Strangers in a bar

[Arla Ordo]

[SIZE=12pt]Location: Concord Dawn, Cantina called The Lararyc[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Arla having returned from a patrol along the border of mandalorian space needed to stop to take on supplies, and breathe the air. The recycled air on the ships had begun to take a toll on everyone, even though in their minds they knew it was safe, the months away played tricks.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Walking inside the Lararyc, she couldn’t help but laugh when she saw the sign, the name meant drunk, or carousing. From the looks of things inside, carousing was the order of the night.[/SIZE]


[SIZE=12pt]Perhaps the battle of Roche had pushed some too far, or others not far enough. She…well she had stepped away accepting the other assignment, she just didn’t know what she would do if she…well that was a story for another time wasn’t it.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Green eyes scanned the bar through the T in her visor, as she approached the bar, she pulled her buy’ce off and hooked it to her belt, and she smiled at the mando’ade that were here. Her long red hair fell to her shoulders, reaching up she ran her fingers through straightening it out, the color did clash a bit with her armor, especially the purple. But she laughed it off[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Brothers and sisters all. United by one thing or another.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]Then she remembered she had heard that the Field Marshall [member="Strider Garon"] had been killed. She needed to drink to his final rest.[/SIZE]

[SIZE=12pt]She leaned on the bar trying to get the bartender’s attention.[/SIZE]


[member="Jad Ordo"]

 

[Jad Ordo]

Jad hopped out of his ship, Vengeance, and tucked his buy'ce under his arm. Been a while since he had been home, and it's good to be back.

He walked into the Lararyc, breathing in the strong scent of Mandalorian gal and other drinks. He sat at the bar and placed down a few credits, eyeing the redhead next to him.

"Su'cuy. Drinks on me, ner vod?"

He gives her his signature smile, placing his buy'ce on the counter.

[member="Arla Balor"]

 

[Arla Ordo]

Arla looked over at the newcomer, she smiled, "Ni'll hiibir ibac pirur burc'ya. Ni'm Arla, gar cuyir?" Arla held out her hand to meet her new friend. She looked at his armor, black and gold.

How long had it been since she had sat and talked to someone? Talked as in not barking orders, or listening about orders, was it when [member="Naimes Ahn-Dross"] her adopted older brother had given her the talisman? Or was it when her buir [member="Ordo"] and she tried to talk about the past. She couldn't remember, and that was disturbing. She was a soldier, a warrior but had she been warring for to long?


[member="Jad Ordo"]

Spoiler

I'll take that drink friend. I'm Arla, you are?"

 

[Freyia Whitelight-Carrick]

Before she even reach the door it was in the air all about her. Even those she had on what one would take her as smuggler of sorts. Even then she let her dark eyes look about as her training at Voss had taught. Even those trips deep in the forest with her mother taught her to never let her guard down. Now more then every knowing that she was an outsider.

Knowing that she had taken one of the ships late at night with out her mother or brother knowing. She wanted to search for answers just what she was expecting a warm welcome maybe she hadn't thought this all the way through. Even so she had read enough remember a few of her father words he used to teach her long ago.

Stepping in as it seem that she was way under dressed for this place. In her mind this was a good place to start to look for another or even story of her dad. Either way she had step into what look to be the loin den she was nothing but a frighten doe. Before she could show this on her face she straighten to her full height of 5'4 letting her long wavy golden blonde hair bonce around her shoulder.

Walking up to the bar taking a seat next to the young man and his lady friend, in a soft spoken voice but one that show no fear.

"I'll have what every they are having." , with was a good way to start with a drink, at less she hoped.

[member="Arla Balor"] [member="Jad Ordo"]

 

[Jad Ordo]

"Ner gai Jad Ordo." He gave a slight bow.

The drinks are served as the bartender picks up the credits.

Funny. Last time he ever sat down and had a chat was with his brother, and it wasn't very pleasant.


[member="Arla Balor"]

Spoiler

"My name's Jad Ordo."

 

[Jad Ordo]

Jad looks at the woman that sat down next to him.

"You sure you can handle this stuff?"

He could tell she wasn't from around here. Who doesn't wear their beskar'gam to a bar here?
Corellian girl, maybe?

[member="Freyia Whitelight"] | [member="Arla Balor"]

 

[Arla Ordo]

"[member="Jad Ordo"], of Clan Ordo, what a coincidence, I'm Clan Ordo as well" Arla looked over to the woman had had joined them sorta on the other side of Jad, Arla nodded her greeting to her.

Arla did not handle strangers that were not of the mando'ade very well, the dealings with the Republic, and Sith had made it difficult to tell the difference between friend and enemy. A woman without armor, was not of the mando'ade, so she was an off worlder, from...where? And what purpose did she have on Concordia Dawn?

Perhaps Arla had been on tour too long...she wasn't sure....only time would tell if she would stay here very long.

