, Medium Regiment is now formally dissolved. Secondly, the remaining three regiments--Special Operations, Light Cavalry, and Heavy Cavalry--shall be led by a colonel each under Captain of the Ussalry Onepu. Noxra Immiti of Special Operations, Leli of Light Cavalry, and Gavarm of Heavy Cavalry-," with the utterance of each name, the personage in question stood, "-Are henceforth the colonels of their respective regiments." Gyn gestured the trio down again. "I have left my current position for the new rank of Lieutenant of Light Cavalry's First Squadron. The composition of each squadron has also been rearranged; these changes are displayed on the bulletin within this stable. To further protect Prosperity in these troubled times, our nation urges you to recruit for the Ussalry at every opportunity. Finally, shortly, the Ussalry will be re-equipped with the latest innovations of our -Koro, aiding in that defense. Until then, all units are on leave but those on sentry duty." Gyn knelt before the crowd in a final gesture of respect. "Thank you and may the Great Spirit be with you."[/color]
At once, the crowd was dismissed. All Ussalmen left the parade grounds along with the speaker, Gyn and his once-subordinates traveling to the stables alike.