For a Few Kremlin's More

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

Wayland

[member="Deisa Vesz"]

The mandalorian world was something she would have preferred to avoid but standing here now she had a job to do. Traveling under sith illusions only for her skin and hair as the large now green skinned mandellion giant walked. She had hired a mandalorian to aid her and stood tall wearing thick armorweave and duraplast armor. Modeled after her oldest suit of mandalorian armor. Her old identity the one she was hiding now usder these spells was a dar'jetii... This one was simply another mandoo who had asked a sister for help.

That was the plan at least there were some creatures here on this world and wanted to get, the kremlins who were viscious things she could breed and put on enemy worlds, target population centers or in the case offer this mandalorian a chance to learn and grow. Perhaps cultivate her into becoming a candidate for the title of Manda'alor in the end with a grin. She slid an axe and beskad across her back the large weapons gleaming.

"Thank you for coming to help me, I am Aeryn."

 

[Deisa Vesz]

The temperate climate that Wayland usually had did not change today except for the fact that it was particularly windy. The sun wasn't too strong and there weren't too many clouds in the sky, meaning that this was a good day as any. She had been asked for help by a fellow Mando'ad, the reason why she did not even consider refusing said help and was now finally heading to the place where she was asked to go. She was completely covered by the armor that had grown to be the mark for which every Mandalorian was recognized, that did not allow others to know anything about her physical characteristics but her gender. A rifle and a beskad were across her back, she had a blaster on each hip, a rather large knife attached to her right thigh and apparently many other small weapons that could not be seen so easily as the others. Finally she approached the other Mandalorian and smiled, although this gesture could not be seen due to the presence of the helmet. Her armor was made out of durasteel and beskar iron, using some parts that once belonged to her mother's beskar'gam. She then answered, "Kih'parjai, ner vod. My name is Deisa".

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Deisa Vesz"]

Balaya gave a nod of her head to that and looking down offered her arm to shake hands while she spoke. "And I am Aeryn, that blade of yours is about to get a lot of use. These creatures are dangerous." She was grinning to herself while checking her own helmet and sliding it on. Her mane of fiery red hair going into the helmet perfectly. The t of the visor while the armor offered thick plates of protection. A wink before turning to look and grab the pistol on her hip. She started moving to go into the humid area and felt her boots sink into the mud a little, these creatures were small and she had a cage for them. Get a few for breeding purposes and maybe a new contact along the way. "Come sister, we shall enjoy the hunt with something that likes to hunt back."

 

[Deisa Vesz]

She took the other Mando's hand and shook it, Deisa had a firm, secure grip. She let go of her hand couldn't help but smile at her comment, she enjoyed certainly enjoyed fighting and hunting had always been one of her favorite activities and one of the first she was taught to do, "And I wouldn't have chosen otherwise" The blonde mando'ad replied confidently, walking behind her sister as she unsheathed her beskad, holding it in her right hand. She did not have any difficulties in making her way through the muddied ground, on the contrary, she found the humid atmosphere welcoming; afterall she had been brought up in a place with similar characteristics: thick forests, wet ground, dangerous creatures and large pests that couldn't bother her thanks to the beskar'gam, everything up to now reminded her of the place she called home, "Tell me, Aeryn, what creature is it that we hunt?" Deisa asked, she had already started to keep an eye out for any movement in the foliage around her, the inhabitants of this sort of territories had the custom of being stealthy and fast, something she had once learned the hard way.

[member="Darth Praelior"]

 

[Balaya Praelior Zambrano]

[member="Deisa Vesz"]

As she continued to walk the question about the creature they were hunting was interesting... She had seen the reports and what they were. "The Kremlins are small furry creatures that eat anything and can bite through armor. They shoot spines out of their bodies that can put their victims to sleep to eat them and hunt in large packs." Her smirk under the helmet was there though she could think of a few things for them and while they might not seem the most dangerous they could overwhelm and kill people. That was the danger... well that and they could reproduce fast, eat everything. "They are a menace and something you do not want to leave loose in the dark. It will try and eat you." Though that was why they had weapons with stun settings so they could capture a few and kill the rest. Never know what such a creature might be needed.

[[I can't link on my phone but search Kremlin's for species and they are krites.]]