Narir Solus
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
- Messages
- 214
- Reaction score
- 64
Bandomeer had become tense over the last several decades. The formerly heavily agricultural world was slowly being taken over by mining companies that had interests that ran directly contrary to many of the locals whose families had been farming this land for generations. In most of the cases, the mining companies took over the farms in a slow but sure process as the farmers were paid enough to close up their farm, move off their land, and either start up somewhere new or retire altogether. It was a win-win, but that wasn't the case with everyone.
Some of these farmers were determined - even stubborn to a point Narir could respect - and refused to give up their ancestral homes. But the veins of ore didn't move, and if the farmers wouldn't move either, there became an impasse. At this point was where the underhanded dealings began. Some of the more diabolical mining companies would find ways to "convince" the farmers to leave. That was the situation Narir and Leandros found themselves in. One of the local farmers had had a quarter of his crops burned, his son was assailed by masked bandits, and several of his animals had been killed. Everyone knew it was the miners, but there wasn't any proof.
Enter the badgers. Narir had set up shop in one of the barns for the last two days, waiting for the next attack. The miners weren't real fighters, they were cowards, and that meant that the pair of Mandalorians shouldn't have too much trouble when the time came to slug it out with them.
The barn wasn't the most comfortable place, but it gave Narir's badger - Atin - space to run around and stay away from the farmers. The Mandalorian decided that if this turned into a tracking situation, the badger might come in useful if they tried to run. In the meantime, Narir pulled out a deck of cards. Sabaac? he asked his fellow Mandalorian, sitting down at their makeshift to burn some more time. The sun was going down, which he guessed would mean the attackers would be coming soon. @Painus
Some of these farmers were determined - even stubborn to a point Narir could respect - and refused to give up their ancestral homes. But the veins of ore didn't move, and if the farmers wouldn't move either, there became an impasse. At this point was where the underhanded dealings began. Some of the more diabolical mining companies would find ways to "convince" the farmers to leave. That was the situation Narir and Leandros found themselves in. One of the local farmers had had a quarter of his crops burned, his son was assailed by masked bandits, and several of his animals had been killed. Everyone knew it was the miners, but there wasn't any proof.
Enter the badgers. Narir had set up shop in one of the barns for the last two days, waiting for the next attack. The miners weren't real fighters, they were cowards, and that meant that the pair of Mandalorians shouldn't have too much trouble when the time came to slug it out with them.
The barn wasn't the most comfortable place, but it gave Narir's badger - Atin - space to run around and stay away from the farmers. The Mandalorian decided that if this turned into a tracking situation, the badger might come in useful if they tried to run. In the meantime, Narir pulled out a deck of cards. Sabaac? he asked his fellow Mandalorian, sitting down at their makeshift to burn some more time. The sun was going down, which he guessed would mean the attackers would be coming soon. @Painus