Faction "The Daimyo" \\ [TBF]Book of Mos Motesta, Chapter 1

[Aloy Vizsla]

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Tan'yill Vizsla Kandosii Ka'rta Corbin Vasher Leenic Ellsil

TATOOINE, SEVERAL YEARS AGO...​

Aloy stood beside her wife atop the castle walls, blaster fire and blades flashing below as the coup raged on. Bodies lay at their feet now, scattered here and there as Mandalorians bearing the faded Nite Owl crest moved on, leaping from the battlements to the chaos their un-uniformed brethren stirred beneath them.

But despite the noise- the screams and gunfire- Aloy was calm as ever. This was her domain, far removed from the politics of The Enclave or the the duties laid out by Mand'alor the Abandoner during her union days, The spiteful venom could be cooled in a place like this, where her only worries were killing and command. There was no honor at stake in this kind of chaos, no bickering Alors to appease and no shouting to draw her ire outside of her own commanding voice.

How she missed this...

::Viper-actual, preparing breach!:: The chime of her comms broke the silent revelry as she watched Viper-Team fall back to a safe distance, having doused the heavy metal doors with Weaponized oxidizing foam, rusting through the hinges with alarming ease.

All she had to do now, was wait and give the order.

There would be security behind them no doubt, Trandoshans and Mersenary thugs preparing for what would be their last stand despite their denial.
For the Trandoshan clan, it was pride that kept them in the fight. Baron Sskragg was less of a concern, being more of an overseer than a warrior, preferring to sacrifice scales other than his own, though he would stay and fight simply because he enjoyed his position as owner of the Bronzium mines here. Aloy was more concerned about his Egg-brother and Bodyguard, Sskrogg. Sskrogg was dumb as a rock on a starship, but his singular focus on the art of combat made him a formidable foe- one who wore the Beskar breastplate of a fallen Mandalorian- earning his way towards runner-up of Aloy's shit list well before this battle had even started.

The mercenaries belonged to one belonged to Dak Corvan, Daimyo of Mos Motesta...

On paper, He was the "Elected" Mayor of Motesta, who was just so popular that he kept being be Re-elected over and over. The story went that he was once a Rimward Trade League Merchant Marine officer who retired to Tatooine because war never touched the old rock, settling in Motesta for it's quiet community and remote location. Started as the city Marshal and slowly rose up.

In actuality, He was an Ex-Deathtrooper of the New Imperial military and a deserter turned mercenary who saw an opportunity and took it when the previous Mayor was killed by The Enclave for his involvement in the slave trade.

Aloy despised him for three reasons: The first and foremost being that he quickly assumed control of all water in Motesta when the springs were first discovered, killing the local Tusken tribe and driving up the price of water across the board. That was where his credits came from, and fear was the method by which he kept the locals from snitching on him to the Karjr.

The second reason was his prior service to the Empire, which she only learned by becoming close to him. The Black Hand and her family had kept their hands clean during the process, though she had witnessed many cruel things done by Corvan's hand.

She made a special effort to steal water and give it back to the populace under his nose, though a round of recent executions in response had prompted her coup a little earlier than planned. In a way, she felt responsible for them now, and would take great pleasure in seeing the man- who ordered their execution- die soon.

The third reason was that he was a Human supremacist like many Neo-Imperials. Being married to a Twi'lek , who received a few unkind remarks behind her back, She took that personally.

Luckily, she wouldn't be fighting the tyrant by herself. A number of Mandalorians joined her who she had known during her time as Warmaster of the Nite Owls under Mand'alor Westwind, while others had met her on the battlefield against Imperial and Sith warships before now, either drawn by the opportunity to loot or by the fire of the fleet's cause.

But, she had forged new alliances to bolster that cause.

The Tusken Raiders of the Motesta spring, whose ancestors were massacred by Dak Corvan, had been convinced to besiege the city gate, drawing away the brunt of the mercenaries and thugs while Aloy's forces attacked the palace gate itself, which they now stood upon. She would keep her promise to share the spoils of war and to defend the sanctity of the Motesta oasis which had been stolen from them.

So too had Baroness Kotai been persuaded her cause. For now. Kotai lead the Atrisian clan, who had long quarreled with the Trandoshans, much to the Daimyo's amusement. However, Kotai was a survivor, and could see the writing on the wall. The Kotai family had been promised retention of their holdings here in Motesta, including the profitable Chromium mine, and even a small cut of the Bronzium previously mined by the Trandoshan clan.

