Ori'Alor Tal'Verda
Leader of the True Mando'Ade
Mand'Alor walked into the throne room of the mighty Sith Empire, all involved who could feel even the basest emotions through could feel that the woman was...PISSED, and she wasn't even trying to hide it. "Tell me, Is Daxton Bane one of yours?" Alliera asked, outwardly calm "I am not 'The Bear', I have an infinitely lower tolerance for abuses to my people." Alliera crossed her arms over her chest, sighing to herself, and shaking her head. she was wearing her armor and armed to the teeth, not taking any chances. This was the first time she wore the Sith Sword Velok gave her publicly, as it sat in it's own little shieth.
"And I've heard stories of mandalorians being kidnapped by Sith and turned into Sith Warriors." Alliera said, pacing in the throne room "Forgive me for being aggressive and Rude, but Ever sense I took up this position I've been hearing more and more about the shit the sith have been pulling on my people."
"And I've heard stories of mandalorians being kidnapped by Sith and turned into Sith Warriors." Alliera said, pacing in the throne room "Forgive me for being aggressive and Rude, but Ever sense I took up this position I've been hearing more and more about the shit the sith have been pulling on my people."