Ask The Family of Honor

[Janus Rook]

Corellia
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Mandalorian's are a dying breed, slowly we return to some prominence but our numbers still far fewer then what they once were. Mandalorian's haven't been a large group in many years, and the talk of old honors and glories while still remembered by those that never lived it still linger on those that remember the way. Even if my time is mostly spent away from my clan, I still live by its codes and traditions. For it is how I repay their generosity. Which was why hearing of Mandalorian's on Corellia I had flew as fast as I could to see if the rumors were true. The one good thing about being a ranger was that you could bend certain rules if it meant you were out trying to do your job. For this excuse was going to use Mandalorian's usually attract trouble so needed to make sure that wasn't the case. Some might call that prejudice against Mandalorian's but I was one so not sure how well that would work.

Getting a landing pad wasn't difficult considering Corellia was just a whole for trade and travel they had made as much room as possible to land on the world. After landing I kept my rifle on the ship and locked it up. I wasn't here to pick a fight but rather make sure the rumors were true. Plus my suit was a weapon itself and my pistol was more then enough if anything came up. I walked to the nearest bar hoping to get some hint at where the rumored Mandalorian's were. The place was a waste and only pointed deeper in the city if I wanted to find them. Not a place nor if the rumor was even true just a general go further in.

This is why I hated investigations, never any straight answers and to many people hiding how much they knew. After spending a number of hours on numerous areas that might draw a Mandalorian, I settled on a bar that was considerably more seeder and full of rough individuals. My entrance made many turned to face me before retreating deeper into their mugs. I could only been seen as a Mandalorian not a Sector Ranger so I was safe from the knife in the back for being a lawman.

Walking up to the bar and taking a sit, I tried to let the somewhat relaxed atmosphere calm me down. The bartender knew well enough to wait for me to call for him and in that silence I resided myself into knowing these rumors were just that.

@Timmen @Kenico

 

[Dolworth]

Dolworth was checking his gear on the Raza. He was there mostly for resupply, and for any jobs he could take since the bounty boards had not brought any worth prospects to his attention. He sighed as he looked at Dusty and chuckled, "You sure you can watch the ship while I'm town?" he asked as he locked his AC280 in its locker. The droid chirped a bit at his question, Dusty's remark made Dol laugh as he slid his helmet on and holster both DL-44s. He looked over at the airlock and nodded to Dusty, the droid clicking a bit before the main hatch opened. Dol went through the process of going through the airlock, moving passed the gun wells and onto the port side hatch. It whooshed open and he dropped onto concrete below as he heard the ship close and lock down behind him. He gave a sigh as he turned, throwing a cloak over his armor and weapons and he made his way to the seediest parts of Coronet City. They were unsavory, and if you weren't careful you'd get a vibroblade into your back. But if you were hungry enough for a job, they were high paying and didn't mind if you were not so subtle in your work....

@Timmen @Richie B.

 

[Adenn Rytt]

Rytt kept his Hand on his beskad and the other on his wallet as he passed the mobs of Corellians. some gave looks, others stepped out of the way; Adenn Ignored them all, He was excited to meet up with his vod, Dolworth. Etr walked beside him, shaking his head silently befor finally speaking;
"You ever get the feeling like we just keep going to these cantinas to get into gun fights?"
Adenn sighed
",No Its just been-"
"A run of bad luck? Come on Adenn, its like someone is Litterally messing with us! We cant go into one of these places without smelling like tabana gas. Maybe we should just sit this one out, get caf. Caf never Blasted anyone! and I could get one of those nice Fruit filled pastries... thatd be nice."
Etr Ranted... he had made his dislike for Cantinas known ever since the Tatooine incident.
"I promise, We will not have any trouble. in and out, 20 minutes, half an hour tops." he insisted. the boy relented
"I have a bad feeling about this."

 

[Janus Rook]

As time went on I figured that best to get perhaps a booth someplace to eat and drink without letting others see me under my helmet. Turning into the tavern I could see a few of such booths that were meant to have private conversations without anyone allowed to look at who was inside it. Yet it seemed many were taken and I am sure that it was a luxury that had to be paid for. Which with my budget wasn't out of reach.

"Bartender how much for one of those booths." My voice wasn't loud but most people who knew how to pay attention would know it was I who said that.

