Further Corsair depradations along the coastline have sharpened the need for an end to naval gazing. Earlier this week, an Imperial Navy xebec spotted a Corsair ship and gave chase, but had to let it ecape as the ship was fulled to the gunwales with vicious looking villains.
Admiral Periplos and Commander Villaineuse are of one voice "We Need a Regiment of Marines, then we don't have to ask the Army every time we want to put men on board".
Vizier Ekonomikos is against the idea, and the Basileos knows that he will have a deputation of Harrumphing Generals if he agrees. But then Periplos pulls his mastercard....
"They could have Dark Blue uniforms, Sire, like you have always wanted!"
"With a hint of Purple?"
"Oh, more than a hint, Sire"
"Think of the cost, Sire - Purple dye is not cheap"
"My own Marine Regiment - that would look splendid"
"Let's start with a Battalion, Sire"
"Oh alright, just a hint of purple then, and One Battalion of Marines to be recruited. - Sign the order Ekonomikos - Lord knows there are enough harbour-rats at the docks who could be recruited."
Doffing their hats, Periplos and Villaineuse retired backwards in as dignified a way as possible from the Imperial Presence (as it reached for its crayons to start designing a uniform), and the scowling visage of the Vizier. Once the Varangian Guard has swung the audience chamber doors shut, they high-fived each other and raced back to The Admiralty (a small tavern, not too far from The Admiralty building), proclamation in hand..