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After centuries of war and repeated bombardment, Mandalore was in dire need of recovery. With the new developments in the galaxy and the 'allies' they now had, ironically from a faction that historically had been the root cause in the first place, this was finally within reach. Of course, that...

Today was several kinds of bewildering so far as Dalair was concerned. Tund was a planet of strange sorcerers that kept to their own tiny corner of the galaxy for all of time. Not only were the newly-spurred Mando'ade interested in the planet, so were the Sith. So they'd decided to... Work...

Whether in the shimmering heat of day or breezy cool of night, Dalair lately had found himself working to bring the Citadel's forges up to his specifications. Neglect had been clear all over the building and the armorer's workshop was no exception. Floors were swept of sand and metal shavings...

Concord Dawn was a well-known gathering place of Mandalorians of all kinds and clans, the varied terrain across its surface dotted with townships and encampments. It was also helpful for being one of the few planets in the sector not either hostile to life or outright glassed. Even Kalavela was...

Approaching Lothal, the Ca'tra Guroa burned through the atmosphere toward a wide stretch of grassy plains. The blades wafted to-and-fro from the freighter's passage overhead, the sight of meadows drawing its pilot's gaze to sweep over it all. He'd never seen such things on Mandalore itself...

The Citadel, Mandalore Ever since a moot where a certain member of the Orar'da'yadr had gone through their usual cycle of backing down from a challenge and making generally poor decisions, The Citadel had become an asset of clan Solus. Today, Dalair had landed the Ca'tra Guroa to work on...