[member="Freyia Whitelight"]

 

[Jad Ordo]

Jad's jaw dropped.

"No... really?"

A smile stretched across his face. "I believe I have seen you before... can't put my finger on it though"

He turns his attention to the other woman. What was this girl doing here? She obviously doesn't belong here.

"What brings you here?" He takes a sip of his ale.

[member="Arla Balor"] | [member="Freyia Whitelight"]

 

[Freyia Whitelight-Carrick]

"I can handle what every drink this is." as she give a cofud nod.

Even as she did couldn't help but see that the one next to her eyed her in a way that many was doing around the bar.

"I have came seeking answer and news of my father, you see he was a Mandalorian wanting to know more of where he came from and the culture he is from." as she looked down at her drink. Maybe she had said to much.

"I though this was the best place to start my journey."

[member="Arla Balor"] [member="Jad Ordo"]

 

[Jad Ordo]

"Maybe you should try the planet next door, Manda'yaim."

He took another swig, his cup already almost empty. Jad better ease off the Gal, or he'll wind up passing out again.


[member="Freyia Whitelight"] | [member="Arla Balor"]

 

[Freyia Whitelight-Carrick]

"Maybe I should, then again I"m here its a good start, he from my mother stories was in many hard fought battles, his name was [member="Xander Carrick"]." as she let that name seek in as she knew little or nothing only that she was high ranking before he disappear to not be heard for these years.

Letting herself sip on her own drinking knowing good well that she would need to nurse this one not seem to eager to stay up with the ones around her.

@Freyia Whitelight [member="Jad Ordo"]

 

[Jad Ordo]

He took the last swig of his ale before looking back at Arla with the "Help me" face.


[member="Freyia Whitelight"]|[member="Arla Balor"]

 

[Arla Ordo]

[member="Jad Ordo"]

Arla looked at Jad and gave him that look..."I know of Xander, haven't see him in a really long time, you're best shot is going to the hall of records on manda'yaim as Jad said and getting information from there on him." What else could she tell her. Nothing really, it was the way of the life of warriors and Mandalorians. Sometimes they disappeared.

She took another drink and leaned to the bartender, "please bring me a bowl of shatual I've been away a long time, and some bread" Her green eyes turned to the other two..."hungry?"

[member="Freyia Whitelight"]

 

[Jad Ordo]

"I'll buy."

He places several more credits onto the counter.


[member="Arla Balor"]

 

[Freyia Whitelight-Carrick]

Took note she begin to speak to only to be stop by this mystery man that seem to have credits to his names or was he trying to impress. Either way she was hungry.

"Yes, starve", as she look on before the next question.

"Where is this hall of records you speak of on Mandalor at, Lady." she didn't know what to call the two of them.

"I"m Frey by the way." her father had named her for one of his Gods.

[member="Arla Balor"] [member="Jad Ordo"]

 

[Arla Ordo]

"Big spender are you Jad, maybe a table away from the bar, we can find one that offers a view of the fire, and closer to the waitresses for our drinks, Come and tell what you've been doing, and how you come to Concordia"

Arla motioned the bartender that a move was in progress as she pushed through the crowd glass over her head, eye on a table just left by others. She could feel the ache of days in space starting to leave her bones. No one likes border patrol, but it had to be done now more than ever, she looked back to see who followed and who did not.

Arla nodded when the girl said her name, and she waited for Jad to answer the woman's other questions.

[member="Jad Ordo"] [member="Freyia Whitelight"]

 

[Jad Ordo]

"Decided to pay home a visit. Haven't been to Concordia Dawn since I came of age to leave."

He tossed his buy'ce up and caught it.

[member="Arla Balor"] | [member="Freyia Whitelight"]

 

[Freyia Whitelight-Carrick]

Thinking that she meant for them all to follow even those this didn't get her closer to finding out who her father had been. Even so she could enjoy the company. As she followed to the table.

"I"m sorry coming of age." as she was more then curious maybe she was starting to get annoying she just had all these question.

[member="Arla Balor"] [member="Jad Ordo"]

 

[Jad Ordo]

"See... when I turned 17, my father gave me a ship and a suit of beskar'gam. I was allowed to leave and travel the stars, not a care in the world"


[member="Freyia Whitelight"] [member="Arla Balor"]

 

[Freyia Whitelight-Carrick]

Her eyes getting big now from what he just said to her. After all her mother spoke very little of her father culture was she afraid that one or both of them would want to follow in his foot steps. Even so she couldn't help but have a lot of other question to be had, even so she waited or as long as she could.

"Wow just like that, I had to seek off." as she cut herself off, could they be trusted to know that no one knew that she was out here or even where she ran off to.

"I mean.. well, this is some good drink."

As got curious about there names after all, "So didn't tell me what your names are, or that a thing only for mandalorians to know each other names."

[member="Arla Balor"] [member="Jad Ordo"]