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Fenyang nodded in response to Arthos' command. The boy had some confidence to him it seemed. In time, he would make a fine warrior, a valorous leader of Mandalorians. He couldn't just let himself be outdone. Sticking to the outskirts of the cave, Fenyang did not sprint the moment the stick was...

The rifles of the Death Watch turned towards the Dark Lord as he began to posture. Fenyang regarded him, stifling a chuckle under his mask. This had the makings of a ridiculous situation. And he wouldn't oblige it in the palace of Mandalore, so soon after having restored it. "We're off to a...

Mand'Alor sat upon his throne as the Sith appeared. They were getting too comfortable. While Fenyang had a deal of respect for the Sith, what he felt more deferential to was the power of the Empire. He was still obligated to them, in some ways. Mandalore still remained a barren wasteland, though...

"The leg will heal. The sorcerers' pride were not. A minor wound, compared to such a commanding victory." The victory of Mandalore. With Lothal now under Mandalore's heel, Fenyang felt rootless. Their army would have to consolidate, recover after their victory. The armorers still needed to be...

The remaining two Wookies...surrenedered. Caught completely off guard, and unprepared for such tremendous violence in the first place, they were unwilling to die for whatever strange cause they found themselves in. Each of them roared in their language, as they raised their hands up and got to...

Truth be told, Fenyang wanted rest. After the victory at Lothal, he realized the amount of stress he had wedged onto his shoulders; he saw the true weight that the Mand'Alor bore on their shoulders. Leading his great, stubborn people was an exhausting endeavor. But, it was the greatest calling...

Mandalore hobbled. Both the planet and the man. Mandalore the planet, reduced to ash after millennia of genocide imposed upon them by various iterations of Sith. Now, the Sith were their erstwhile allies. Strange times bore ill tidings. But he had cast his die, and hitched the fate of Mandalore...

Rancor were, indeed, sneaky. In spite of their size, they could accomplish incredible feats of agility. It was likely akin to the Mandillian Giants themselves, who were much more wise and intelligent than much of the galaxy would give them credit for. Perhaps, it also served as a metaphor for...

(OOC: Social! Open to any Mandalorians who are or will be loyal to the Mand'Alor. ) Theme In the aftermath of the Battle of Lothal, Mandalore decided to mark the first successful conquest of the unified Mandalorians in a traditional manner: with a potluck! In spite of his shattered leg, Fenyang...

The Wookies sprung to action as they were attacked. Feral roars emitted from their jaws, they leapt to face their foes. One immediately spring for his bowcaster from his carved-out top bunk in the cave. He flipped over, kneeling, to fire a shot from it at Drak's flame projector, hoping to ignite...

As the fighter careened into the hangar of the transport, Gett'se and Mand'Alor would notice that the interior of the Action VI looked less like any starship they had seen and more like the interior to a lavish temple or church. Ionic columns jutted through the tight corridors of the ship, as...

The white hot pain receded towards a dull, throbbing intensity. It was immensely painful. But it was a different kind of pain, one that could be adjusted to. His hand hand never released his carbine. Years of training had taught him to never surrender his gun. As the Jedi began to tug the...

Resistance to his rule? He had barely considered an organized campaign of resistance after his subjugation. He imagined assassinations, bombings, poison; all the things he had done, dealt, as a Death Watch member. Perhaps his expertise as a terrorist would help him to undermine terrorists within...

There was pain. From his kneeling position, his leg was ripped yet again, dragged out from under him. As he was in full view of the Jedi when he kneeled first, he watched Laeo's hands move when he landed in his kneel. He sprung from his back, left foot, to try to avoid the sorcery, but there was...

The unarmed man had the unfortunate fate of dying twice. It is a fate that has befallen many a warrior - thinking you're dead after getting killed once, only to realize that you actually died again just a little later. Either way, he was down for the count. As the Mandalore began his run, he...

Spear and flame in hand, the pair would begin to stalk the dark tunnels of Concordia. The farther they walked, the more distant the din and chatter of the forges would become, replaced by the echoing sounds of water dripping as the trail spun round the expanse of the cave. As they walked, the...

Most Mandalorians likely would not approve of an assassination. Even fewer would approve of the Sith doing the job clandestinely, slinking through the shadows to kill. But most Mandalorians were not Mand'Alor, burdened to act against enemies before they became enemies. His people would need the...

While the stun bolts distracted Laeo, Fenyang began his charge again towards the man. He held his carbine high with both hands as he ran, leaning forward while moving to shrink his frame again. Fenyang had not expected the Jedi be able to move, let alone roll, with his injured leg; maybe they...

Fenyang was surprised. He had expected pirates or lost civilians, but not some mishmash of peasants armed with strange, archaic weapons. An errant laser musket blast forced him into cover, mostly caused from the shock of seeing a laser musket in the present-day. One of the peasants spotted...

Mandalore remained silent as the trio spoke, considering their words. Mandalorians must be willing to steel their hearts to violence if Mandalore is to rise. The sole focus of his regime was to emblazon those words in the minds of every living Mandalorian. They will be made to see the great pain...