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(Note that this thread is set up around a duel with Saren and Phil's Mandalore. People should not interfere for the most part.)
Saren stood alone within the mobs of fellow Mandalorians who trotted down the vast stairs that laid before the H.Q. that served Mandalore's center of operations. The place was built like a damn fortress, anything else would've been a smack in the face to the entire culture.
Many of the men and women passing by him bore the symbol of the New Mandalorian forces, declaring their allegiance to one man. Formally he was known to be "The Exalted One", but had later switched it to another title that he felt to be more fitting. To Saren, these titles meant little to nothing. Instead The Exalted One was a mere fool prancing around in his armor, pretending to fill shoes that were never meant for him.
Today he would tear Mandalore's head straight from his shoulders, treating it like a trophy to prove that he was nothing more than pretentious bastard, leading his people down a short road filled with the mangled corpses and torn flags.
"Today your reign comes to an end, Mandalore! I'll show everyone how much of a pitiful bitch you really are! One of us will walk away with a head on their shoulders and the other will be a limp corpse to display who was the better man!"
Saren's voice rang out like the roar of a lion! Many stopped immediately at his declarations, staring at him strangely with both anger and curiosity filling their minds. Much of the security surrounding the area merely called back to inform Mandalore of Saren's small speech. Arresting wasn't something that they did in situations like these, instead it was by customs to allow both sides to meet and discuss what was being said. Even if it meant the two battling it out.
Saren stood alone within the mobs of fellow Mandalorians who trotted down the vast stairs that laid before the H.Q. that served Mandalore's center of operations. The place was built like a damn fortress, anything else would've been a smack in the face to the entire culture.
Many of the men and women passing by him bore the symbol of the New Mandalorian forces, declaring their allegiance to one man. Formally he was known to be "The Exalted One", but had later switched it to another title that he felt to be more fitting. To Saren, these titles meant little to nothing. Instead The Exalted One was a mere fool prancing around in his armor, pretending to fill shoes that were never meant for him.
Today he would tear Mandalore's head straight from his shoulders, treating it like a trophy to prove that he was nothing more than pretentious bastard, leading his people down a short road filled with the mangled corpses and torn flags.
"Today your reign comes to an end, Mandalore! I'll show everyone how much of a pitiful bitch you really are! One of us will walk away with a head on their shoulders and the other will be a limp corpse to display who was the better man!"
Saren's voice rang out like the roar of a lion! Many stopped immediately at his declarations, staring at him strangely with both anger and curiosity filling their minds. Much of the security surrounding the area merely called back to inform Mandalore of Saren's small speech. Arresting wasn't something that they did in situations like these, instead it was by customs to allow both sides to meet and discuss what was being said. Even if it meant the two battling it out.
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