Could she be trusted after the fact? For a period, Aloy suspected. Kotai was a pragmatic woman, and the odds were in the Vizsla's favor.

So for now, The Chormium plated guard of Clan Kotai stood by the Mandalorians atop the wall, having opened the gates for them and even the Tusken Raiders outside, who were currently running amuck in the sister-fortress to the east.

At last, The stage was set for the beginning of something great.​

::Viper-2 reporting; Breach prepped!::

"Hah. Shall we, dear~?" She laughed to Tan'yill Vizsla before turning to shout at her men below.

"Begin the hunt!"

And with that command, The palace doors were knocked from their rusted hinges, rumbling as they fell before the gathering Mandalorians.

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[Tan'yill Vizsla]

From behind the brown hood, the green-yellowish eyes of the rutian twi'lek gazed down, ever so steady, at the battle raging on down below. It was going very much as planned. Thugs, scoundrels and criminals laid defeated in the wake of the attack by their brothers and sisters in arms. Sometimes, some would consider the two women standing at the wall to fall into those categories themselves. However, Tan'yill Vizsla had been clear that no civilians were to be harmed and they had they had quickly and efficiently got the word out that they better took shelter, just before the attack began. A storm were coming for the corrupt coward Dak Corvan. A mandalorian one. This was the way.

::Viper-2 reporting; Breach prepped!::

"Hah. Shall we, dear~?" She laughed to Tan'yill Vizsla before turning to shout at her men below.

"Begin the hunt!"

And with that command, The palace doors were knocked from their rusted hinges, rumbling as they fell before the gathering Mandalorians.

A soft and satisfied smile formed upon her lavender lips, before she pulled the hood down and let the dusty and worn cloak fall to the ground, revealing the steel blue beskar'gam and thus her true identity as a mandalorian warrior.

''That we shall, honey.'' came the riduur'alors answer, before unclipping the helmet from the belt and put it on with a hissing sound locking it in place.

Tan'yill drew her twin blasters, a dear gift from Aloy, which always reminded her of the strenght of their relationship and the strenght and unstoppable determination and fighting spirit when they were together. With a gracious leap from the wall, she ignited the rocket boots and landed in front of their assembled vode. The enterance and first room behind the knocked down door was eerily silent and empty.

''Huh. I doubt they already fled with the tails between their legs? 'Thought at least trandoshans had some guts?'' she said, throwing a quick glance at Aloy, one blaster pointed upwards and one resting casually by her leg.

Aloy Vizsla , Corbin Vasher , Leenic Ellsil , Kandosii Ka'rta ​

 

[Leenic Ellsil]

Aloy Vizsla Tan'yill Vizsla Corbin Vasher Kandosii Ka'rta

Equipment: RSKF-44 Heavy Blaster Pistol "Kyr'am's Gaan", Krayt Dragon Lightsaber, NT-242

Leenic grunted as another blaster bolt slammed into the front of his helmet, the rusted beskar-alloy causing it to ricochet off and fly up wildly into the sky as he stumbled backward a few steps before catching himself. "Karabast." He muttered, pulling his blaster pistol back up to eye level and firing off two shots toward the previously unseen Merc, leaving a golf ball-sized hole in his chest as the second pair of blaster bolts slammed into it. His body seized up for a moment, left arm instinctively reaching towards the spot for the millisecond his brain remained active before every neuron simultaneously stopped firing and his body fell heavily to the dirt.

"Next time hit my chest or something damnit." The rust-covered Mandalorian growled, rubbing the spot on his helmet for a moment before ducking under two more shots whizzing past his head and slamming into a few large rocks behind him. Turning his body 90 degrees to the left he quickly responded with another volley of shots, being sure each one planted themselves firmly against a Merc's chest before vaporizing whatever flesh and vital organs got in their way. Or actually hit me.

Using his jetpack to quickly launch himself towards the fabled Viper team as they made their breach, Leenic threw a few shots downrange to suppress any Mercs that had the gall to try and flank a team of heavily armed and armored Mandalorian commandos.

At last, The stage was set for the beginning of something great.​

::Viper-2 reporting; Breach prepped!::

"About damn time!" Leenic yelled to the nearest commando, turning around as the last of the remaining mercs either fell or fled to the rear, stepping forward as Aloy and Tan'yill landed at the head of the combat group.

