Faction Mandalorian Union: Hunting Trip

[River Kryze]

Location: Endor

River had been on hunting trips in the past, but this one was something she wasn't exactly....prepared for. The idea seemed strange, something about collecting signets for trophies, and glory for...the clans? Honestly, it made no real sense to her. Omar never seemed to make it anything special, just a test of his abilities, but this seemed a bit more personal with the others. Setting her pack down, she gave a look to the rest of the Mandalorians that had come with her. It seemed a bit strange, going on a hunt before a mission, yet here they were, ready to do just that. It occurred to her as she looked over her gear, that she hadn't brought anything to assist in hunting. A vibro-sword and a blaster pistol weren't exactly hunting essentials, and she was probably going to be found out soon enough. The desire to remove the helmet was already strong, but she held off. No need to blow her cover here and now. Kneeling beside her supply cache, she reached for her water flask, carefully lining it up to her induction port as she struggled to down the water that poured through. A muffled coughing fit ensued from the confines of her helmet, as she still hadn't gotten the practice down. Hoping no one noticed the water dripping out of the bottom of her helmet, River muttered swear words under her breath, popping the seal on her helmet to let the water drain out.


Hopefully this day would get better.

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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Tag: River Kryze (Open interaction)​

The trip into Eternal Imperial space was largely uneventful, Leading Aloy to sit alone in boredom most of the journey, Simply checking over her equipment and probably staring into the void outside. When word came that they'd be stopping on Endor however, Her mood changed. Finally! A proper hunt! She could already see hers younger self hunting with Sabbath. Good times. Better times. Before the Red Coronation.

The sights and sounds of Endor were a pleasant change to the interior of the ship or the dimly lit cantinas she spent her evenings in until recently. The trees, The soft whistling of birds that echoed through the great oaks that towered over her.

Aloy deviates from the path taken by her men, Instead preferring to go off and explore for now, Letting nothing but simple curiosity guide her path.

In an instant, She took a running leap forward before activating her ion-powered jetpack, The integrated thrusters blasting her upward in a ball of blue light until she come to a stop, Clung to trunk of a younger but still mighty tree.

"Hehe! Ah if only you were here, Darsch." She giggles to herself, Raising one hand to shield her visored brow from the sun while scouting ahead. So far, Nothing. Save for a single mandalorian out there, One who's unique Beskar'gam she did not recognize.

So, Having nothing better to do, And feeling in a better mood than before, She leaps from the tree, Sending twigs and evergreen needles cascading downwards shortly before her thrusters engage, Softening her descent as she hovers down towards River Kryze .

>thud< Her feet hit the ground not far from the figure she'd spotted, The Blue clad mandalorian walking to them, Taking in the figure through the skull-like visor of her horned helm. An imposing figure perhaps, Not at all characteristic of the friendly tone that emanated from her vocal enhancer.

<"Su cuy'gar vod. Biai eray oya'karir?">
(Greetings brother. How goes the hunt?)

 

[Kreslin Westwind]

Kreslin Westwind

Kreslin had not been expecting to make a trip to Endor. He had heard of the small moon, of course. The name of this small, forest covered rock held great value in galactic history. It is where an Empire died, and a new age of 'prosperity' was started. The fact that the new age lasted little longer than the Empire before it people tend to forget. This day though, that did not matter. Here, the warriors of the Mandalorian Union, while they waited for their supposed allies in the Eclipse Rebellion to contact them, would hunt one of the most dangerous predators in the galaxy.

Ewoks.

At least, that is what Kreslin was here for. Creatures that came up to barely his waist, and yet had the strength, cunning, and ferocity to bring down fully armored warriors. Even the foreplaning to be able to trap and destroy armored vehicles. It would be an interesting hunt if nothing else. When the Union forces had landed on Endor, they had quickly scattered. A few hunting parties had formed, but for the most part, those that decided to take part had broken up and went on their own.

