Raiding Mandalore(Mandalorians)

[Valik]

Mandalore. Home of a proud culture of warriors that had survived the millenia. Land filled with the rarest, arguably most powerful metal known to the galaxy. Valik had plans for this world, and he had plans for how he'd use it to affect the rest of the galaxy. Here he'd gain the power to take on Jedi, Sith, whoever he wished reckless abandon. But first he needed to to conduct his raid, tame the Fire that ran rampant within him.


Specifically, the large amount of credits that were burning a hole in his pocket. Valik, albeit disguised as a bounty hunter, was wandering the streets of Keldabe looking for a metal smith. He was going to raid the shops until he could find the best price for a legitimate Beskad. They were probably the best swords in the galaxy, and Valik had always meant to pick one up. Hopefully he wouldn't have to pay an arm and leg for it.

 

[Captain Larraq]

Rygel Larraq drove through the city streets of Keldabe in his luxury model Oya'karir Ground Vehicle. He had recently finished some business in the city and was taking the time to enjoy himself before returning to Mandal Hypernautics HQ in Sundari. For now though, the topless red ground vehicle rolled smoothly over the concrete streets of Keldabe and the wind blew through Larraq's neat and trim military haircut. The collar of his officer's uniform fluttered in the wind and the ornate Beskad at his waste slid slightly along the seat as he rounded a corner. All in all, it was quite an enjoyable day for Larraq. The sun was up, it was warm, and there was not a cop in sight.

 

[Valik]

As a luxury speeder speeded down the concrete streets of Keldabe Valik headed down the road, same way the speeder was going incidentally, and headed into the market district, finding a nearby weapons shop and heading in.

"What can I do you for traveler? We don't sell Beskar'gam to strangers, but I can get you a nice Durasteel copy nobody'll notice is different. Maybe a nice shotgun? Rifle? We got blasters, slugs, particle beam, whatever you need." He said as he motioned to different set pieces in his shop.


"A sword. Do you have any Beskad?" He asked curiously.

"We only deal in guns and armor here, sorry." The man said, before Valik left the shop, heading to the next one. No point in wasting time.

@[member="Captain Larraq"]

 

[Vora Kaar]

Mandalore was a planet that I had been away from for far to long. A old teacher of mine had been a Mandalorian outcast. For a reason still unknown to me, the old man trained me in swordsmanship. hence my use of a Songsteel blade that has been in my possession for a long time now. I was walking the planet. Intent on getting a reasonably priced Beskad.

For years I have used many different forms of bladed combat. Each with different types of weapons. However I most often used a Katana that I had made of Songsteel, and an assortment of daggers should the need arise. I wanted to bring something else to the table. Not alot of people knew how to defend against a Beskad that was coming down on them. And I planed to use that as an advantage against enemies of my faction, and victims of my bounty hunting.

Moving along the streets, I simply walked down the street in full dress of armor, and weapons. It was apparent I was a fighter of some kind. But I didn't like the look of the traditional T-shaped Visor. Mine was just a simple Helm slit style. A speeder zoomed past me as I walked, looking to see a luxury model of some war vehicle. Eitherway, I moved my way to the Market district.

@[member="Captain Larraq"], @[member="Valik"]

 

[Valik]

Valik noticed a distinctly not Mandalorian man as he walked out of the weapon shop and into the other. His armor was extensive, but lacked the normal T visor that was legendarily synonymous with the Mandalorians. Interesting that he wasn't the only 'bounty hunter' on Mandalore. Running his finger through his pocket he checked to make sure his Force Disperser was there, allowing his darker Force Signature to be hidden. He didn't expect the Mandalorians to have people to find Force Signatures, but random bounty hunters and the Mandalorians justifiable animosity for Sith he rather not risk it.

Assured by the presence of his amulet he continued down into the market district, heading into the next weapon's shop. Hopefully they'd have more melee weapons for him.