"Welcome to the party girls." He said, smirking at the two under his helmet as he quickly twirled his blaster. "Everyone ready to slice this Krayt Dragon open? Because I was born ready!"

 

[Tae'l Vizsla]

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Leenic Ellsil Tan'yill Vizsla Aloy Vizsla

Tae'l threw a glance over the shoulder at her mothers and Leenic as the trio arrived. Seeing that Aloy was among them, she joined formation after retrieving her knife from the body of some thug, wiping it clean on her kama.

"Everyone ready to slice this Krayt Dragon open? Because I was born ready!"

"Copy" She stifled a chuckle at her uncle's antics, taking her place at Tan'yill's side as they entered.
The room was indeed quiet. Too quiet...

She chose to break that silence, sending out a chittering scan-pulse to reveal any hidden enemies within range. Mostly though, it located bodies that had been shot through windows during the initial assault.

''Huh. I doubt they already fled with the tails between their legs? 'Thought at least trandoshans had some guts?''

"The Trandoshans don't play fair," One of the chrome Kotai soldiers chimed in, leading a small unit alongside the Mandalorians, blasters raised as they searched for their rivals.

"Keep your eyes open, Mandalorians... we're walking into an-"

The man drops dead in an instant, an arrow lodged into his skull as a Trandoshan revealed themselves from a nearby balcony. Others began to storm the lower levels from various doorways or by leaping from the next floor onto the Kotai enforcers, one even scoring a Mandalorian kill by dropping down with a Ryyk blade.

"Ambush! Move, move!"

Tae'l took off into the air, having spotted one that appeared to be coordinating the ambush from the balcony.

"Viper, hit the second floor. I'm going after that archer!" She commanded, sending Viper Team into a mad dash for the staircase using their own jetpacks, half their number turning around to slay Trandoshans in the newfound crossfire, while the others began to purge the staircase with blade and blaster alike.

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[Kandosii Ka'rta]

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The Morellian Mando Marshal Rides Again

Equipment: Beskar'gam, ENCL-21 Ra'ntisr Heavy Blaster Pistol (x2), Mandalorian vambraces w/Tracyn'senaar Whistling Birds, Mirshir'jika Mandalorian Vibro-Shock Whip
Aloy Vizsla Tae'l Vizsla Tan'yill Vizsla Leenic Ellsil

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Kandosii hadn't gotten to know any of the Vizslas personally since he joined the Enclave, but he knew there were a ton of them out there. And while he had some misgivings about this "Black Fleet", they were still Mandos, and they were still here to wipe out a gang of scum. So he'd ride with 'em today, and see how things went. The Morellian donned his bucket, then activated his Latac'a Armor Flight System, rocketing into the sky.

From overhead, Kandosii took a quick assessment of the situation, and unholstered his two Enclave-requisitioned blaster pistols as he rapidly descended. He blasted two Trandoshans as he landed, then twirled the pistols as he turned and blasted a third with both, blowing a fist-sized hole through his chest. With his immediate threats clear, Kandosii began making his way towards the assembling group of Mandalorians preparing to breach the palace. "Don't believe we've had the pleasure of crossin' paths before. Name's Kandosii." After, he turned his attention to the palace doorway, watching for signs of movement.

Arrows and shots suddenly started flying, and Kandosii rolled to cover. He took a quick peek out, blasting a Trandoshan in the chest, before taking cover again. "Well, 'suppose this is where things get interestin'." With that, he flipped his rangefinder down and charged inwards, firing both pistols at different targets and providing covering fire for those behind him.

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[Tan'yill Vizsla]

Tan'yill locked glanced with their Tae'l, their beloved daughter, as they prepared to enter and search the building for the treacherous lizzard people and make their way towards the selfish and corrupted Daimyo of Mos Motesta. Their little girl had grown so fast in the recent months, and Tan'yill had tried and continously tried to teach her everything she knew. From martial arts and marksmanship, to being a sly tactician and expert negotiator always getting what you want, in one way or the other. Tae'l, Aloy and The Clan were three of the very few things that the rutian twi'lek were truly proud of, and having their daughter along as they carved their way to a better future was very important to her. The red, blue and violet Mandalorian were truly one.

"Don't believe we've had the pleasure of crossin' paths before. Name's Kandosii." came an introduction before entering the building. Tan exchanged glances with her wife, and then nodded respectfully at the Enclave Marshall, showing her gratitude for joining them in this fight. She could feel Aloy's slight distubrance having him here, but they had a battle to attend to that relied on them all trusting eachother.

