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Goddess
A nod was given to the Clan Mother that have arrived. Offer to join her was one that Petra would not reject. She might been a little culture shock from what she knew and what the state of everything. She was still going to get evolved and readied herself to follow Satara for the talk.
Satara Hawk
Singing Mountain Ma'tra
Once the Nightsister Elder gave her nod that she would join them, Satara moved away from the gathered group, knowing that she would be followed by the Mand'alore and the Nightsister.
It was only once she felt they were far enough from curious young ears, on both ends did she stop and turn, her eyes studying the man in iron. "To avoid small talk... why have you come, Mand'alore?" There were times for pleasant conversations and others were serious business. Satara made sure to keep that in mind. The issue of why was first to tackle here.
@[member="Emberli Garett"] @[member="Petra Cavataio"]
It was only once she felt they were far enough from curious young ears, on both ends did she stop and turn, her eyes studying the man in iron. "To avoid small talk... why have you come, Mand'alore?" There were times for pleasant conversations and others were serious business. Satara made sure to keep that in mind. The issue of why was first to tackle here.
@[member="Emberli Garett"] @[member="Petra Cavataio"]
Verz Horak
Darjetii Kyramud
@[member="Viho Hawk"]
Good. The Dathomiri warrior knew Basic. That would make it considerably easier to talk with him. Verz was curious about the Dathomiri and their warriors. They had, it seemed, blasters and slugthrowers, but at the same time, spears and swords. Interesting mix.
"Good. What do they call you, warrior?" I am Verz, of clan Horak."
Good. The Dathomiri warrior knew Basic. That would make it considerably easier to talk with him. Verz was curious about the Dathomiri and their warriors. They had, it seemed, blasters and slugthrowers, but at the same time, spears and swords. Interesting mix.
"Good. What do they call you, warrior?" I am Verz, of clan Horak."
Carbon
CT-00001
@[member="Satara Hawk"]
Emberli paused behind her, fingers curling and uncurling into semi-fists in an unconscious habit of his when he was thinking. "I have come...", Mand'alor responds, "...because long ago the Nightsisters ruled this planet; a horrid group of Witches so detestable that I wanted to make sure they weren't in charge."
Well; he was quite blunt at least.
"Most don't know your planet exists, as I'm sure you're aware, and that meant you likely had no fleet and had been 'lost' during the plague. Which meant there was a shot I could spare the galaxy some pain and perhaps nip the problem in the bud..."
"....but, well, since there are Allyans here it means my concerns are unfounded."
Emberli paused behind her, fingers curling and uncurling into semi-fists in an unconscious habit of his when he was thinking. "I have come...", Mand'alor responds, "...because long ago the Nightsisters ruled this planet; a horrid group of Witches so detestable that I wanted to make sure they weren't in charge."
Well; he was quite blunt at least.
"Most don't know your planet exists, as I'm sure you're aware, and that meant you likely had no fleet and had been 'lost' during the plague. Which meant there was a shot I could spare the galaxy some pain and perhaps nip the problem in the bud..."
"....but, well, since there are Allyans here it means my concerns are unfounded."
"My name is Viho Hawk. I am of the Singing Mountain Clan, same as the Clan Mother who just left with your... leader."
The fact that their leader was male befuddled him. Having grown up knowing that women had all the power, and knowing that Maiara had all the power within their home, he found it strange for a man to be leading people. Viho had no desire to do any leading. That wasn't for him. The only thing he wanted to do was keep the good witches safe, especially those in his family. That meant he had to keep and eye on those like @[member="Verz Horak"].
The fact that their leader was male befuddled him. Having grown up knowing that women had all the power, and knowing that Maiara had all the power within their home, he found it strange for a man to be leading people. Viho had no desire to do any leading. That wasn't for him. The only thing he wanted to do was keep the good witches safe, especially those in his family. That meant he had to keep and eye on those like @[member="Verz Horak"].
Goddess
Following the two away from the rest, Petra took the moment to remember the last time she had Mandalorians. Even what she did, it was still a while. The idea of just observing for the moment came into mind. She was ready to stand there and listen to what the Mando had to say for the reason being here. However his opener almost made her want to correct him. Then again, he was talking about a time that she was not there for and was just slumbering away the years.