@[member="Zero"]

 

[Vora Kaar]

I walked past men and women of all sizes. Though most of them I towered over with my over two meter height. Some people moved out of my path of walking, either by seeing a man that was tall, or the fact that my suit was completely covering me included with an array of weapons. Moving past others. I stopped at another military shop. I just looked through the window to see another man behind me in the reflection of the glass take something from his pocket after looking away from my general direction. I leaned into the glass to make it look like I was not paying attention to the reflection. Aided by the visor to keep my eyes hidden. I saw him walk towards the Market district.

This would be interesting. A man with an unknown device looked to be going to the same place that I was. I had a thought that he may be following me, but it's not uncommon for someone to follow me when I was with the Omega Pyre. Now that I have only "resurfaced" having the thought of a tagalong felt somewhat awkward. Turning away from the Mandalorian slugthrower in the window, I moved on towards the market district which was only about 100 meters in front of me. It would be ironic if something were to happen in that span of time that it took for me to walk that distance.

@[member="Valik"]

 

[Valik]

Valik did not infact take anything out of his pocket, only stick his hands in there to check to see they were filled, but Valik would not have argued the point, as he didn't have any knowledge he was being watched for followed by the two-meter Omegan. Nor would he have rally cared in truth, as a long omega pyre man, no matter what the height, wasn't truly a threat to him, at least not one he'd expect. In any case, into the second weapon shop he went, and the first thing he did was take a gander around, finding vibroblades, genosian shockpikes, blastswords, stun batons and various other melee weapons in racks on the walls. With a slight grin hidden beneath his helmet he continued to the shop owner. This was the place he needed to be.

"I'm looking to purchase a Beskad, do you have any in stock?" Valik asked the shop owner, who left out a hearty laugh.

"We have three Beskad's in stock, but they're not typical items. Give me a reason why I should sell it to you offworlder." He said with an almost accusatory look.

"I've got about fifteen thousand reasons for you to part with one of them." He said in reply, to which the man scoffed.

"I'll need about thirty thousand reasons."

"Twenty."

"Twenty-five." The man replied, and Valik pondered for a moment.

"Deal." He said, before taking out the credits, handling them with a glove, careful not to leave fingerprints. What was the point in dealing in cash if you could traced anyways? The owner inspected the cash, then went to the back and got the merchandise, before asking for the payment.

"A test first." Valik said, and pulled out a lightsaber, igniting it to reveal a sapphire edge. He pressed it against the blade and didn't cut through. Valik then deactivated the saber and paid for the weapon, before putting the sheath on his back, allowing him to draw the blade from his shoulder. Afterwards he left the shop, spotting a two-meter tall man who was a lot closer than a hundred meters. He'd see the blade at his back and likely come to the conclusion of what shop to go. In any case, Valik had made his purchase, and was headed home.

@[member="Zero"]

 

[Vora Kaar]

Walking was not a task that was hard. But it seemed like one at the moment. Many people were on the streets for something. For what it was, I did not know. I turned to look to where the man was, and lost him for a second. I didn't panic, I doubted that the man was going after me, He seemed to be on his own time and not that of looking for someone. I stayed still, and did not move, Looking around A few more people passed me, wondering what I was doing. I looked inside a shop to see gun after gun. I was fine with those, what I needed was a Beskad.

Turning to my right I could see the man again. HIs armor was fairly easy to find as he left a shop. I took a step towards him and around another person to walk up the street of where he had come from. I simply looked around to see the store that was neither busy nor empty. Through the glass, I could see a man behind the counter, taking the money that he had just gotten and counted them out. I turned to look around and then back to the door. Wondering how with the loss of my voice could I barter with a man on a Beskad.

 

[Valik]

While the 2 meter tall man @[member="Zero"] entered the store Valik headed the opposite direction, that was back to his ship, the Drunken Rat. A dungheap mostly, but low profile enough. Most who tracked it would find the ship of a bounty hunter named Amabari Sunt. A chiss he'd killed and experimented on, but most shouldn't have been able to figure that out. In any case he'd come out of today with relatively little incident, for which he was thankful. Trips were always nicer when people weren't attacking you. He soon arrived at the docks and then entered his old and beaten up freighter, and began to power up the engines and request permission to leave the dock. It was time for him to head home. Wherever that might be.