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Post by Deleted on May 27, 2019 19:59:34 GMT -8
Torin smiles when Galaar proposes that the raid extends to Sienar Fleet System's planetside headquarters, chuckling after a pause in which he weighs the Mand'alor's instructions that the raids be of the quiet variety, conducted by small teams, against the gains that Galaar has correctly pointed out would be made for the Mando'ade as a whole should they successfully acquire the resources and technology that lay waiting for them in Lianna's shipyards and at Sienar Fleet System's headquarters. Quiet and small are, after all, relative qualities.
"Well, Torin says, a predatory glint in his eyes, if we are going to do it, we may as well do it as thoroughly as we can, hadn't we? Nodding, he rests his chin atop the knuckles of his right fist, telling Galaar, I can ensure that there are ships with ample cargo capacity included in my fleet compliment, along with escort ships to make sure they reach Seinar's headquarters unmolested, and a force large enough to provide security for the ships while the raid on Seinar is underway and when the spoils are being loaded. Lifting the index finger of his right hand to tap the side of his jaw, Torin says, And if you think the Protectors could use some support either at Sienar or the shipyards, say the word and they will have it."
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Post by Galaar Vhett on Jun 13, 2019 18:48:33 GMT -8
Galaar was pleased to hear the words of Torin Bralor. He was on board for this mission and thoroughly understood the need to be thorough with this raid. The vast resources that were sitting upon Lianna should not be overlooked and everything possible should be done to acquire them for the Assembly's usage.
The Mandalorian Protectors would be honored to fight alongside the warriors of Clan Bralor, Torin.
The Aliit'ator then picks up his helmet and puts it over his head.
I shall return to Concord Dawn to ready my fleet and soldiers for battle. Let us meet over Mandalore before commencing the raid.
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Post by Deleted on Jun 24, 2019 12:19:04 GMT -8
Nodding when Galaar has indicated that he would welcome the offered support of Clan Bralor's warriors as well, Torin stands when Fett's actions indicate that their meeting has reached it's end, "Oya! Until we meet over Manda'yaim then, k'oyacyi."
After Galaar has departed to make his preparations, Torin sets himself to the task of doing the same, sending word to the members of Clan Bralor that will be participating in the impending raid to ready their ships and men for the task ahead.
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Post by Telarial Bralor on May 23, 2021 18:38:30 GMT -8
*Telarial Bralor returned to her father's home in the heart of Norg Bral. Feeling a bit nervous, she took a deep breath and entered her home without knocking.*
"BUIR! I'M HOME! BUIR?!"
*Eyebrows quirking in confusion, Telarial began a very thorough search of Faelan's abode when an empty silence greeted her ears. It appeared that Eimhin, Raine, Lorcan, Faelan, and Racheal Bralor...her entire family was missing. Feeling a slight panic she searched room by room, feeling tears welling up in her eyes. It was not like her family to just disappear without telling her! When she circled back around to the kitchen, she breathed a sigh of relief when her sharp eyes landed on a hand-written note, the note now covered with a thin layer of dust, further proving that all occupants were indeed, currently absent. Her eyes softened when she recognized her buir's handwriting.*
NOTE:
"Ad'ika, please forgive me for leaving a note, rather than telling you in person.
My brother, your uncle Lorcan, along with little Eimhin and Raine, have gone on a long hunt on Tatooine. They want a Kryt Dragon Pearl in order to fashion Raine a beskar vibrosword hilt and to complete Raine's verd'goten. Torin and myself have been called away by the Mand'alor to war.
In my absence, my dear ad'ika...Torin and I have both agreed to leave leadership of the Bralor Clan to you, until we return. I love you, Telarial. Never forget how much I do. Do not doubt yourself. You are ready to step up as Alor.
Until we meet again ad'ika...stay strong."
-Your Buir, Faelan Bralor
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Post by Harini Bralor on May 10, 2022 12:53:21 GMT -8
While her days when her traat'aliit is not on active duty are less regimented than when they are activated and not on the battlefield, Harini Bralor always finds herself establishing something resembling a routine that incorporates many of the activities and patterns of her life while on active duty all the same. While working, when her squadron is inactive, as a chef or occasionally at the front desk in the Yaim Be'chaaj teh Yaim, a 12 room hotel and tapcafe in Norg Bral, Harini wakes early enough each day to do cardio and strength exercises, as well as finding time to practice her piloting and soldiering skills when time and opportunity are available for her to do so. Her squadron, when inactive as they are at present, also gets together for training at least one weekend per month to ensure their skills and unit cohesion remain sharp.
