"Gentlemen of the Daysimirian militia forces, I thank you for coming here to meet with me and my administration. I realize that the transitions from the old governor have been not as smooth as they could have been, and for that, I apologize, but you are all no doubt aware of the efforts I have made to straighten out some of the more egregious mistakes of my predecessor.
You are here, not because I have asked you here, but because all of you truly and deeply care for this planet and its inhabitants, and let me assure you. That is a goal that we share. We are all aware of what official line of the Imperial creed is regarding consorting with aliens and "fraternizing with the enemy", but something that I have learned in my Naval career is that out here on the fringe, so far from all-mighty-Terra is that there are no Space Marines to defend us. No endless ranks of guardsmen to crush invaders under the might of a million tanks. Out here in the dark, the only thing that you can rely upon is yourself, your wits, and what you have at hand. And what I have at hand is you. You gentlemen, assembled here, because you dearly love this planet and only wish to see it safe. As do I, and I would like to do so without compromising the things that have made this planet the beautiful place that it is.
I have asked you here so that I might gain your cooperation in the days to come. If I have learned anything in my short time here, it is that this place, while seemingly idyllic, holds dangers beneath the surface. A surface that I have only begun to scratch, yet intend to deface completely, that we might uproot whatever evils lay lurking beneath our feet, expose them to the Emperor's light and defeat them soundly, that as we rebuild, we will know the foundation to be firm and whole.