Moving an order. (Mandalorians, Order of the Grey)

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Darth Tsolan"]

"Strider," said Ember with a nod, before refocusing on Feanor and her slightly chubby sidekick. "I meant before -- sorry, didn't catch your name. Either of your names, really. I meant before the Confederate attack, a while before."

 

[Preliat Mantis]

The firespray came screeching inwards- the ship sure made an impression in the sound department. It was iconic too- impressionable and intimidating. Much like it's pilot, the lover of [member="Aditya Amadis"], and the Wolf of Ordo. Preliat's clinking metal leg was the first sound heard, as he stomped his way towards the ramp. He wasn't wearing his helmet- and he was armed like he was going to go fight every Sith in the galaxy at once. Most notably, the Beskad on his back and the tomahawk on his upper arm. Crushgaunts grinded together, beskar plates meeting each other as they were pulled into fists. Being an Epicanthix, the force users couldn't read or penetrate his mind- but they could sense him coming. He was nearly a quarter mile out (everyone took the good parking spots, he had to find a clearing), but the anger and rage built inside the Field Marshal could be felt for miles.


He reached the temple, spotting [member="Ember Rekali"] and [member="Strider Garon"] and his stupid golden cape. He stood beside Strider, slightly shorter than the Hound of Keldabe. He spoke in Mando'a, a quick and harsh Ordo accent plaguing his tongue.<"These kind of people only spell trouble.">He turned and glared at [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] hatefully.<"I will not risk my men or Mandalorian resources to protect them. I'm supposing that's going to be part of the deal- or are we going to full on give them total coverage? Or are we just going to let them have the planet? I'd rather just leave them here and watch as some group comes and gives them a good purge.">He turned towards Ember, inclining his head in a nod, but said nothing. He personally wanted these people dead and buried, but if Mand'alor saw fit to keep them alive and in their space, that was his business. Preliat was just not looking forward to the trouble they would bring.

 

[Grrwunhoooll Agaburry]

Krafurk stood by Master [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] for moment. Javik had called him and more and more people seemed to show up all over. The Inthorian walked slowly over to the Giant hulking Reptile that was Javik. Looking up to him Krafurk wondered what being his eyes really ment. " Be your Eyes? What is it you exactly need Master Javik?" Krafurk crossed his arms and looked back over to the mass of people that were showing up now. He personally did not like this at all.

[member="Javik Quar-Kai"]
[member="Darth Legion"]

 

[Veino Garn]

Veino stared at the moon in confusion. This was Yavin IV, wasn't it? It looked like. Green. Forested. Lots of life. But why was there so much traffic? He counted one star destroyer sized ship, a few smaller capital ships, and scanners picked up some more vessels all around. Wasn't this supposed to be a quiet place? He frowned, and the pilot glanced up at him. Veino tapped his finger against his lips.

"Are you sure this is the right place?"

The pilot nodded in exasperation. Veino nodded, then shrugged.

"Take us down then." The pilot nodded, and Veino suspected she rolled her eyes at the same time. It was probably the right response. Just because he was a capable fighter, barely competent healer, and expert hitchhiker didn't make him a stellar navigator. That's what computers were for.

The ship arced down to the landing field, sending a respectful greeting to those on overwatch. It settled gently down and Veino was out almost before the boarding ramp was completely open. It was good to be back here, or maybe not. He'd only stopped by on a short quick visit to lose any trail the Sith might have on him. He had been safe and he had gone on his merry way to fight a war. Now he was back.

Wasn't sure how he felt about that though. It was clear how some of the Mandalorians felt about it though. The one's anger practically bashed him on the head.

"This is Yavin IV, isn't it?" He heard the pilot behind him groan and kick the hull of her ship. Excellent. He gave a quick grin while she couldn't see it.

