Sisk_Renelo
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Sisk shook his head in a n exaggerated motion, the only way to convey it across the transmission. "So we have no blueprints, no layout info except 'it's a maze', and no real idea against the opposition we might encounter. Osik. N'ganar dush aalar baatir ibic. We're willing to fight for this, but I will not send my verde to die because we have no intel." He would stand firm in this. Mandalorians were warriors, but they weren't crazy. No intel was almost worse than bad intel, but both of them got people killed.
Sisk used the HUD to look around the room, almost every Mando there was nodding in agreement. It was one thing to die for a good cause, it was another to die because you didn't know what you were getting into. "I need a layout, possible enemy strength, strength estimates of anti-fleet emplacements, and most importantly, I need to know exactly how far along this ritual might have progressed." With a careful motion, Sisk made a subtle wave to one of his officers, and the man began to pull up as many reports as possible on possible configurations. "I've sent a missive to the Darasuum Tor. It will be at the coordinates in 9 hours."
Sisk used the HUD to look around the room, almost every Mando there was nodding in agreement. It was one thing to die for a good cause, it was another to die because you didn't know what you were getting into. "I need a layout, possible enemy strength, strength estimates of anti-fleet emplacements, and most importantly, I need to know exactly how far along this ritual might have progressed." With a careful motion, Sisk made a subtle wave to one of his officers, and the man began to pull up as many reports as possible on possible configurations. "I've sent a missive to the Darasuum Tor. It will be at the coordinates in 9 hours."