The Redeemer
| Location | Onderon Highlands
| Objective | Just another day in the Clangrounds
Although well-liked for their role in the repeated defense of their homeworld, the New Mandalorians remained somewhat... mysterious and intimidating, to most inhabitants of Onderon.
In the long history of their world through the eras, Mandalorians had only ever cared to prey upon them. The fortress erected on Dxun was a testament to that sentiment, for even now, the Neo-Crusaders schemed within, plotting to take Onderon by force. Earnest as they were in their dedication to their new homeworld, the New Mandalorians still had a long way to go to fully shed this image, but their noble deeds helped the locals warm up to the idea of sharing a world with them, little by little. For now, they remained but an occasional sight within most civilized cities, content to stick to themselves within the lands granted unto them by the crown for services rendered.
To those in need of an audience, the nearest landing point was to be found outside the tranquil village of Thapsus, established within the lowlands, upon a patch of cleared jungle. One only had need to walk for a few minutes to find themselves amidst the wilderness; a dangerous, yet gorgeous place to behold. Those with the ability to navigate through the foliage may very well just find themselves reaching the steep incline leading into the highlands, where the Mandalorians had made their home; naught but palissade walls to keep out predators and unwanted guests, guarding a quaint little village within. Visitors, of course, were expected to wait outside and by the great double gates, open as they were whilst daylight shone; upon the battlements, Mandalorian sentries kept to their patrols, occasionally coming down to address those travelers who had come all this way to talk to them.
Farmers, by and large, come to answer the Duchess' call for those with the courage and determination to become Hastati. Most who entered were sent home packing after only a few days; fifty trainees per class, with only half a dozen making it past the final challenge and earning the right to call themselves auxiliaries. After one such group of excited young farmers was waved inside by a bored-looking gatekeeper, the latest arrival was acknowledged with an upnod.
"Su cuy'gar, aruetii. What brings you to the New Mandalorians?"
