Meeting Up {Pm for Inv}

[ToKola Bakari]

Concord Dawn​

Camp Fatalitist~1700​

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Taking time from his duties within The Dominion Zaz had turned his attention to building up the home of his clan. While it was far from the homestead many of them had grown into it was at least a home they could call their own. Running a hand over his rather wild mohawk he watched as the shield generator was being worked on for the third time this week.

"Karking things more trouble than it's worth." He spoke out to no one in particular, merely grumbling to himself before turning back away from the machine. The entirety of the camp was composed of hastily erected structures and a healthy amount of tents. The only solid structure that had been built up to a more modern standard was the main hall and headquarter building. Serving as the clan's meeting place as well as the command center Zaz decided to have that built first.

Making his way inside the command center he found himself at a small terminal that was placed in the corner of the main bay. Activating the terminal he began to look over the sensor nodes that had been placed on the base's perimeter. Verifying that the system was working and online he sat back in the chair before looking over the screen with crossed arms, content with the camp's readiness.

[member="Vilaz Munin"]

 

[Vilaz Munin]

Clan Munin had a great influence on the planet of Concord Dawn as it was the home base of the Clan. Vilaz, his family, and his warriors had gotten along with the local law enforcement of the planet that were known as the Journeyman Protectors. Many of the Protectors were part of Vilaz's clan, and the two parties had a mutual relationship with one another. Vilaz would invest his wealth into the agency which would be used for supplying officers with weaponry, vehicles, munitions, and technology that was directed for law officers.

No doubt with Clan Munin having a relationship with the Protectors did they also had a relationship with the local government as well. It was because of them that the Mand'alor was able to purchase land and build his clan and family from that terrain. The land was properly maintained and the land gave back to the Munin and his clan as many Munin clansmen were skilled with farming and not just warfare. They had no need of buying from others as they were well independent and could sustain themselves.

Clan Munin was, however, not the only Mandalorian presence on Concord Dawn. Many other clans also came to establish a settlement for themselves in order to build a future this wished to have. It was typical for Vilaz to go out and greet those clan, and just have a chat with them.

Which was what he did today. He rode on his swoop bike as well as a squad of Munin clansmen to meet this new clan that had settled on the southern hemisphere of Concord Dawn. What would Vilaz expect? Nothing, really. Just a simple Mandalorian clan.

[member="Zaz Tal'Verda"]

 

[ToKola Bakari]

A loud bang could be heard echoing through the Command center. Normally Zaz would be worried that it was some form of an attack, but he knew all too well what the bang was. He leaned forward, tapping his forehead on the terminal before him, frustration welling up inside of him. Zaz took his buy'ce into his hands as he turned out of the Command center. As soon as he stepped outside he saw smoke billowing from the camp's shield generator. Ire rose from inside of him as one of the Clan's technicians made his way over to the Commander, his helmet covered in a black residue. "The Generator overloaded again."

Zaz rolled his eyes before placing a hand on the man's shoulder. "Really? I thought it was just tired." Zaz emphasized, sarcasm dripping through his words.

The technician chuckled a bit before gesturing back to the broken machinery. "It's scrapped Al'verde. At least not for it's max range, maybe we can dial it back enough to protect the Command center and some of the tents. But it won't reach the perimeter."

"Fine, just get it worki-" Zaz was cut off by the site of two speeder bikes heading for the camp. After a quick glance he noticed it was his scouting team, though they were nearly thirty minutes early. As they rode up one of the men dismounted, not even wasting time to cut the speeder off. Narrowing his eyes at the site Zaz approached the scout. "What's going on?" The man immediately pointed out of the camp, urgency in his voice. "Al'verde, there's a mounted squad of warriors headed this way!"

Immediately Zaz pulled his buy'ce over his head, activating his HUD as he did. "Heavily armed?" He asked.

"No, but I'm pretty sure they were Clan Munin." Zaz crossed his arms, pausing to think for a moment. "I doubt they're coming to start trouble. Unless they're upset about us not coming to their gathering."

The second scout finally joined them, a matching urgency in his voice as well. "Did you tell him?" He asked, though the lead scout seemed less worried about the subject. "Quiet, Canden, there's no way that was him." Zaz arched a brow from under his helmet before breaking the two from their own conversation. "Who?"

"Canden thinks he saw Mand'alor riding Command. I told him there was no way that's possible." There were the things you needed to know and the things you did not need to know. This qualified as things you needed to know, yet he did not have the time to scold the two. "Listen. Tell the warriors to prepare themselves. I don't think this is a fight, but if it is we'll be ready,"

"Yes sir." They both echoed before making their way towards the camp's grouping of tents. Zaz allowed himself a moment of thought before moving back to the front of the Command Center, if the warriors were not here for a fight they would likely be looking for him.
[member="Vilaz Munin"]

 

[Vilaz Munin]

They were armed, but not heavily. Wherever any Mandalorian went, they brought their own personal effects. Be silly and dumb to go off into foreign waters without a knife at their side. And it'd be even more if they weren't the security detail of their Sole Ruler. The Munin had made sure that the best of the best of his warriors came with him, not because he couldn't defend himself but in case so he wasn't outgunned and outnumbered. Criminals and outlaws roamed the untamed lands of Concord Dawn and while they didn't have the quality of Mandalorian training, they did came in huge quantities and somehow had illegal weaponry that could cause a mess.

As Vilaz and his party neared the camp, his HUD did pickup tags that were neither friendly or foe. Just plain neutral. They were most likely lookouts for the camp in case someone was trespassing their territory. Vilaz indeed was trespassing, but he did not bring any ill will for the clan he was visiting today.

When he arrived at the entrance to the camp, his bike was parked and dismounted from the vehicle. Some warriors disembarked from their bikes and followed their Sole Ruler while the rest stayed and guarded the bikes.

The Concordian walked tall with pride at his side as he made way for the grouping of camps. He noticed the men and women that belonged to the clan were armed which didn't seem unusual for Vilaz. When wasn't a Mandalorian armed in the day? "Who is y'all's Alor," Vilaz asked towards the non-Munin Mandalorians in regards of their Clan Chief.

[member="Zaz Tal'Verda"]