''The Clan Vizsla will always be in debted to you for joining us, Marshall. I'll buy you a Port In A Storm when this is over. This is the way.'' Tan replied, eyeing him up and down though the t-visor. Like her wife, Tan'yill were neither one to trust strangers that easily, but Aloy's and the others consent was enough for the time being.

"Ambush! Move, move!" Tae'l shouted and got everyone on their toes again. Chit-chat time was over, now was the time to work for your credits and get your hands dirty.

Tan followed close behind her daughter as they both rocketed into the air, activating her own rocket boots. Their troops and vode down below were taking heavy casualities, and that was fast. Too fast. Tan quickly assessed the situation below her before the rocket boots decreased in thrust and she begin to descend. She fired the twin blasters down at two advancing mercenaries, making them hit the dirt with smoking blaster holes in their backs. She twirled and holstered the blasters and pulled the Kal out of its sheath in her boot, before landing hard on the back of a Trandoshan, knocking the slow and clumsy lizzard to the ground, quickly slitting his throat and creating a pool of blood beneath him. Standing up, a slugthrower shot forcefully hits the the backplate of the beskar cuirass, upon which she turned around, pulled the Beskad from the back and in pure rage charged towards her assailant while he was reloading the ancient gun. Drops of blood were squirted across the buy'c as she forcefully stroke the razor sharp blade diagonally across the chest of the unfortunate soul.

Tae'l Vizsla , Aloy Vizsla , Kandosii Ka'rta , Leenic Ellsil , Corbin Vasher​

 

[Grrh'orruk'rruk]

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From the mountaintop overlooking Mos Motesta, a single cloaked figure stood. Their long robes fluttered in the wind, jewelry gently jingling. The figure held their gaderffii stick with one hand, one end planted in the sand, and a cycler rifle was strapped to their back. At their waist hung a metallic cylinder, not unlike Leenic Ellsil 's in function if not form. Their masked countenance observed the palace compound from above, watching the Mandalorians cut a path towards the palace, where their prey was waiting for slaughter.

While other Tuskens were fighting at the gates and in the sister fortress, Horruk stood above the chaos, calmly watching the events unfold. The Ghorfa of the Motesta Spring were not his tribe, but he had offered them guidance in the past, and had suggested that they aid the offworlders today. As was natural for any Ghorfa, he was wary of newcomers on these dunes, although the previous offworlders with similar strange helmets had left them alone. But then, just because they looked similar did not necessarily mean they could be trusted.

He took a sip of his black melon, savoring its invigorating juices. Time would reveal these outsiders' true colors.

 

[Aloy Vizsla]

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Leenic Ellsil Tan'yill Vizsla Kandosii Ka'rta Tae'l Vizsla

"Read indeed, Ellsil. I've been waiting for a long time"

Aloy proclaimed as the team moved in, drawing both a Disruptor and her Armorer's Hammer in either hand.

"Don't believe we've had the pleasure of crossin' paths before. Name's Kandosii."

"Welcome, vod. And good hunting"

She would regard him briefly with a brief nod over the shoulder. While she had complicated feelings about the presence of an Enclave Marshall here, He was still a Mandalorian. And at the end of the day, She had broken no Mandalorian laws in doing battle here today. She had popular support in the city, and considered removing the Daimyo a necessity reinforced by the Akaan'gaan which she had declared for all to see during the Enclave's great council.

By all rights, this battle was hers to fight, and the palace would be hers by Right of conquest.

At least, once they cleared out these damned mercenaries.

"Ambush! Move, move!"

Well, she figured an ambush was coming. Which is exactly why she sent Kotai's men first... While it was true that Aloy would have regretted a loss of innocent life, These men were far from innocent. They were simply the lesser of three evils, and their abilities were now being tested.

They were... disappointing by Mandalorian standards. But for Aruetiise they were skilled enough. Several Trandoshans had already fallen despite their clever tactics, earning their precious points with the "Scorekeeper" for their sacrifice.

"Watch that balcony and keep pushing. Don't let them catch you in tight spaces" She commanded with the firm but calm tone of a seasoned commander, Disintegrating an approaching pair of Trandoshans as she advanced to the frontline, leading the march.

"Remember what you're fighting for; The Home you never had. Motesta is Ours!"

