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Valdus Bral

Valdus Bral

Member Since 09 Jan 2019
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In Topic: Orar'buir [Thunder Father]

17 May 2019 - 10:07 PM

Tom Taff

 

Thanks! How does bumping the cargo from Very High to Extreme sound and allow another 50 infantry?


In Topic: Single/Dating/Married (IC)

05 May 2019 - 02:14 AM

Single (handedly amazing)


In Topic: The Gathering(Open to all mandalorians)

05 May 2019 - 01:00 AM

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A sound of humming motors and the rattling of chains on metal heralded the Alor of the Bral aliit's entrance. A hulking figure as he was, trimmed in scuffed but highly reflective golden embossing on his worn and gashed obsidian colored beskar'gam as he came into light. As the towering Manadlorian continued forth his helmet came into the light. There was a glint of metallic gold paint as stylized Jaig Eyes he had earned from his service in the defense of Eshan came into the rays. The irony that he may be face to face with some of the same dar'manda that took part on the opposite side of this battle was palpable. However, he had joined not to reignite the embers of a battle fading into the memory, he joined in an attempt to mend a fracture culture, a culture he had devoted his very existence to for decades. He kept his expectations low and in check, the schism would not be mended this night, but it may be the first step to reunification. 

 

Valdus was flanked by two of his clansmen, one on each-side, representatives of the Bral clan most likely. He was intent on making a good showing of his aliit, to prove that the rumors that the Clans were losing their culture were just that - rumors based in malice. One would assume that the Alor would immediately seek out new Mandalorians to converse with on this historic event, alas that is not where Bral's priorities lay at the current moment. The three Brals imperiously made their way to an unlabeled wooden barrel that lay on its side and hung over the edge of the table it rested upon. After getting himself a large durasteel mug full of the brew Valdus looked around for the organizer of the event. After several seconds of scanning the crowds he saw Strider Garon and then approached him. " Su cuy'gar. I'm the Alor of Bral, Valdus Bral." Turning his head away from Strider for a moment as he said, " I've heard little about you ..." he turned back to Strider, looking down into his eyes, " ... though I know you are a man that seeks the thrill of dining with Rancors." The growling, canid voice hinting towards Valdus' internal predictions about what would end up happening tonight.


In Topic: We All Thaw This Coming | ORC Invasion of Rhen Var (OOC)

03 May 2019 - 02:25 PM

If TSE needs another, I'll join.


In Topic: Minor Factory Updates

01 May 2019 - 08:40 PM

Gir Quee

 

Do these changes apply retroactively to submissions previously approved?