"Oi, it just 5 credits. But no funny business in those booths. It ain't self cleaning." The man couldn't see it but my eyebrows shot up, did he actually take me for a man who was into such vulgar things?

"Understood." I took out five credits and placed it on the bar, which the older Twi'lek man took.

He walked down towards the booths that were open. Most likely the man didn't want me walking into one that was 'unclean' I would definitely leave a bad review of the place if that was the case. Hell even if I had the best clean booth, that fact that it was a concern in the first place made me wish not to get into one of them. I wasn't soft like that, but I rather not have to clean up my armor and have it go through a wash a dozen times before I was sure my second skin was clean. Which was how I treated my armor as the second skin, something the clan had beat into me. Looking around still no Mandalorian's maybe there weren't any on this world, funny enough finding another Mandalorian outside of a clan hideout was such a rare thing that I can't remember ever seeing one outside of my clan. I waited for the bartender to get back to me with the booth situation while I tried to imagine how life was like back with my clan.

 

[Dolworth]

Dolworth began looking through the various vendors, looking for some work, but ultimately the boards were dry of work.

Solus be busiest me'suum o'r e'yar'aor, bal va a te'mretidiye bora gurire! par a ad'ika emuurir ni! [One of the busiest planets in the core, and not a freaking job offer for a guy like me!]

Dol looked up to see a bar, rolling his eyes and deciding to grab a drink before he would go get supplies and move onto the next system. He entered the cantina, taking a seat and asking for a drink.

“Gedet'ye dir tekru, rala nayc bu'ceva ohira vaal Ni cuyir atba'a'yu a pirur. Inu'u'rkun.[Please gods above, let no trouble start while I’m getting a drink. Amen.]”

 

[Etr Wyara]

Etr sighed walking into the cantina, no horrendously ugly Trandoshans, nor rotary cannon weilding gangsters, just a few scumbags in what would otherwise be the most boring cantina inthe galaxy... he followed after Adenn and even spotted Dol.
"Dolworth! Hey! over here!"
he quickly rushed over to his friend, beginning to catch up with him.

 

[Adenn Rytt]

Adenn scanned the Cantina, He had noticed some bad looking eggs but over all, Nothing incredibly dangerous.

"Id like to get a booth, please."
he said, sliding the credits towards the toydarian at the counter. the watto looked back, Furrowing his brow.
"Like local laws arent bad enough now im getting mandos filling up the place! Listen you, Your Friend already bought A booth. I suggest you go to Sit with him. Ive got only so many booths."

Adenn frowned,,
"my friend? you mean that guy?"
he pointed at Dolworth. The Toydarian shook his head.
"no, It wasnt him, another guy, Tall Mando, Grey and crimson armor... Like you dont know."
the bartender pointed to a booth in the back, continuing to frown. Adenn Looked over at Dolworth;
"gar aya'na ol'averde? Aruetii sirbur ogir a'uym Mando olar."
[you expecting company. the Aruetii says theres another Mandalorian here?]

 

[Janus Rook]

When I was finally allowed into my booth I heard the door of the bar open several times, and voices raising in response. Sounded like some friends came in and were now talking. One of the voices were a bit young almost a child's voice really. But none of that really interested me. I was thinking to figure out if this place was worth drinking or eating at, having made the trip this far at least I should get some alcohol in me. Not that I was on the clock so there shouldn't be anything wrong about it.

Opening the booth up to ask for some drinks and food, I noticed two Mandalorian's by the bar standing so close that it took me a second to believe my luck. Two whole Mandalorian's and what I could assume to be a foundling too. My luck might finally be kicking in.

"Brothers ni ganar found gar." I walked up from out of the booth and started headed to my extended family.
[Brothers I have found you.]

Even if I had no relations with them the fact they followed the same code and honor as myself made us family that blood couldn't deny. But the announcement was loud and many within the bar which was used to certain people didn't like newcomers disturbing their place.

 

[Dolworth]

Dolworth turned to find Adenn and Etr coming up to him, surprised to find them so close to the core, "I thought you never would come this far in Vod." he said over a private comm, looking at Adenn. Before his vod could respond another Mandalorian came forward. Dolworth didn't immediately put his hand on his weapon, keeping his cool and trying his damnedest not to start another gunfight. He simply drew in a breath and clicked so that the new Mandalorian could hear him...