Her adoptive buir, Zdzislaw Bralor, who owns the Yaim Be'chaaj teh Yaim with his wife, Nomusa, is undoubtedly, Harini suspects, the primary reason that she finds a certain amount of predictability comforting. Zdzislaw, often called simply Zee as most find his unique name unpronounceable, leads the 9 member long-range reconnaissance squadron Harini also serves in, and has always been a firm believer in the value of structure and routine in all aspects of life, a quality he has instilled in all of his children, which include his 5 birth daughters in addition to Harini herself. Zee's eldest daughter, Kahina, is married and, employed like her spouse by MandalMotors in Keldabe, the only one of his children so far to have moved out of the family home.
Recently returned from active duty, which saw her squadron temporarily deployed to a Mando'ade base in Calna Muun on Agamar to train less experienced Clan Bralor Verde and Imperial Scout Troopers in long-range reconnaissance, Harini is manning the front desk of the hotel when she hears the family's gray furred pet Strill, Prudii, plopping onto the floor beside her with a yawn. Prudii is over 150 years old, having belonged originally to Zee's grandfather. Prudii does not leave Zee's youngest daughters, the triplets Ime, Ige, and Ife, unless they are tucked safely away in their beds in the family vheh'yaim located behind the hotel and tapcafe, so Harini knows that the triplets are asleep precisely on schedule so that they can wake early in the morning to continue training for their verd'goten, usually conducted by their mother, but with Zee and Harini home until their squadron is activated, something that both of her parents can participate in while also, with the help of their daughters who still live with them, managing the hotel and tapcafe.
After scratching Prudii behind one of his gray furred ears, Harini returns her attention to the scholarly article about the Mandalorian Civil War she has been reading on her datapad. Harini is familiar with the broad strokes of the war and its aftereffects from her lessons as an adik, but has recently discovered a desire to deepen her understanding of the past. With no guests registered to arrive tonight, and only five of the hotel's rooms occupied at the moment, Harini doesn't anticipate many interruptions to her reading, and, with Prudii soflty snoring at her feet, settles into her chair more comfortably to wait for Sekai, her 16 year old sister, to relieve her for the night.
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Post by Galaar Vhett on May 13, 2022 22:00:04 GMT -8
A series of MDC skiffs had arrived at Norg Bral one afternoon. Nothing truly out of the ordinary these days given the prominent role Clan Bralor played as a major supplier of foodstuffs and naturally grown crops. Although Concord Dawn, the home of Clan Fett, was a well-known breadbasket within the Mandalore Sector, Bralor had access to the far more impressive Agamar, thanks to their treaty with the Imperials. And through that treaty, the Bralor Mandalorians had extensive trading concessions. As such, it was by them that an economic and diplomatic link was set between the Assembly and the resurgent Empire, one that brought with it crops and technology.
A contract was made with Bralor, during the reign of Mandalore the Bureaucrat, that ensured a percentage of the crops was divided between the clan itself, the MDC, and the Mandalorian clans at large. The skiffs were here to pickup the percentage for the MDC as the other percentage, for the greater Mandalorian public, was sold in Keldabe and Sundari. The warriors of the Defense Corps mingled with their Bralor kin as the shipment was being loaded onto skiffs. Present with them was their Legate, Galaar, Alor of Clan Fett. A personal friend of Faelan, the Legate was here to oversee the exchange and make sure the numbers were correct. Everything had been negotiated carefully to ensure all parties were given their fair share after all.
As he oversaw this, his helmet turned to see some Bralor members nearby. Among them being Harini, who Fett had only a passing meeting with once before. Excusing himself, the Mandalorian departed the company of his officers and made his way over to the Bralor woman.
I thought your squadron was still stationed over on Agamar these days.
The Mandalorian speaks as Fett removed his helmet, placing it under his armpit as he came over to converse.