Kreslin was one of the later warriors, and he now moved almost silently through the forest of Endor. His carefully placed armored boots avoided the numerous sticks that littered the forest floor, his Beskad held at the ready in his right hand, and a hunting spear gripped loosely in his left. He was not certain what he would find, if anything, but already he was enjoying this part of the trip more than the days spent in hyperspace.


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[River Kryze]

Having just fixed the water problem in her helmet, River was dealing with the mix of moisture building up in her helmet. Not good. Fully releasing the seal, she allowed the fresh air into the helmet. Feeling the moisture build up disapate, she had thought her troubles would be over.

In fact, they had just begun. The soft 'thud' of boots hitting the ground caught her attention, indicating someone was coming. Straightening up, Riger was met by something she had come to fear; Mando'a. River knew the language well enough, but to say she was fluent was stretching it. The voice calling to her sounded somewhat feminine, the words spoken were a sort of greeting given the tone and words used. A mini panic took over in River's mind, as she fumbled with the words to respond with.

"Hail vod, te oya'karir goes pirusti. Hunting cuyir fun."
"<Hail Sister, the hunt goes well. Hunting is fun.>"

It wasn't perfect, but it was passable. Maybe they would just think she was touched in the head and move along. Unfortunately, that didn't help her recognize the symbol of the Mando approaching her.

"Omar be Clan Kryze. Tion'ad vaabir Ni ganar te ijaat be speaking at?"

"<Omar of Clan Kryze. Who do I have the honor of speaking to?>"

Hopefully this didn't back fire on her.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

E N D O R​

Tag: River Kryze ​

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<"Ah! Sarnu'a ni, Eak Ni digur ibac va an be mhi cuyir gtea'ye o'r Ciyitiryav shi su">
<"Ah! Forgive me, Sometimes I forget that not all of us are fluent in Mando'a just yet">

She chuckles slightly, Coming to a stop not far from "Omar".


<" Pirusti, Ni diba'a mhi ganar jate'shya beyisr ui. ">
<"Well, I guess we'd better practice than.">

She says warmly, Giving the Kryze a nod in greeting before remembering that she was not only new to the house, But she hadn't properly introduced herself yet.

<" A vaii cuyir ner ka'iar? Ni cuyir Aloy be Ha'yr Vizsla. Bic b a staja at urcir gar, Omar be Ha'yr Kryze ">
<"But where are my manners? I am Aloy of Clan Vizsla. It's a pleasure to meet you, Omar of Clan Kryze">

 

[River Kryze]

Well, so far so good. Aloy seemed to be rather respectful, and there seemed to be no incoming headbutt directed at her visor; something River was very thankful for. A smile broke out under her helmet, seeing as how she might not be as screwed as she was concerned about. Omar always made his people seem to be a bit more rowdy and disruptive; not to mention violent. Truthfully River had never had much interaction with Mandalorians outside of her husband, everything she knew was practically second hand information. She replied back to Aloy, pausing as she constructed her sentences better.
"Bic b datihaye vod, betkr cuyir ner srukre. Akutudir. Bic b a staja at urcir gar."
"«It's fine sister, the fault is my own. Apologies. It's a pleasure to meet you.»"

As the two Mandalorians spoke, they unfortunately were not alone. Small furry creatures moved in the trees off in the distance, their sights set on the metal monsters that had arrived on their world, arming themselves with their primitive weapons, ready to drive the demons from the world.


