Kotii stood aboard the Werda Kom'rk, arms crossed in front of him. His right hand however, held a thin cylinder that smoothly rotated between his fingers. The contents of the code cylinder had already been sliced after a lengthy bit of effort. But now a surprising bit of information had been kept, the kind that the Alor couldn't turn down. The man hoped that 'Wolf' would be joining this operation. After all it was the two of them that had apprehended a bounty which had led to this. There were other members of House Solus the young Alor was stilling aiming to work with.
<"Thank you for coming, brothers and sisters."> He addressed those onboard the multi-role starfighter as well as those in their own ships watching and listening. The transport's interior was large enough to easily carry a dozen members of House Solus. Each of them were wearing the signature red and black armor with some sporting three claw markings across mythosaur skulls as well as badger sigils.
Fresh painted plates and carboned scored alike reflected the blueish glow of the holo-projection in the compartment. It presented a world they were approaching with a waypoint on its surface as well as the current representation of the Mandalorian's future location. The projector also captured Kotii's figure from the torso up to the two other House Solus transports as well as any Mandalorians in their own ships watching on their communication projectors. Today he had replaced the two dart launchers he used for bounty hunting and went with a jetpack and accompanying missile launcher.
<"Some of you may be familiar with the Archaic Arsenal on Ordo. A long time ago many cultural artifacts were stolen from that location. This was not the first time we have had our regalia taken from us and would not be the last. But there is a possibility that we can regain what is rightfully ours on Savareen.">
<"Corpse robbers, petty thieves, criminals and the scum of the galaxy may be ever present in this galaxy. But today they'll know what happens when you steal from one of us, if there are any around."> The man spoke like this because he had sliced into the code cylinder in his hands. Knowing that replicating the key or altering the code would have their fair risks, the Mandalorian had simply opted for reading the information and nothing else. The rest he had done was calculate what the coded key could unlock.
<"This code cylinder registers to a vault, or rather a door system in the tunnels located deep in the mountains on Savareen's surface. Dryden Vos was known to visit here and have his ship make pit stops to harass the locals. His ship, the First Light, housed artifacts like a museum or trophy room. He was the previous owner and a known member of the Crymorah Syndicate. Once we enter the atmosphere we'll do closer scans at what was probably his secret stash and take out any defenses that might be left.">
It may be stacks of Beskar, it could be the scraps of a rally master for all Kotii knew. But locked away in a vault in mountains of Savareen there was something that belongs to someone that took from his people and himself. So Kotii would take everything from them. That was the Solus way. That was the Badger way. That was his way.
@Killa Ree @Orbit @Scoobert @Rhogar @Logan @Forsythe Crowholde good intel