 

[Vulpesen]

He couldn't help but have a small laugh in his mind as he was asked for his name. How many times had he been asked? how many times had the answer been cryptic? "Garen Verres. A pleasure to meet you... and regretably only you two, not so much the surly one." He motioned to [member="Strider Garon"] and [member="Ember Rekali"], then [member="Preliat Mantis"]. For him, this was a mission of pure diplomacy. If Preliat wanted to try and start something, he'd stick with his earlier phrase. Leave the interjections of pups out of the talk of alpha. Some might find it strange he could translate. But he was as his last name suggested, a Verres. If it was a major language, he had to know it and these days Mando'a seemed rather popular. And the parts he couldn't figure out were quite easily understood by the man's tone.

 

[Muad Dib]

Muad Dib walked along in the shadow of Strider Garon. He had observed the calm and silent man during the ride in the shuttle but detected a wide range of strong emotion buried under the cool facade. Interesting. Now he watched him greet the master with gruff authority and apparent kindness, at least enough kindness one affords to an interloper in mandalorian space. Which means if he didn't bury a vibroblade in your gullet or rain down fire from the heavens he didn't necessarily mean you harm. Necessarily being the operative word with these people. I do so much like them.

Muad grinned as he reached out in the force and touched those around trying to get a sense of who and what they were. His sith armor and darkly tainted aura spoke oh his own past, but for now he chose not to speak. He had nothing to say that hadn't been said and he held no rank here, just an initiate into the mandalorian way. But his glowing blue eyes searched out any threats against his people and his eyes fell upon the 'blind' force user who had gone to the woman's side. Curious people. His senses took in the force wielding mando who was already meeting the woman when they arrived. Force users everywhere. Then Preliat approached, a man he had help with escape some time past.

[member="Darth Tsolan"] [member="Strider Garon"] [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] [member="Ember Rekali"]

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Strider Garon"] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Ember Rekali"] [member="Darth Tsolan"]

Alexandra gave her own bow to both Strider and Ember as they turned their attention on her and asked her her name. And before she could speak a calming presence appeared behind her before glancing back with a grin. "Garen, a pleasure to see you... Sorry for the sudden arrival of a college of mine, his name is Garen Verres as he said, a good friend and former Jedi." Not a lie as the real Garen, Vulpesen's father, was really a former Jedi.

"Now, as your questions go for me, i am Alexandra Lianne Feanor, Historian of the Order of the Grey. And like i said before worry not about the suddenness or your show of force, i should have given more warning and it is my own fault that i did not give enough warning. Now as for your inquiry Field Marshall into Naboo, i apologize for my lack of knowledge on the subject, though i do believe Feena Mason leads them now."

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Darth Tsolan"] [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"] [member="Preliat Mantis"] [member="Strider Garon"]

"Garen Verres...that name rings a bell. How long ago were you with the Jedi?"

Ember had retired from his job as a Jedi Master some years ago, but his Jedi Order experience -- with the Shadows, the Council, and so forth -- went back quite a way. And the name did ring a bell.

 

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen smiled a tad at the question. "I beg your pardon? I was named after my father, who was a jedi long ago, but considering he's around five hundred, I have no idea how long ago that was." The father he was speaking of, was of course, Garen Torrevaso but even then, only one person knew that Vulpesen was related to the missing master and that was Zarro Verres the merchant that had trained him. And even Zarro was unknown unless one truly talked to Vulpesen for a long time. After all, dinner conversations don't start with "So were you raised by that random fox dude?" Even if Rekali knew either of the names, they wouldn't be linked to Vulpesen. Especially since they were both different species than what he presented himself to be.

@Alexandra Lianne Feanor @Preliat Mantis @Strider Garon [member="Ember Rekali"]

 

[Strider Garon]

The Old warrior switch to private coms (Only audible between Prelait and strider) with his fellow field marshal [member="Preliat Mantis"] . The man was a savage warrior, a soldier that any person would be glad to have on their side in battle. But for diplomatic missions, he was a sledgehammer where a scalpel is needed. "Vod! I highly suggest you let me handle the talking. I pre warn you Mantis, you foil this up I will have your hide pinned to my wall" He would grawl his sublte warning to the younger Field marshal.