The witch looked over at Satara to see what she had to say. It was to make sure that when she spoke it was a little more in line to the witches’ current situation and not the one she had came from.
@[member="Satara Hawk"] @[member="Emberli Garett"]
The witch looked over at Satara to see what she had to say. It was to make sure that when she spoke it was a little more in line to the witches’ current situation and not the one she had came from.
@[member="Satara Hawk"] @[member="Emberli Garett"]
Verz Horak
Darjetii Kyramud
Knowing he could communicate with Viho, he wanted to know a bit more about the Dathomiri warriors. Did the clans fight each other? It would seem so, if they had need for warriors, though it might have been a precaution against offworlders, such as the Mandalorians. But if they did, why would they fight their own kind?
"Do you and your warriors fight other clans' warriors? Or are you warriors to keep order? Enforce clan laws?"
"Do you and your warriors fight other clans' warriors? Or are you warriors to keep order? Enforce clan laws?"
Ryan
OOC Account
@[member="Bronwyn"]
Dred watched as the female strut his way, tickled to the fact she was intrigued. She then twisted off a foot or two before breaching Dred's comfort zone and walked the length of the Mandalorian's drop ship. He didn't know if she was just teasing or was actually seriously impressed by the ship, it was just a drop ship and Dred kinda stood their a bit confused at how sheltered these witches were.
Now she was impressed by the ship and Varad was impressed by her assets as his helmet protected him from the obvious leering he had placed upon her curves "This is nothing sweetheart, maybe sometime I show ya a real ship?"
Dred watched as the female strut his way, tickled to the fact she was intrigued. She then twisted off a foot or two before breaching Dred's comfort zone and walked the length of the Mandalorian's drop ship. He didn't know if she was just teasing or was actually seriously impressed by the ship, it was just a drop ship and Dred kinda stood their a bit confused at how sheltered these witches were.
Now she was impressed by the ship and Varad was impressed by her assets as his helmet protected him from the obvious leering he had placed upon her curves "This is nothing sweetheart, maybe sometime I show ya a real ship?"
Jorn saw that Verz and Dred were getting cozy with the witches. with that he thought about the up coming news that he would have to tell his brothers and sisters. the woman that he was with came into his head. he remembered the night that he had with her and what they did. He smiled as he remembered that he still had the bite marks from that night.
He looked around and walked up to Verz and the Warrior who were speaking and said "Verz Im guessing that he keeps the laws how they are. If he wasnt allowed then he most likely not be here."
He looked around and walked up to Verz and the Warrior who were speaking and said "Verz Im guessing that he keeps the laws how they are. If he wasnt allowed then he most likely not be here."
Daughter of Fen
Mia didn't like any of this. She didn't like the number of force users around them and she didn't like the fact that the Manda'lore ahd gone off without them. There were two things she like about this planet, the first that it was luch and green, the second was that women ruled and men were beneath them, objects to be claimed.
Her thoughts drifted, much to her disgust, to Daxton. he had claimed her, ruined her, broken her and now what was she? She shifted her grip on her gun, before concluding it was better to put it away rather than risking the chance of shooting someone in a fit of insanity. She slotted it into a holster on her back and moved back towards the ship, clicking her tongue in distaste at Dred's flirting with the locals.
"If your lucky, maybe he'll show you whats in his pants too." she remarked in a mutter that only the Mando's would hear over their comm link, though her voice was cold.
Her thoughts drifted, much to her disgust, to Daxton. he had claimed her, ruined her, broken her and now what was she? She shifted her grip on her gun, before concluding it was better to put it away rather than risking the chance of shooting someone in a fit of insanity. She slotted it into a holster on her back and moved back towards the ship, clicking her tongue in distaste at Dred's flirting with the locals.
"If your lucky, maybe he'll show you whats in his pants too." she remarked in a mutter that only the Mando's would hear over their comm link, though her voice was cold.