River didn't know much about Clan Vizla, or any clan for that matter. Clearly, she had alot of work cut out for her. The member of Clan 'Kryze' moved closer, trying to think of what to ask the more experienced warrior, after all she wasn't sure what they were going to be hunting here. As River did so, a flash of movement would be seen behind her, as an arrow head lodged into the earth right where she had been standing, sparking an alarm in the woman as the arrow made a loud 'thunk' in the ground. Drawing her blaster, River looked to the trees in the distance, her eyes scanning for danger as she called in alarm. "Er cuyir dayn ogir. Vod, hiibir abarya!"
"«Something is out there. Sister, take caution!»"
Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

E N D O R​

Tag: River Kryze Kreslin Westwind ​

The sound and sight of the arrow landing behind Kryze caused her to recoil momentarily before un-slinging her carbine and activating her scan pulsar through her neural implant. Within no time at all, Her scanner began highlighting short little silhouettes in orange throughout the forest in front of her, Quickly hitting it's 30 target limit faster than she was comfortable with.

<"Ohoho CHIT!"> She then ducks behind a nearby tree just as another arrow hits it. Normally she'd have shot back, But her first thought now was to inform the others.

<<"Aloy to all vod on Endor. We've encountered hostile lifeforms. Small primitives, But their damn near silent. Keep you eyes peeled. I got a horde of 'em over here but I think we can take 'em. Aloy out.">>

<"Haha! Okay Omar, Ready to have a little fun?!"> She didn't even wait for an answer before leaning out of cover and blasting an Ewok, The three-round burst of her EE-3 making short work of the creature, Which already had those few near it backing away and looking for cover. Perfect.
River's initial assumption was partially correct the first time. Aloy could be rowdy and fairly violent when she needed to be. She enjoyed the rush of battle more than most outsiders, Yet there were two sides to every coin. While she loved fighting, She wasn't prone to killing unless her opponent not only struck first like they had now, But aimed to kill her. Outside of battle, She was respectful so long as she too was respected, And she always seemed approachable despite her quiet nature and grim appearance. A walking paradox wrapped up in beskar, But she was the all the help the Kryze woman was getting for now.

 

[River Kryze]

Aloy had already ducked behind a tree by the time danger was evident, but there was River, standing up like a fool blaster in hand. She looked about, trying to find the target, standing clear in the open as she waved her blaster back and forth for a target; then felt a strong impact smash against her brow. Falling backwards, a spear had shattered against the Beskar helmet, knocking River onto her back, as a wave of arrows and spears began to rain down on the pair. Aloy was relatively safe behind her tree, but River on the other hand, well...not so much. Panicked, she scampered back on her hands and feet, arrows and spears littering the ground around her, before she managed to slump behind a sturdy tree trunk. Panting, and feeling as if she might have a heart attack, River could hear Aloy's voice through the comlink.

Oh yea, a whole barrel of fething fun.

She thought to herself, pressing her back against the trunk as the faint war cries of the little bastards could be heard. Aloy would be able to see the faint traces of the Ewok attackers, clad in scrap metal, bone armor, and strange foliage like attire. Aloy's shots mowed down the single Ewok that decided to show itself, but there were many more willing to take it's place. It was practically a shooting gallery for the Clan Vizla warrior, but for River, it was like a hunting trip gone wrong. After a moment to recoup, River would fire a few stray shots towards her attackers, the 'pew pews' that she spoke nearly drowned out by the shots.

To her astonishment, she managed to strike one of the little furballs, blasting him to bits in the process. A bead of excitement soared in her chest, drowning out the currents of fear that were attempting to swallow her. "I got one!" She called out, her facade breaking as she spoke. Hopefully Aloy wouldn't call this into question, but given the little skirmish breaking out, she felt that she might be okay for once.


Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

Spoiler: Soundtrack

H O L D - Y O U R - G R O U N D​

Tag: River Kryze |​

The sight of river taking a spear to the helm caused the Vizsla to inhale sharply, Worried for her comrade that she'd just met. Thankfully the Kryze had taken the blow well against their hardened helm, Though they seemed to be somewhat new, Standing in the open and firing at the enemy like a battle droid...

<"Kryze! The hell are you doing?! Grab cover!"> She calls out just in time to stumble back as an arrow glides across one of her pauldrons. The beskar was just fine, Not even a scratch really, But a few inches to the right and that could have been her collar bone...