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Post by Harini Bralor on May 14, 2022 5:06:11 GMT -8
Harini, her buy'ce tucked under her arm as she watches the skiffs being loaded, gives Galaar a nod in greeting when he addresses her, "Su cuy'gar, vod. We're on leave at the moment. We . . . "
Before Harini can add anything else, her youngest sisters, the 8 year old triplets Ime, Ige, and Ife, accompanied by a protective looking gray furred Strill, rush up to her. All three girls are dressed in scuffed plastoid armor of mix and match colors and styles that have obviously been handed down more than once, and all three armed with DC-17m ICWSs. All three of the triplets start speaking excitedly at essentially the same time.
Addressing Galaar, Ime says cheerily, "Hi! I'm Ime. Tion'ad cuyir gar?"
Speaking right over Ime, Ige announces apropos of nothing, "This is our pet Strill, Prudii, she's over 150 years old. Pru'dii was our ba'buir's, then our buir's. We're training for our verd'goten with our Mum! We're going to be a sniper team. I'm the shooter, Ige is the flanker, and . . ."
Ife, not giving her sister the chance to finish, sighs and says, "Dude, don't spend your clip all at once, save some for later. Anyway, we gots to get into our FFP before Mom starts trying to find us, so, she turns to Harini and Galaar, it's been real, but we gotta slanar."
"Ret'! It was nice meeting you!" Ime says with a wave as, pulling Ige along with her before her chatty sister can start babbling again, she starts heading out.
Ife, walking quickly backwards, points her index fingers at Harini and Galaar, winking as she says, "Smell ya later!"
Shaking her head with an amused grin as she watches her sisters running off with Pru'dii stalking along vigilantly beside them, Harini explains, "My sisters. Returning her attention to Galaar, she asks, So, pehea cuyir gar?"
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Post by Galaar Vhett on May 14, 2022 21:53:42 GMT -8
Instead of just having a small chat with Harini, Galaar was immediately bombarded by a set of triplets. Ime, Ige, and Ife with their pet Strill, a creature named Prudii. A good hunting animal that was well prized by Mandalorians as hunters and life-long companions. Given their lifespan, a Strill could be the pet of several generations, descending from the very first owner that brought the creature into their care. And, by the looks of it, this Prudii seemed content with the triplets.
Galaar didn't have much time to talk though, given how the triplets basically went back to back with their words. A long sentence that went from greeting to goodbye. One instance, the four were there, the next instance, the four were departing. A well-motivated group of siblings, very good potential to be great Mandalorians one day. The Alor turned to Harini now as she spoke to him, identifying who they were.
An interesting bunch of siblings you have, Harini. Given how they complement each other, they will certainly become who they drive to be. And that Strill will certainly be good for the three of them too. Need a good hunter for a sniper team after all.
Galaar smiles. He didn't have any siblings. Dxun had been a hard place to grow up. A Mandalorian couple was lucky enough to raise a single child, given how hellish and unforgiving the jungle could be. There was a reason why only the toughest and most brave of Mandalorians even had the courage to settle there.
I am as well as can be. Doing my duties as Legate and keeping the MDC rolling and working as they should.
He thumbs over to where the troopers nearby with the skiffs.
Things are pretty quiet now though. So a lot of it is policing and drilling.
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Post by Harini Bralor on May 15, 2022 0:10:17 GMT -8
Harini laughs when Galaar says her sisters are interesting, "Ibac solus ara at naritir, then shakes her head, her long black dreadlocks swaying, They can be a handful, but they're good kids, and Pru never leaves their side."
Nodding when Galaar says that things for him and his men have been quiet lately, Harini says, "I know what you mean. Even when we aren't on active duty we train and keep in shape. Have to stay kad'la. Besides, a little quiet from time to time is jate, right? Not an te ca'nara though," she adds with a grin, pausing as a female dressed in yellow and black beskar'gam similar to her own stops nearby and takes a knee to examine the tracks Prudii and the triplets made, then glances off in the distance before rising and setting out to the east of where the triplets and Prudii had headed.
"Our mom, Harini explains, Off to test how well they picked their final firing position, probably trying to flank them. Hopefully Ige has her eyes tenn. Noting the arrival of a pale skinned, thin female Madalorian in red and gray beskar'gam, Harini holds up a hand, telling Galaar, One sec. Turning her attention to the new arrival, Harini asks, Any jate'kara finding us a ride to Obroa yet?"
Ksenia, nodding a greeting to Galaar, shakes her head with a frown, "Nayc. Abbi is still asking around though. I can't believe those di'kut'e managed to wreck the karbakar . . . tug'yc."