Viho regarded the man calmly. Questions about what his role was were also questions that gave him insight into the people of Dathomir. He was somewhat concerned that this was the precursor to attack.
"I serve to protect those of my clan. From either other clans our outside threats."
If he was going to answer questions, he should get something in return.
"Why do you wear the armor?"
"I serve to protect those of my clan. From either other clans our outside threats."
If he was going to answer questions, he should get something in return.
"Why do you wear the armor?"
Bronwyn Tyr
@}-',--BeautifulDisaster--,'-{@
@[member="Dred Varad"] @A 'den @[member="Mia Monroe"] @everyone else around the ship
"Ujalayi?" She asked trying to pronounce it the best she could. "You people speak funny." She smirked, toying with the one called A'den before returning her attention back to Dred. "Perhaps sometime I may take you up on that offer , flyboy." She gave him a wink as she noticed the female of their species walking toward them. She stopped and leaned against the dropship so she wouldn't be in the way of her rounds. She didn't know if she had shown up to be pprotective of the ones she claimed, or if she was just jealous because she hadn't claimed them yet. "Hi there." She said friendly to the female, testing the waters there.
"Ujalayi?" She asked trying to pronounce it the best she could. "You people speak funny." She smirked, toying with the one called A'den before returning her attention back to Dred. "Perhaps sometime I may take you up on that offer , flyboy." She gave him a wink as she noticed the female of their species walking toward them. She stopped and leaned against the dropship so she wouldn't be in the way of her rounds. She didn't know if she had shown up to be pprotective of the ones she claimed, or if she was just jealous because she hadn't claimed them yet. "Hi there." She said friendly to the female, testing the waters there.
Satara Hawk
Singing Mountain Ma'tra
He spoke of Nightsisters and a time when they ruled the planet. His description of them made her glance at the Nightsister Elder at their side. The woman had come to her no long ago, out of time with what was happening in their world today and she wondered just how she thought of the Mand'alore speaking of her people so. But she was also curious as to just how muc the outsider knew of their people.
"You seem to be well aware of our history. Though not of that recent one. The plague has struck us all, we were forced to adept and grow anew," Satara told the man then. Much was different from the times of old. And even those times of old became more and more as legend as the eldest of their people died out, taken by old age.
The man spoke of them not having a fleet and it being lost during the plague. Satara knew only of stories of their old fleets, of the manufacture that took place in the skies. But she knew knew where exactly such endeavors were taken. They were just stories or even fragments of it. It was perhaps something she could pick the Nightsister about when they had a chance to speak again. But speaking to it in front of the outsider was out of the question.
Instead for now, she would address the issue the man had. "No one ruled Dathomir for a long time, Mand'alore. We were all in our small groups, focused on our own territories, surviving." She would give him as much. "But you have nothing to concern yourself. We stay on our planet and speak to each other as a whole unit that resides here through Clan Mothers. Neither Nightsisters nor Allyan Clans rule the planet per say anymore. But we will not again allow any outsiders to claim us as our stories and legends say they did in the past." Though witches today knew far less of their ancient histories, they knew well enough to know that separated they fell, united they could protect their way of life and their planet.
@[member="Emberli Garett"] @[member="Petra Cavataio"]
"You seem to be well aware of our history. Though not of that recent one. The plague has struck us all, we were forced to adept and grow anew," Satara told the man then. Much was different from the times of old. And even those times of old became more and more as legend as the eldest of their people died out, taken by old age.
The man spoke of them not having a fleet and it being lost during the plague. Satara knew only of stories of their old fleets, of the manufacture that took place in the skies. But she knew knew where exactly such endeavors were taken. They were just stories or even fragments of it. It was perhaps something she could pick the Nightsister about when they had a chance to speak again. But speaking to it in front of the outsider was out of the question.
Instead for now, she would address the issue the man had. "No one ruled Dathomir for a long time, Mand'alore. We were all in our small groups, focused on our own territories, surviving." She would give him as much. "But you have nothing to concern yourself. We stay on our planet and speak to each other as a whole unit that resides here through Clan Mothers. Neither Nightsisters nor Allyan Clans rule the planet per say anymore. But we will not again allow any outsiders to claim us as our stories and legends say they did in the past." Though witches today knew far less of their ancient histories, they knew well enough to know that separated they fell, united they could protect their way of life and their planet.