<"Hey! Good kill, But a lucky shot will End you. Get your shebs over here and I'll cover you!">

She leans out of cover again, Careful to minimize her expose this time while taking pot shots at the Ewok positions to try and keep their heads down, Giving River time enough to get back without getting hit.

 

[River Kryze]

Getting a lecture from someone that was most definitely younger than herself was...odd to say the least, but River was certainly out of her element here. Ducking back into cover, she listened to what Aloy said, though it was a bit hard to get over the rate in which her hand was trembling at the current situation before her. Looking to the Mandalorian aside from her, Aloy seemed to want to pair up, increase their chance of survival if River was to guess at the plan here. Given how things were going at the moment, it seemed the smart thing to do. She gave a quick nod remaining in cover and preparing herself to dash towards the Vizla woman's position at the signal.

As Aloy moved out of cover to fire upon the advancing Ewok's, River moved, rather thankful for the wall of fire that her companion was laying down.

Aloy's shots struck down a pair of Ewok's, but it seemed the damn near forest was crawling with the rodents. A shrill scream from Aloy's right indicated something had changed, and indeed the prospects were not well. As the two Mandalorian's remained behind cover, the sound of something crashing through trees would register to the two of them, as something large was nearing their position. At about five meters away, it became evident what the creature was, as it leapt from the foliage, a mass of muscle and fur, large canines protruding from it's mouth, atop it a unnervingly clam Ewok clad in a flight helmet. The creature was easily two meters tall, it moved swiftly, and it's rider leveled a metal spear towards the two Mandalorian's as it charged. "Aloy, Aloy, over there!" She remarked, firing off several poorly lined shots towards the advancing Ewok and his mount. To her horror, the Ewok batted the blasts away, reaching out with his hand as the foliage of the planet began to lash out at the pair, branches and vines seeking to bind the pair to the forest floor as the Ewoks began to circle around their position.

A tad panicked, River flipped on her wrist flamer, waving the flames towards the plants as she burned them away, her armor keeping her safe from the worst of the heat, her other hand flipping her jetpack on to get her the hell away from this mess. Unfortunately, she didn't have much of a counter for the arrow pelting party, nor the advancing monstrosity that Ewok was currently riding in on.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

Spoiler: Drums of War:

Tag: River Kryze |​

The arrival of the beast complicated things. It was one thing to fight an opponent that was shooting back, But a rabid beast? Worse yet was the rider, Who seemed far more determined than the others. Perhaps this little fur coated creature was a warrior like her people and not just some feral beast like the others? No... No it was even worse than it's kin, For it bent sorcery to it's will...

<"Up!"> She shouts, But it's too late. Using the force, The creature had knocked her blaster aside and was enveloping both of them in vines and branches, The flora wrapping around and grasping her legs like tendrils, Securing her to the ground as they writhed up her body, Soon grasping her hand as well.

With no time to lose, She forces her offhand over her shoulder, Grasping the hilt of a weapon that had been magnetized to her back prior to this encounter.

>V w o o m< In a sudden burst or orange light, The kyber crystal within her family's sword burst to life, Casting a red hot field of plasma over the edge of her weapon which instantly cuts her arm free, Allowing her to cut the tendrils over her legs in two quick swings. Her repulsor pack then roars, Sending her high into the trees with her lightsaber-esque blade in one hand, and her Carbine in the other.

<"Omar, Up and out of range, Let's regroup!">

She had no idea how they were going to defeat the sorcerer or it's beast, But one thing was certain: They had one quite the battle ahead of them.

 

[River Kryze]

Breaking out from the plants trying to trap them, River could hear the calls of Aloy, telling her to fly up and away from their adversary. Well, seeing as how there was an angry Ewok barreling down on them, and plants trying to root them to the ground, she saw the logic in such a sensible prospect. Shooting upwards with her pack, River fired down at the Ewok sorcerer, only to find her shots were nearly all batted away; the little teddy bear was persistent, that much she could give him. Looking to Aloy, following the woman through the canopy of trees and branches, 'Omar' wasn't sure what the plan of attack would be. There was still a small swarm of Ewok's down below, and the little beast rider had certainly thrown a wrench into the works.

