OOC Thread
OOC Information: Welcome to the kick-off thread for the Return to Mandalore series. This thread is open to anyone who wants to hop on in, with those Mandalorians joining having answered a long-range hail from Ars Dagon, to return and explore the old homeworld!
OOC Information: Welcome to the kick-off thread for the Return to Mandalore series. This thread is open to anyone who wants to hop on in, with those Mandalorians joining having answered a long-range hail from Ars Dagon, to return and explore the old homeworld!
A transmission had been sent out over an old Mandalorian frequency. Spreading far and wide, a few of those still tuning into that ancient frequency had answered the call. From across the Galaxy, homesick Mandalorians headed for the rendevous point set in the message, there to seek answers as to their heritage, and to understand what had become of their people. However, Mandalore has changed in the years since the war, and new forces have settled, pirates, raiders, criminals - whilst further afield, there are those forces at large in the galaxy, who may turn their attention to the planet in the hopes of unlocking its secrets.
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Mandalore. The homeworld was a place that Ars Dagon had never expected he would ever be able to set foot on, and yet here he was. He had been here now for some time, some few miles south of one of the old dome-cities that dotted the surface of the planet, having touched down in his Firespray 31 a few days past, near the rendevous point set in his message. Here's hoping anyone actually answers, he mused to himself as he walked down the docking ramp and onto the sandy surface of the world.
His armour, with the usual attachments, looked perfectly in keeping with is surroundings, the ancestral home of the people that had seen it forged, the Mandalorians. In keeping with the 'Way of the Mandalore' a practice under which he had been raised, he was armed for trouble, a R-799 Micro Missile Gun stowed in his left hip holster, with a DL-18 Pistol on the right hip. A vibro-knife was stowed in his left boot, whilst a utility belt with a commlink, computer spike and medpack topped off the arsenal, and an EE-3 Blaster Carbine clasped in his hands as he surveyed his surroundings.
In the coming days, he hoped to see others of his calling respond to his muster, and with them at his side, Dagon could delve into the City before him, now long since abandoned, and see what secrets it contained locked deep within.
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