Ra Vizsla
The Undying
E C H O Y' L A
A messenger arrived on the capitol of Echoy'la, via a B-wing starfighter.
His face was scarred.
His eyes were bright blue.
His face was menacing.
The messenger continued forth. The guards raised their hands to stop him at the spaceport.
A flash of gold.
The Seal of Mand'alor Ra.
After the re-emergence of the Clans and their alliance with the former Empire,
the Seal now held some weight.
Behind the messenger,
two Mandalorian Protectors pushed a repulsorlift cart.
It carried a unmarked crate.
It was scanned.
Nothing of note.
The three Mandalorian Clans members made their way through the spaceport and into a designated transport.
They headed for the palace and quarters of the Warmaster of the Clans, Alor of Clan Verd, and leader of the Mandalorian Crusaders, [member="Isley Verd"].
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Upon arriving at the palace, the messenger approached the city guards.
They had parked the crate before the behemoth doors.
The messenger handed the guards a simple parchment.
Such an outdated, crude method of communication.
"For the Warmaster's eyes only," he said.
The messenger and his two cohorts slowly walked back to the transport and left.
The parchment bared the Seal of Ra.
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Upon the Warmaster's eventual opening of the parchment, he would read:
Isley,
Competition drives us
There is honor to be found in that
But we are blood
Blood of my blood
Brother
Kinsman
Family
I return to you what was once lost
Return to me what we have lost
-Ra
In the crate, a crystal contianer sat with a golden lock and a golden key.