Finding a solid place to halt and catch her breath, River throttled down on her pack, wrapping her arm around a branch and jamming her knife boot into the trunk of the tree, finding she had shifted away from her original position. "So, Aloy what's the plan here? You don't have any explosives do you?" She inquired, as an idea started to form in River's head. "Wait a sec, I got an idea." She spoke, flexing her right hand, as the carbonite launcher came online. If the little bastards wanted to use the environment to their advantage, then so should they. Wrapping her leg around the branch, River flexed her right wrist, spraying down the tree across it's trunk, watching as it's bark began to crack and break under the strain. "I'm going to drop these trees down right on top of them, and we can light them up as they run and scatter." She spoke, watching in satisfaction as the tree began to give under the pressure she was applying to it. Unfortunatly, she didn't have enough carbonite for every single tree top, but Aloy's nifty toy looked like it could get the job done. "Aloy, help me cut this down. I don't want the bastards to think we gave them a win."

Hopefully this worked, or else she was going to make a damn fool of herself infront the woman.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

Tag: River Kryze ​

Kryze's plan simple, But effective, Causing the Vizsla warrior to stare in a mixture of awe and confusion that such what seemed to be a new convert had already come up with an effective plan where she herself had failed. Clever. Real clever.

<"Okay, We do it your way!">

She slings the carbine over her shoulders and raises her saber over her head, Quickly flying from treetop to treetop, Slicing them in two as she passes by each one, Using barely a fraction of her strength as she glides through the forest.
So, That's why jedi love these things so much...

Before long, She had cut several trees down from up there, Sending branches, Pine needles and entire trunks cascading down on the ewoks below and creating chaos as Ewoks are either flattened or force to flee their position.

<"Let's go!"> Without hesitation, She draws one of her pistols in her offhand and begins firing down on the fleeing Ewoks, Using her HUD-linked scope to make accurate shots, Though the constant bobbing of her jetpack made it difficult.

<"Omar, What about the damned sorcerer? If he dodges this chit we need a plan B...">

 

[River Kryze]

Pulling her foot blade out from the position it had been stuck into the tree trunk, River placed her blaster to the frozen section of the tree trunk and squeezed the trigger. An explosion knocked her back, bits of wood splinters and frozen carbinite fragments pelted her. The blast nearly sent her into a tumble before her jetpack caught her; just a meter away from another thick tree trunk. Head still spinning, River could hear the crash of trees as Aloy's method for cutting down trees was far more effective. The tree section that River had focused most of her attention on wilted, before snapping and falling down to the forest below. She could hear the screams of the Ewok's as they were crushed by the very trees they called home, their pleas going unanswered as they were killed all the same.

Aloy showed herself much more the warrior than herself, as from high up here she was picking off the Ewok's with relative ease; something River wouldn't be able to do. Drawing her blaster once more, the newbie warrior realized she'd have to get much closer to score anything close to a hit, something that probably wouldn't bode well for her. Dropping down slowly, River fired into the retreating Ewoks, enjoying how quickly the battle had turned in their favor, though she was putting herself in great peril. Aloy inquired about another problem that she hadn't considered, the sorcerer down there was a big threat. One that she didn't have much of an answer to, unless....yea, this was going to get her killed. But she'd be lying if she said she wasn't enjoying it.

"I don't know about you, but Ewok's look mighty flammable to me. That'd count as a Plan B, right?" A grin formed underneath that Beskar helmet, as River focused her attention on the little beast rider wanna be. The Ewok was still atop his mount, seemingly intent on holding a last stand as his warriors were routed or put down by Aloy's marksmanship. With the two Mandalorians airborne, it seemed they were just out of his reach, or so River thought.