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[Katyusha Jarko]

The Diamyo​

Being of Clan Westwind didn’t mean a whole lot to Yuna. Of course, that hadn't been something she knew. Not personally. To most of her interactions with Mandalorians, she felt amiss with most of them. Culture, honor, clan, had all been concepts she loosely understood. Never sworn to, or bled or died over. Just things she knew of. Asking her to prove, or dare say, explain the meaning of those words? Her reply would probably upset some of the more hardline vode.

So she kept to herself mostly. Aloy, she felt, kept her on a twelve foot long pole. For good reason of course, most people would be suspicious of anyone that took interest in their child. Not to mention past involvement, clan issues, and her sketchy past with the Sith.

This was all without the knowledge of her working as a member of the NIO. Though even that like, Yuna felt she was skewing away from. The power base was buckling and even from here, she could feel that the Imperial Order was breaking like wet cardboard. It’d still be around but in a pitiful, almost impossible to recognize state.

But these were future problems. Right now, she had transoshan problems. Made her wonder where Tayl was in the middle of all this. One trandoshan currently stood over her, clawed feet pressing down to trap her hands, another trandoshan currently had its head trapped between her knees, as Yuna was attempted to snap its neck, though the trapping of her arms made it difficult. She had stupidly gotten carried away with hand to hand combat, and now she found herself stuck somewhere in the city, surrounded by these mercenaries. It wasn’t the worst odds, but she certainly didn’t care for them.

The motion tracker on her armor told her even more contacts would be arriving, and she eyed the trandoshan above her preparing what seemed to be a vibro-staff to drive into her.

That of which inform her it was time to stop screwing around. So she did just that. While her arms might have been trapped, it didn’t stop the wrist rockets in her knees and cuff from going off.

In the span of two seconds, Yuna freed herself, and redecorated the room, slowly grunting as she tries to ignore the ringing in her ears and the gore that coated her armor.

“Viper One, I’ve lost contact. Where the hell is everyone?”

Her voice would be heard over comms, probably to the announce of the others.
Kandosii Ka'rta
Leenic Ellsil
Tae'l Vizsla Tan'yill Vizsla

 

[Leenic Ellsil]

Kandosii Ka'rta Tae'l Vizsla Aloy Vizsla Tan'yill Vizsla

Leenic smiled as both Tae'l and Aloy replied in the affirmative to his half-joking question, rolling out his neck in anticipation of the inevitable shootout that the group of Mandalorians were about to step into. As they stepped through the threshold and into the large, seemingly empty, room Leenic's finger naturally found its way onto the trigger of his blaster, lightly depressing it to reduce the amount of time it would take him to get a shot off should an ambush occur.

Unfortunately, a duelist's grip wasn't nearly enough to keep him ready.

"Keep your eyes open, Mandalorians... we're walking into an-"

The man drops dead in an instant, an arrow lodged into his skull as a Trandoshan revealed themselves from a nearby balcony. Others began to storm the lower levels from various doorways or by leaping from the next floor onto the Kotai enforcers, one even scoring a Mandalorian kill by dropping down with a Ryyk blade

"Son of a-" Leenic started, getting cut off as several arrows and blaster rounds hit both his head and chest, knocking him down onto his back as he let a blaster shot fly wildly into a nearby wall out of pure shock. "Karabast....I'm gonna skin whoever just shot me and hang you on my wall!"

Quickly firing another shot into an exposed Trandoshan's head and using his jetpack to boost himself behind cover, Leenic pulled himself to his feet and sent a few more blaster bolts downrange to try and give the others a bit less pressure on them.

"Everyone stay behind me for a sec, gonna do something to push them off of us!" Leenic yelled into his comm before jetting up to get a higher vantage point. Hopfeully everyone listened. He thought, sticking out his right hand as another few arrows bounced off his armor. Focusing solely on the balcony for a moment, Leenic reached out with the force and pulled it down from underneath the squadron of soldiers using it to snipe the others. Opening his eyes as he heard their yells of surprise and the loud crashing as metal hit the dirt Leenic gave the few that survived the fall a few shots to secure their deaths.

"Balcony is clear! Give 'em hell Mando's!"

“Viper One, I’ve lost contact. Where the hell is everyone?”

Her voice would be heard over comms, probably to the announce of the others.

Leenic paused as he heard Yuna's voice over his comms, frowning slightly before landing behind a pile of boxes for cover.