Strider would remove his T visored helmet to expose his grizzled face, long black hair tied back with an old ragged red head band. Mandalorians were well known for their emotionless T visor glare but he wanted the woman before him see him for who he was face to face. " Lets get to the point. You have been granted sanctuary here on Yavin by the graces of our Mand'alor. We will honor his wishes and in doing so you have the protection of the Mandalorians."

He would pause to let that sink in before continuing on "But our services do not come without a price. While you are in Mandalorian territory you are subject to the same laws and rights that all of our citizen's obey. We will not force you to fight our wars though your participation against our common enemies are strongly recommended (IE Invasions & Skirmishes). Your aid in Mandalorian progress through out the galaxy would be much appreciated and would further your welcome and longevity of your stay on this beautiful planet. (IE Doms, Tech Dev, Faction threads)"

"But the moment your organization countermands Mandalorian progress or becomes a conflict of interest, Mand'alor will have the rights to remove you from our space"

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Darth Tsolan"]

Ember shrugged. "Well, I wasn't exactly born yesterday any more than he was, but that's another story for another day. But that ain't what I asked, friend, and this is a real good day for straight talk. How long ago were you with the Jedi? Why'd you quit?"

 

[Preliat Mantis]

"I will have no part in protecting these people, these fools thinking of another way to twist the force to their own machinations. You let them connive and plot in the jungle, Strider."He sneered at [member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]- hatefully."But they will become a problem. And they may already have."Preliat glared at [member="Strider Garon"]- detesting that the old man gave these borderline dar'jetii a free pass to live in their space.


He began to trek back to his ship, ignoring the gray Jedi that were gathered there- and most of the Mandalorians as well.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Strider Garon"] [member="Ember Rekali"]

"No need to worry, i promise you that i will take full responsibility for the actions of my people, and i do not come in running from an enemy so there is no need to worry about protecting us. I do not wish for you to waste your resources on my people if it is that much of a concern to the rest of your people. I would promise my own blade to your people... if i wasn't preoccupied with a certain biological process." She motioned with her head to her bulge, the point obvious. "But i would be more than glad to aid in teaching anyone as that is the purpose of my Order as to give unrestricted training to anyone... and i promise my abilities in healing and cybernetics to your cause as well."

She glanced to the side and looked at Vulps, rolling her eyes as he spoke, sending an impossible to spy on sentence through her Ashlan wolf connection to Ace who was likely with Vulpesen. "I hope you are as smart as i give you credit for... got it love?" She smiled as the Ashlan path sentence left her mind and sure turned her eyes to Preliat. "I apologize for causing such.. hostility, i did not mean to bring harm to anyone here. Only a place where we don't overstay our welcome in our old home."

 

[Captain Larraq]

While the Grey Jedi dug a hole and Preliat Mantis earned a scolding, Rygel Larraq attempted to make billions. "Bring her in slow. SLOW!" Larraq said over the comms of a Keldabe-class Battleship to the Concordance-class Mining Barge that was currently lowering itself into Yavin Prime's upper atmosphere with all the grace of a 400lb man falling into a scolding hot bathtub. To be fair, the captain was trying very, very hard to control the massive and unwieldy Barge. But the craft was hardly designed for finesse, nor was it designed to operate in the upper atmosphere of a gas giant. The massive gravitic pull of the planet threatened to swallow the enormous craft and the thousands of souls that crewed her.

"Shab'rudur, Slana'pir Darjetti!, get closer to the barge and lock on with Tractor Beams. Help slow her descent!" Larraq said to the commanding officers of the two Keldabe Battleships. Vaguely, he was aware of the approaching mass of a Prison Ship and its escorting Corvette.