The Ewok threw out his open hand, as River felt an outside force take hold of her, and tear her from the sky.

River could see the ground rushing up at her, her hand panicking to catch herself before she made impact, her body trying in vain to pull free.

Then everything went black, and she had the mother of all headaches.

She was going to be so fething ticked if she got killed by a teddy bear.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

Spoiler: Hunter II

Tag: River Kryze ​

The plan was going well so far. The trees were crushing Ewoks below them and Aloy was able to pick off a number of the fleeing creatures who she assumed would break and retreat deeper into the woods soon enough. And to make it even better, Kryze had brought up one of the Vizsla's favorite elements: Fire.

<"Hahahaha! Craving barbecue are we?"> Oh yeah, Today's gonna be a good day. Or so she thought.

That all changed when the Kryze was ripped from the sky, Sent plummeting downward towards the mossy soil below.

<"Chit!"> She instinctively drops, Trying to get there and catch her falling vod as fast as she could, But was too late. River had already crashed.

With her foes closing in, She steps in front of the fallen mandalorian and brandishes her glowing blade, Taking a few broad swings in front of her to remind the beasts that she had reach and technology on her side, Should they dare approach.

<"Back off!">

None would. Save for the sorcerer, Who's mount came walking climbing over the fallen trees she'd dropped there, Standing there with it's rider holding aloft it's mighty spear.

<"You!"> She points her blade at the sorcerer <"Face me in battle, Coward!">

The sorcerer obliges her, Leveling it's spear at her and then charging atop it's warbeast at full speed, Closing the distance faster than Aloy had expected, But it wouldn't matter. Her plan was already in motion.

A golden strand of light is flung outward as Aloy casts her Grapple line from her vambrace, Catching the creature by the leg as she takes off with her jetpack, Applying just enough for to send her a few feet up before jerking her back violently as the Gurreck's front legs are bound together, Hopefully flinging the rider off and giving her enough time to either kill or incapacitate the beast afterwards.

 

[River Kryze]

As River became aware of her consciousness, she was rather happy to find that she didn't die. What she wasn't fond of, was the throbbing headache she had now developed. Still, the sounds of battle were heard, and a familiar voice seemed to be reaching out for her. Or was she just imaging that? It was frankly hard to tell.

As Aloy used her gadgets against her primitive foe, she would find it was extremely effective against the Ewok and his creature. The grapple line tangled the beasts' legs, hurtling the Ewok away from his creature, separating the two for the time being. To Aloy's great fortune, many of the Ewok's had fled, seemingly not wanting to deal with any of the Mandalorians. The Gurreck howled as it was brought down, it's muscles convulsing and rolling as it struggled against the bindings, though it only further wrapped itself into a bind. Though it kicked and hissed violently, Aloy would be able to finish it off without much of a struggle.

River on the other hand, would begin to rise, ears still ringing as she found a small figure moving towards her. At first, she had thought it was Aloy, but as the figure came into focus, she found it was much too furry to be Aloy. "Oh feth..." She managed to mutter, before being slammed into by the little fur ball. Struggling on the ground, she felt a sharp point of a blade being shoved into her armor, her hands barely keeping the weapon from stabbing her, her fingers gripping the edge of the sword, as she could feel the little warrior using his dexterity to maneuver the blade into advantageous positions. Panic seized her mind, as River could feel the blade begin to cut through her fingers, her grip slipping as the pain began to take hold. She couldn't hold it any longer. She lashed out, part on instinct, part on panic, but the result wasn't as she expected. As the blow landed on the Ewok, her flame thrower activated, devouring the Ewok with flames, as it let out a shriek and stumbled back, the flames wrapping around it's form, as it stumbled back in agony. River was half horrified, half ecstatic, as she watched the small warrior slowly be melted away by the fire, it's steps faltering until it dropped; fire burning it's body into ash.