@[member="Emberli Garett"] @[member="Petra Cavataio"]
Verz Horak
Darjetii Kyramud
Viho
It was right to tell him something about the Mandalorians, since the Dathomiri warrior had told him about their ways. Fair is fair.
"I, and my fellows, wear armor for two reasons mostly. One, it is tradition, and anyone who breaks the Resol'nare is dar'manda. Soulless, with no afterlife awaiting them. And second, our armor is practical, and we Mandalorians are a pragmatic people."
It was right to tell him something about the Mandalorians, since the Dathomiri warrior had told him about their ways. Fair is fair.
"I, and my fellows, wear armor for two reasons mostly. One, it is tradition, and anyone who breaks the Resol'nare is dar'manda. Soulless, with no afterlife awaiting them. And second, our armor is practical, and we Mandalorians are a pragmatic people."
Daughter of Fen
"It's cake," she explained to the witch "A mandolorain speciality." She looked over at A'den "You have to take your helmet off to eat A'den, you really wanna do that in a potentially hostile environment?" She didn't care how nice they were being, she trusted these people about as far as she could throw them.
Sitting down with her back against the ship she looked at the witch who now addressed her, eternally grateful for the helmet to disguise the look of distaste on her face. "You'll get more conversation out of Dred than you will me, witch. Though I warn you, these men are not to be claimed." There was an icy edge to Mia's voice, it was a warning, not because she wanted any of her brothers for herself, but simply because they were her brothers, and she did not want any of them seized by a force user.
Sitting down with her back against the ship she looked at the witch who now addressed her, eternally grateful for the helmet to disguise the look of distaste on her face. "You'll get more conversation out of Dred than you will me, witch. Though I warn you, these men are not to be claimed." There was an icy edge to Mia's voice, it was a warning, not because she wanted any of her brothers for herself, but simply because they were her brothers, and she did not want any of them seized by a force user.
Carbon
CT-00001
@[member="Satara Hawk"] @[member="Petra Cavataio"]
"Funny thing about legends; they're usually wrong." The remark is dry, a statement and little else. But he made nothing beyond that semi-cryptic remark. "I'm glad to know you've managed a peace that once eluded so many."
It was true; he sounded genuinely pleased.
"But here's the problem. I'm not here to rule you, or tell you your life is wrong. But I can warn you this; I've found you. If I've found you, someone else will. The galaxy is coming back, and it won't be long before you planet is found. Your secluded life here can't last much longer.", he warns.
"The Sith have already invaded Mandalorian space and were beaten back through both war and diplomacy. That means they'll start expanding elsewhere.
Not to here; at least not to the immediate future... But if not them, then the Republic may to provide buffer against the Sith. Once conflict ends, another begins. We beat the plague only to start beating each other."
He shook his head slowly. "Leave it to the Sith to be opportunists."
"Funny thing about legends; they're usually wrong." The remark is dry, a statement and little else. But he made nothing beyond that semi-cryptic remark. "I'm glad to know you've managed a peace that once eluded so many."
It was true; he sounded genuinely pleased.
"But here's the problem. I'm not here to rule you, or tell you your life is wrong. But I can warn you this; I've found you. If I've found you, someone else will. The galaxy is coming back, and it won't be long before you planet is found. Your secluded life here can't last much longer.", he warns.
"The Sith have already invaded Mandalorian space and were beaten back through both war and diplomacy. That means they'll start expanding elsewhere.
Not to here; at least not to the immediate future... But if not them, then the Republic may to provide buffer against the Sith. Once conflict ends, another begins. We beat the plague only to start beating each other."
He shook his head slowly. "Leave it to the Sith to be opportunists."
"Seems kind of big and clunky to me."