"Do we...know you Vod?" he asked, trying to decern which clan this one belonged to...if he were a true Mandalorian...

 

[Adenn Rytt]

Adenn could feel Dol's tension as the mandalorian approached. it was enough to feed into Adenn's own paranoia but he felt like this new man wasnt in for a fight.
"Vod."
he said, giving a nod to Janus. he rested his hand comfortably on his Beskad, the usual gesture, and assumed a straightened posture.
"Your accents a little funny, it was a tad hard to to understand a couple words. You must be a newer leaner of Mando'a."
he held out a hand, signaling the man to halt where he was.
"Now, a Mandalorian is always a Vod to me, as with my companions but Youve put us on edge. My Foundling is with us so id have to ask you to stay slightly distant and answer me,
meg ha'yr cuyir gar teh? [what clan are you from?]
and why are you out here in your own so close to the core?"

 

[Janus Rook]

The excitement in me quietly died seeing his fellow Mandalorian's give him a rather cold response. Had I done something to do that or was their experiences a bit different from mine? I hadn't had much of a chance to see my fellow Mandalorian's since joining the Sector Ranger so maybe my over-excitement put them on edge. It made sense and I am sure I would have a similar reaction if the roles had be reversed. Time to do damage control.

"No you wouldn't know me Vod. I have been away from my clan for quiet sometime in fact. Haven't the need for Mando'a in the Core." Hearing his request though I felt my temper raise a slightly.

Did he seriously asked me to take a step back cause the Foundling might be frightened? But guess I didn't know them so it might be for the best regardless, so I did take a step back though my anger hadn't been beaten down.

"Rook. I work with the Rangers." I waited for their response, I knew my own clan was surprised by my choices of career, but it was a honorable one.

If these two took issue with it, then definitely going to be a few problems for them. Not that I would do anything to actually hurt them but I would not be questioned on this nor do I feel like I should be treated in such a manner by those that by honor were a part of my family.

 

[Dolworth]

Dolworth heard the man say he was from clan Rook...and was a SecRan. Dol mustered every muscle in his body to make sudden movements, just simply stood there. He wasn't pissed that a Mandalorian was a Ranger. In fact that just boosted their rep from being more than thugs with guns...gave the Mandalorians a bit of respectability back...it was the fact that he had a run in with SecRan on the Wheel and the last thing he wanted was to get into a snag with them again.

"Clan Rook?" stated Dolworth, "Good Breed, good standing, and your accent finally makes sense no offense" he said calmly, hoping Adenn and Etr followed the party line. The last thing they wanted was a fight between Vod...and bounty hunters and a SecRan....

"Care for a drink Rook? I won't mind buying." he said as he attempted to calm himself.

 

[Adenn Rytt]

"heh, tahyur chaaj"
[heh, a sector Ranger.]
Adenn relaxed his hand from the hilt if his sword, Hed seen another Rook on Mandalore some time back.
"Clan rooks good people. Ive always found them noble. I fought alongside a clansman before... Roland Rook I believe. I offer my apologies for my mistreatment of you, Sir. your clan deserves far better for the good image you give our people."
He eased himself now, clearly displaying a less tense and more relaxed posture. he shook his head in embarrassment.
"I am Adenn Rytt."

 

[Etr Wyara]

Etr gave a really big sigh of relief at the de-escalation. he hadn't seen the Mandalorian as any kind of a Threat but when Adenn got aggressive he nearly soiled himself and made ready to leap behind the counter.
"Well im just glad we didnt get into another gun fight!"
he said, half joking.
"Meeting another Mandalorian out this far beats caf by a mile."
he immediately moved forward, offering his hand to Janus.
"Im Etr. Etr Rytt! Thank you for not shooting at us!"
he said with a big toothy grin.

 

[Janus Rook]

The anger in me slowly began to turn into frustration. One that only family could cause, as I began to realize why I got into so many fights with my own clan. Any act close to aggression was met with aggression even if the person only meant to convey happiness or sorrow. Still it was good to see his extended family despite it all. Looking to the man whose voice sounded like a breaking wall holding back his anger, though don't know why he would be mad at me so going to assume it is something else.

"Yes to the drink, Vod." Listening to the other Mandalorian I learned his name was Adenn from clan Rytt, and the kid was called Etr but I hadn't learned the other Mandalorian name.