With the Ewok dead, River turned to find Aloy, her head still pounding, her fingers badly cut and bleeding. Frankly, for a first time hunting, it could have gone alot worse. Hopefully Aloy wouldn't ask to check her for head injuries because...that just wouldn't work. "H-Hey, Vizla, you alright?" She inquired, rising to her feet as she fully expected Aloy to be standing victorious over her kill.

Aloy Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

Tag: River Kryze ​

Aloy wasted no time in advancing on the struggling Gurreck. At full sprint, She darts towards the creature and kicks with all the strength she can muster, Kicking the hurreckk right under the jaw hard enough to get a high pitched and pained whimper out of the beast.
Far from defeated however, It snaps back, Grabbing ahold of the foot that had struck it, Gnawing on it with powerful jaws that threatened to tear her leather boot apart as it jerked down suddenly, slamming her to the ground with it and deactivating her energy blade.

She instinctively kicks again with the other foot, But the creature doesn't budge, But continues to chew viciously through her boot while snarling at her. To make matters worse, She couldn't reliably strike the creature with her sword without severing her own foot.

Panicking, The Vizsla warrior begins looking for anything and everything at her disposal, Forgetting the multitude of gauntlet weaponry strapped to her forearms. The first thing to catch her eye was her the boot knife that had fallen out during the tussle.

Grunting in desperation, She stretches her arm out as far as she can, Barely fumbling at the blade of the knife with her leather clad fingertips until finally she could slide it sloser between two fingers and then into her grip.

With as careful aim and as much strength as she could muster in that moment, She threw the knife at the Gurreck, The blade immediately sinking with a sickening squishing sound as it imbedded itself into the gurreck's shoulder, Causing the beast to let go suddenly and howl in pain.

With her foot loose, Aloy scrambles upright retrieves her sword, Darting towards the creature and placing her foot against it's throat to keep the creature's head down as she takes the hilt of her blade in both hands, Holding it up high in an underhand grip.

>Ps h h e w< Her energy blade ignites as Aloy suddenly brings the tip crashing down on the beast.


<"Nyaaaagh!">

"H-Hey, Vizsla, you alright?

River turns just in time to see Aloy plunge her blade straight into the heart of the Gurreck, Hissing under her breath as she pushes it deeper and deeper until the creature had finally stopped wheezing. She puts her foot up against it's carcass and yanks the blade out with one difficult tug, Causing her to stumble back a step or two before deactivating the energy blade, Leaving the once glowing hot blade no more distinguishable than any other piece of steel carried by these warriors.

Breathing heavily, She sheathes the metallic blade in her belt as she turns to River, Taking a moment to catch her breath as she approaches.

<"I'm fine... Bastard nearly took my leg off but I'm fine... Gods, What would I tell Darsch if I lost my leg out here huh?"> She laughs it off, Coming to a stop next to the Kryze.

The flaming ewok body reflects off her visor, Dancing across the cold black sheen as she slowly turns back to meet the helmeted gaze of her fellow mandalorian.

<"Well, You're a crazy one to take them on in the open like that, Omar. But, You put up one hell of a fight. I think I'm not the only one that's earned a signet today am I Vod?"> She nudges River in the shoulder and then holds out the same hand for a shake.

 

[Truz Vizsla]

Tags: River Kryze , Aloy Vizsla

The day one Endor seemed like no other, the young hunter had returned with smaller critters captured from his well constructed traps. It was quite , with several insects and animals throughout the forest planet making the general noises that did. The wilderness was awfully peacefully , despite the fact that the little guy had hunted much of the game with hand made traps. However closer to the village it was not as peaceful, screams and shrieks could be heard throughout. As many fled , one shriek in particular could be heard, it was his only parent, his father! Dropping dead game , the mobile teddy bear began approaching cautiously. Upon arriving, two metal women or men, the curious individual could not tell what they were. However, the brown eyes of Truz could tell they must have been attacked by some magical creature. Injuries aside, there was a body that was eerily similar, it was his father burnt to a crisp! Suddenly appearing, the poor orphan shrieked , "EWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!WUHOOOO!" , which translates into (NOOOOOOO! DAAAAAAD!) . With no family, with seemingly no future, the furry being was hopeless. Sadness filled as the brown eyes of the teenager produced tears , "EWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!" . The small adolescent body fell on the burnt body, hugging the recently deceased, this was really happening.