 

[Vulpesen]

Vulpesen let out a sigh and spoke. "I was a jedi master. If you don't mind I'd rather you didn't know which one at the moment. I left less than a year ago around the time that all the others did. The reason I left is that I felt abandoned. The jedi used me as a dog of war and from them I gained nothing. I learned nothing. And eventually, I felt like nothing. Its a sore topic so in the sake of continued peace and my personal sanity, I ask we leave it at this. The jedi abandoned me, so I abandoned them."

He could try to look, Ember wouldn't find a thing. Vulpesen had faded without a trace at the time of a great deal of other jedi. Zarro wasn't his biological father and Vulpesen rarely saw him as a jedi (detachment sucks for paperwork). As for Garen... Vulpesen met his biological father for the first time only a few weeks ago. Not to mention, he was born from an eloped marriage shortly after his father disappeared as well.

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Darth Tsolan"] got a snort. "Jedi Master, eh? Better believe I mind. A rogue Jedi Master's the next best thing to a superweapon, with a metric fethton less accountability. If you and yours are gonna live in my home, boy, if your people are gonna camp out in my backyard, you're gonna tell me your name so I believe it. And that's non-negotiable."

 

[Naast'ika Laaran]

Naast'ika Laaran prowled space, basking in the glow of radiation that poured the the massive gas giant. The ship watched absently as the enormous ships maneuvered themselves closer and closer to the planet his databanks told him was called Yavin Prime. The small corvette drifted peacefully away from the other large ships. As the prison transport settled in between and above the two battleships, his mission was considered complete and he could enjoy himself. So enjoy himself he did! Naast'ika Laaran drifted to starboard and pulled himself into a lazy orbit around Yavin Prime. He was dimly aware that his course would eventually bring him quite close to Yavin Four, but Naast'ika didn't care.

His crew busied themselves with various tasks, his captain and the other senior officers of the bridge planned their next mission, and Naast'ika sang a happly little song of warmth and contentment. His song would resonate slightly in the force as he fed upon the radiation that flowed from Yavin Prime like the nectar of gods. Naast'ika Laaran was quite happy with life at the moment.

 

[Alexandra Feanor]

[member="Ember Rekali"] [member="Darth Tsolan"]

"Field Marshall, excuse my butting in but Garen is not a permanent member of my order, he is simply an old friend and family of the one that i am... very close to. Do not worry about him and i will myself promise he will not be here often, only when i need to relay a message to my lover." She looked between the two and namely Vulpesen, eyes soft a pleading for him to please just let thing things drop as she kooked at Ember. "He is here to relay my messages and protect me while the one i love is helping his own people, i apologize if things were a bit hostile in how it came across."

 

[Ashin Varanin]

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]

"Lady, I really wouldn't have given a crap if he hadn't done his level best to dance his way around every offhand question I tossed at him. But I don't care if he's here daily or just when you need to pass a love note to your baby daddy. If a rogue Jedi Master with that many secrets and that little respect won't give me so much as his name, well then, we've most seriously got ourselves a problem. And it's a pretty fething easy problem for you to put to bed. You think I care who this kid is? Nah. Galaxy's full of McDojo Jedi Masters who can't swing a sabre straight. But I care that he lied to me, and I care that he won't tell me the truth, and I care that you're covering for him. Pretty straightforward." Ember spread his hands. "Put it all to rest. Talk at me, kid."

 

[Strider Garon]

"Never the less you shall have our protection." Strider would enforce, it wasn't that he thought the faction would need protecting is was the mere fact they were taking up hold on a planet that belonged to the Mandos. Either way, if danger came to the planet they would have to protect with Mandalorian customs of badassery. " Now that is settled I will not occupy your time any further then I have........" Strider was going to take his leave at that moment but he quickly picked up on [member="Ember Rekali"] line of questioning. The Witch Mando was like a blood hound and he had his nose so far up the man known as Garen's arse that he was probably smelling flowers.

Strider trusted Ember fully, and if the man had a bone to pick Strider will back him fully. "This relation is based on trust. Answer the Question" Strider insisted upon [member="Darth Tsolan"].

[member="Alexandra Lianne Feanor"]