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The name Clovis Lighthawk was something that used to be well known. While Ral himself might not personally know it, a simple database search of his name would yield quick results. Clovis Lighthawk was once a renowned weapons crafter, particularly in swords. There was a time when a Lighthawk blade would cost a fortune. There were some sword collectors out there in the verse that would still know his name and trade, but he'd otherwise been lost to history. Who needed a blade when lightsabers were so readily available or blaster weapons could be bought and sold by the crate-full?
"So, what do you know of my people? What would you like to know?"
"Of your people?" she asked while he helped her into the side seat of the shuttle. "No I have all the information I need on the Mandalorian Dominion. What I'm curious about now is you, Ral Vizla. What makes you tick? What makes you a man? What makes you...you?"
"So, what do you know of my people? What would you like to know?"
"Of your people?" she asked while he helped her into the side seat of the shuttle. "No I have all the information I need on the Mandalorian Dominion. What I'm curious about now is you, Ral Vizla. What makes you tick? What makes you a man? What makes you...you?"