"No worried kid, I am not one to pick a fight needlessly." Looking to the young man and shaking his hand, the young man made a joke about bar fights and a small chuckle came out of my throat.

"Should I be worried about these two starting a fight?" My face was still pointed at the kid, sure might be a rude questions and my voice came off more neutral devoid of emotions rather then joking but I figured it was just evening the score after their rather rough first impression with me.

 

[Dolworth]

Dolworth chuckled as he ordered drinks, "On the contrary Vod-" Suddenly, Etr, Dolworth, and Adenn spotted a couple of peeps pushing each other back and forth. If the Rook was keen eyed, he would notice all three slowly sliding their hands towards their pistols. He didn't need to see the faces of the older Mandalorians but Etr's face would have been the same: Nervous Apprehension. As if waiting for something bad to go down and were preparing to respond.

However, the pushing stopped, and the two people reconciled, laughed, and went back to their drinks. The trio let out a collective sigh of relief, slowly pulling their hands away from their guns and going back to talking to the Ranger, "What was I saying again?" asked Dolworth to himself, "Oh Yes! We were saying we are actually trying to Avoid a fight. Just a good drink before we move on." he said as he grabbed a couple tankards of ale from the barkeep, handing one off to Rook, "Names Dolworth by the Way." he said clanking the tankards together, "About that booth? I'm kind of itching to drink!" he said, his mood more jovial now that the tension was abated...

 

[Etr Wyara]

Etr laughed
"Well being Mandalorians isnt much of a safe thing. eveybody with a blaster and a hand to use it seems to wanna start a shootout in hopes of scoring a trophy. i think weve gotten into at least three-er- no four in the last few months."
he turned to Dol who was suggesting the booth and had already gotten the drinks.
"Yeah! that sounds good! let's drink!"
he exclaimed, the drinking was probably the only decent part of being in cantinas and even then he rarely ever got to enjoy it. He would follow the men to the booth

 

[Adenn Rytt]

Adenn Remained somewhat quiet, still somewhat ashamed of his mistreatment of this Mandalorian, he was not overly suspicious of any met so far and yet this one... he treated differently. contemplated on that for a few minutes into their conversations. Etr seemed to go on and on about their adventures on Dantooine, Clan Rytt being founded by an Ex-Jedi, The only thing that kept going through Adenn's head was that he didn't actually know this man's name yet.
"You know, vod, I didn't catch your given name, what was it again?"
he asked in between Etr's Stories and spurts of information.

 

[Janus Rook]

Nodding it was understandable that someone would want to pick a fight with a person with a legacy connected to them. It was always about testing of themselves and hoping to come out on top. But I wasn't looking for a fight plus with the number of Mandalorians all here it would be a shock to see someone actually picking that fight. Still hearing that they wanted to go to the booth, I point out to them the one which I came from.

"Come with me." I would lead them to the booth I had bought for myself and unknowingly for the the other Mandalorians that would come.

Once there any drinks they ordered or food would no doubt be brought to us and this way we can keep away from any eyes of those looking to add Mando slayer to their titles.

"Name's Janus." Once sitting down in the booth, I let out a held sigh of relief, it was always troublesome to have a commotion in a middle of a shady bar, far too many fights have happened this way.

Either way though I found the other Mandalorians on this world and I planned on speaking with them about the gossip and knows of my people.

"Tell me is there any news of the clans? Has there been any attempt to reunite on Mandalore?" I am sure I would have heard if something like that was happening but still this was the first time I got to speak with fellow Mandalorian's and hopefully at least I can steer the conversation that route to hopefully bring Mandalore back.

 

[Dolworth]

Dolworth took a seat on the outside, making sure Etr was inside the booth for safety’s sake. After securing themselves and pulling a heavy curtain to conceal them, Dolworth turned towards the Rook called Janus and drew a deep breath.

“No such attempt has been made” responded Dolworth, “and I doubt there will ever be so long as the Mask of Mand’Alor remains lost” he said. They and in time Etr have heard of the legends. The last time that mask was worn it was held by Mand’alor the Mad. It was lost when his kinsmen slew him to end his reign of terror and has now become a thing of legends.

Dolworth chuckled at that as he sipped on his ale, “As for the various tribes I couldn’t say l, only that they are surviving...though I wish it was more than that” Dol lamented....