What would happen now to the grieving orphan?

 

[River Kryze]

Seeing Aloy slay the beast, the Corellian was rather relieved that things had been resolved; last thing she wanted to do was fight a little hell hound on her own. Breathing heavily, River looked down to her fingers, trying to figure out how bad the damage might be. From the gloves and blood, she couldn't get a good estimation on what all she had done to her hands, but she figured it could be situated in time; just have to live with the pain for right now. "Well, glad you didn't lose your leg. I'm hoping I get to keep my fingers, bastard got me good." 'Omar' muttered, flexing her fingers as the blood continued to keep flowing. Hearing a question about signets, River tried to act like she knew what that meant, nodding as she tried not to freak out at the excessive bleeding from her fingers.

Shaking her hands, River wasn't sure what to say to Aloy's statement, so she just continued to play along. "Well, someone had to put the little furball down. If he had been any quicker he might have gotten me." Truth was, River got lucky and she knew it. She didn't even mean to set the little guy on fire, it just sorta happened. The crunching of branches and grass caught her attention, as River whirled about, drawing her blaster on the intruder, only to find an Ewok morning over the burnt corpse of the Ewok she had killed; the pain she felt in her palm immediately faded. Immediately she stopped, her eyes widening as her gun hand began to tremble. The burnt body broke off as the Ewok held it, as memories of Mandalore began to flash in the woman's mind.

She had found them on the Clan Hunting grounds, the blaster had been melted into Omar's body, two black clumps were near by him, she assumed they had been Val and Sasha, their bodies unrecognizable. She only identified the body due to the Beskar necklace Omar wore. It had once been the symbol of a Mythosaur, but the heat from the blasts had turned it into a clump of metal. It was all she had left of her family, a hunk of metal and an empty suit of Beskar.

"I'm sorry." River muttered, weapon hand still trembling as she sought to put the Ewok out of it's misery. She knew what it was like to lose family, to have so little left, trying to cling to what was left of an old life. Tears welled up in her eyes, as she realized the sin she had committed here. There was no way to right it. Only to put it out of it's misery. As her finger rested on the trigger, she felt hesitant about firing, guilt swelling like a tumor in her mind.

Aloy Vizsla Truz Vizsla

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

Tag: River Kryze | Truz Vizsla ​

Spoiler: The Mirror

Years ago, Aloy had lost everything. Her honor. Her clan. Her mother. Though they rarely got along and truth be told, Her mother had seldom done her duty as a parent, Aloy, A little girl at the time, Cradled her mother's remains all the same. Suddenly she wasn't smelling the burning of fur in the woods, But the cauterized energy blade wound through her mother's chest. The very blade now magnetized to her back, Though it was not always her blade to wield.

When she saw the small ewok child, Walking up to him and Omar, One thing within those little black orbs: Herself. A mirror into her own past.

<"Wait..."> Her voice nearly breaks, Accented by more static than usual as her breathing steadily quickens.

She puts one hand on Omar's forearm, Gently pushing the blaster downward <"We've... Done enough...">

. . .

Wordlessly, She puts herself in between Omar and the Ewok, Giving her vod a sombre nod before slowly turns and approaching the child, Each step filled with caution and sorrow as her boots dig into the moss below.

Her figure towers over the small creature, Blocking the sunlight through the canopy above as little rays of light dance between the eclipsing Mandalorian, Slowly warping through her shadow as she slowly reaches out to the child, Offering him a hand up, And whether he knew it or not, A new life he couldn't possibly imagine...