"Still alive Westwind?" He replied, ducking slightly as an arrow bounced off the crate above him. "We're leading the assault on the main compound now, not sure if we can send anyone to help out with how hectic it is."

 

[Tae'l Vizsla]

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Aloy Vizsla Kandosii Ka'rta

Tae'l forcibly grabbed the Trandoshan archer with her crushgaunt, slamming him into the wall and choking him out even as other warriors flocked to save him from the Mandalorian's clutches. This would hopefully give Leenic Ellsil a small break and time to focus on other targets, assuming something else hadn't pinned him down after.

A few shots bounced off her pauldron or dissipated against the armorweave, but it was a Trandshan blade that diverted her attention as it entered her peripherals, causing her to suddenly turn at an angle to absorb the brunt of the attack with her breastplate, though the razor sharp blade had slightly punctured her side before the maneuver was complete.

Grunting in pain as sparks flew off her armor, she was able to deflect the following blow with her personal shield before finally throwing the archer aside, skewering him on his ally's own blade in the process.

With her foe preoccupied now and her hand free, The Golden Gun came out to play, quickly acquiring a lock on all of her foes as she unleashed a storm of rapid blaster fire that seemed to seek out prey on it's own.

Thankfully, Tan'yill Vizsla had already dispatched the other foes in this section, effectively stopping the ambush in it's tracks.

“Viper One, I’ve lost contact. Where the hell is everyone?”

Katyusha Jarko voice drew her away from the distant sounds of battle below as she opened her communicator, turning to cover a nearby stairwell while awaiting new orders.

<<"Actual reads you: Viper is hitting second floor, where you? do you need assistance, Over?">>

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[Tan'yill Vizsla]

"Watch that balcony and keep pushing. Don't let them catch you in tight spaces"

As the man fell to the ground in front of her, specks of his still warm blood ever so slowly started to create streaks down the face of the buy'c, Tan'yill picked up her wifes words on the intercom. She put away the blades and were ready to go for ranged battle again, before more mercenaries revealed themselves and advanced on the Riduur'alor and Kotai's soldiers trying to break up the ambush.

Through the HUD in the buy'c, she focused on the first and closest one aiming a blaster at her, who were swiftly immobilized taken to the ground by the use of the whipcord launcher. The next fool charged at her with vibroknucklers, only pouring fuel on the former streetfighters rage. A short breath of air later and with the help of the rocket boots, she were in the air and greeted him with two very hard soles to the chest. The man flew backwards and landed on his back, sipping for air. With firm steps, Tan closed the distance between them as Kotai's soldiers made short work of the immobilized man next to them and fought the rest of the advancing mercenary and trandoshan forces.

''Foolish idiot! I don't have the time I need to thoroughly enjoy breaking every bone in your body, and listen to your pleads, all until I break the last single one...'' she said in about the most callous voice imagineable, merely being an inch from his face having a firm grip around his collar. He would probably see his own reflection in the t-visor, in between the specks of blood that was. ''Consider this a mercy...'' she added, before drawing one of the twin blasters and made the enemy forces one man short.

When she stood up and turned around, her eyes became bigger as she saw Leenic Ellsil taking the high ground and proceeded to use his force abilities on the danger spot called out by Aloy. Impressive, indeed. If they, Aloy and Tan'yill, ever did need to have something done without being able to do it themselves, Ellsil was probably one of the most safe and reliable options... She'll make sure to remember that.

"Everyone stay behind me for a sec, gonna do something to push them off of us!"

With the balcony down, and the ambush on the first floor pretty much split up in small remaining pockets, it was time to regroup. Firstly, Tan's now burning yellow gaze searched through the t-visor for their daughter, who she found sprawlingly alive and dangerously wielding that precious golden gun. Secondly, she jogged over to Aloy at the front lines, and in the middle of all raw, ruthless killing, laid a soft and lovingly hand on her shoulder to let her know that their family were okay. An odd and intricate contrast only they understood.

She heard the others answering the member of House of Westwind that had joined them today, and exchanged glances with Aloy how she wanted to proceed not when they seemed to have secured the first floor. If Yuna was hurt and overrun, she would definitely need help, and Vizsla's didn't leave a fellow Mandalorian fighting for the same cause behind.

Aloy Vizsla , Tae'l Vizsla , Katyusha Jarko , Kandosii Ka'rta , Grrh'orruk'rruk​