He visually inspected the armor a bit more as he stood there. It did seem clunky to him. It seemed huge and impractical and he felt like he'd be extremely restricted if he wore it. Not to mention it would play hell with his limp. Viho preferred to be quick and light, but that was, he supposed, largely because no one on their world wore crazy big armor like these people did.
"Don't think I'd want to wear it."
He visually inspected the armor a bit more as he stood there. It did seem clunky to him. It seemed huge and impractical and he felt like he'd be extremely restricted if he wore it. Not to mention it would play hell with his limp. Viho preferred to be quick and light, but that was, he supposed, largely because no one on their world wore crazy big armor like these people did.
"Don't think I'd want to wear it."
Goddess
Well there was common idea for sure that Petra would not try to upset. The idea of not allowing any outsiders to take Dathomir from the witches was very important. It did not matter what clan or side they were one. Same time, Petra was still plotting on how to manipulate it all to her favor and desire. That was not a nightsister notion as those witches were tiny in their desires. They would stop at taking Allyan clans out and stopping when Petra such larger plans.
The witch smiled at the two. Then she finally broke her silence. “Yes… there are problems all over from us being found to the galaxy returning to war. In the end, there is a greater threat towards your people, Mand’alor…” Petra paused to shift her stance to face the mando better and added a little wickedness and mischievous tone to her words. “If I were a Sith…” It was close to the truth for Petra, “I wouldn’t come at you directly after I’ve already testing that approach. I would take your neighbors, twist them, turn them, and with the resources come back at you from all sides.” Petra adjusted her tone to be a little more friendlier and sweeter. “But I bet you thought of that… So maybe an idea of support can be made, hmm? If we were to be strengthen to have better defense, maybe the opportunity would diminish?”
Petra just hoped that some how she could get her hands on a ship. It would give her the chance to inspect and start up some old equipment the witches had. She was not completely sure if the clan mothers or people in general told Satara and the current generation about what witches held.
@[member="Satara Hawk"] @[member="Emberli Garett"]
The witch smiled at the two. Then she finally broke her silence. “Yes… there are problems all over from us being found to the galaxy returning to war. In the end, there is a greater threat towards your people, Mand’alor…” Petra paused to shift her stance to face the mando better and added a little wickedness and mischievous tone to her words. “If I were a Sith…” It was close to the truth for Petra, “I wouldn’t come at you directly after I’ve already testing that approach. I would take your neighbors, twist them, turn them, and with the resources come back at you from all sides.” Petra adjusted her tone to be a little more friendlier and sweeter. “But I bet you thought of that… So maybe an idea of support can be made, hmm? If we were to be strengthen to have better defense, maybe the opportunity would diminish?”
Petra just hoped that some how she could get her hands on a ship. It would give her the chance to inspect and start up some old equipment the witches had. She was not completely sure if the clan mothers or people in general told Satara and the current generation about what witches held.
@[member="Satara Hawk"] @[member="Emberli Garett"]
Ryan
OOC Account
@[member="Bronwyn"] @Mia Monroe
"Udesii Mia'ika! Ni shukur kaysh'videk shal sol'yc naumiit be buruk" Dred tried to ease the over protective Mia in their own tongue in the privacy of their helmets and squad channel. He moved closer to Bronwyn, his visor obviously staring at her.
" There is nothing wrong with the enjoying the natives and their hospitality" He relayed openly in a cocky tone of voice. He was a single man, though old in their culture to be without family of his own, there was no harm in his advances. "Plus, this one wants a flying lesson...... how can I say no to those pretty eyes?"
Translation: " Calm down Mia! I break her neck at first sign of danger"
"Udesii Mia'ika! Ni shukur kaysh'videk shal sol'yc naumiit be buruk" Dred tried to ease the over protective Mia in their own tongue in the privacy of their helmets and squad channel. He moved closer to Bronwyn, his visor obviously staring at her.
" There is nothing wrong with the enjoying the natives and their hospitality" He relayed openly in a cocky tone of voice. He was a single man, though old in their culture to be without family of his own, there was no harm in his advances. "Plus, this one wants a flying lesson...... how can I say no to those pretty eyes?"
Translation: " Calm down Mia! I break her neck at first sign of danger"
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