Harini laughs, "Really? I'm not. They should have had me come along in the first place since neither of them are the best pilots, but they didn't want to split the waadar three ways. Grinning, she says, Gonna have to be rayshe'a now, since they need us and Abbi to finish the bora."
Nodding, Ksenia smiles with a shrug, "Soon as we find an ara at ve'ganir ogir."
"We'll get there, Harini says, Go find Abi. If she hasn't found anything we'll head to the 'baat, ratiin pilots looking to be hired there. Waving as Ksenia heads out, Harini turns back to Galaar, Ni ceta. So, how long are you planning to stay in Norg Bral? Just until you have the shipment loaded?"
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Post by Galaar Vhett on May 17, 2022 14:49:06 GMT -8
Galaar silently observes the female Mandalorian that was identified as the mother of Harini and her three younger sisters. Even by a glance, the Fett could see the telltale signs of a trained hunter. It made the Mandalorian sigh inwardly, missing his old days of being a hunter, for both bounties and rare animals. It had been a good living, but when the time came, and the Fett clan desired leadership, Galaar put it all down to serve his family. The kids would be in for a surprise, but the Mandalorian had a good bet that Prudii would be the one to react first.
The Legate overhead a new conversation as Harini spoke to another Mandalorian woman, who mentioned a destination of Obroa-skai. Sounds like something urgent though, considering Bralor mentioned even looking around for ratiin pilots that wanted work. Fett glanced over at his troops that were loading the shipment.
You are correct. Just staying here till the shipment is done, then returning to Keldabe for some office work.
Galaar looks in the direction of Ksenia for a moment, then turned to Harini.
Looking for a lift to Obroa-skai, I see. Got work over in that system or something else?
Fett inquires, wondering why she seemed urgent in finding some means of transportation.
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Post by Harini Bralor on May 17, 2022 18:27:19 GMT -8
Harini nods when Galaar explains he only intends to stay until the loading has been completed; he has always given her the impression of being singularly foucused and driven, and Harini would not be surprised if he is the type to have his life planned out months at a time, if not more.
Reaching up to rub her right temple with a laugh equal parts amused and embarrassed when Galaar asks what her interest in getting to Obroa-skai is, Harini explains,"Well, two members of our traat'aliit * decided to to take on a bounty, something about retrieving stolen data for a client. They tracked the thief to Obroa. Munit gehat'ik skatah, ** neither of our boys is mechanically inclined where ships are concerned, so they can't fix whatever they frigged up with the ship's hyperdrive, and neither can get into the thief's dataterminal to comfirm the client's stolen data is even on it and hasn't been sent somewhere else or to someone else. I can fix the ship, and Kes is our slicer so she can handle the dataterminal end of things, so we need to get to Obroa and tegaanalir *** our guys from themselves; fix our bird, get into the datapad and finish their job for them. Sol'yc, **** we have to find a ride, since our boys decided to take ours."
* squad, ** long story short, *** rescue, **** first
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Post by Galaar Vhett on May 18, 2022 20:56:57 GMT -8
Just as he had assumed. Harini and her squad were doing some bounty work. Given the urgency, the Legate had a guess that that was the case. After all, there are a few things that make a Mandalorian have a sense of urgency and one of them was hired work. Although the Mandalorian Defense Corps gave purpose and jobs to many of the populace, the Assembly still promoted mercenary work. First Order had hired a number of Mandalorians to aid them in their conflicts in recent years and there had been talks of aiding the defunct Rebel Alliance during the Third Galactic Civil War. Mercenary work still brought in credits and kept reputation among the warriors of Mandalore.
Galaar looks over at the skiffs before turning to Harini and gesturing his thumb over at one of them.
How about I get you and your vod a lift to Keldabe and onto Obroa-skai?
The Mandalorian's thumb then moves and gestures towards the ancient capital's direction.
I got my personal vessel in a hangar at Keldabe's spaceport. Lancer-class pursuit craft, good for six people. She can get you there faster than other opportunities after all. You and your squad have done good work for Mandalore, so consider the lift as a thanks on behalf of the Assembly, Harini.
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Post by Harini Bralor on May 18, 2022 21:31:46 GMT -8
Harini, given her practical nature and the fact that no Mandalorian would offer to aid another lightly, grins and punches Galaar's shoulder companionably as she says, "You had me at how about I get you a lift, vod. That would be kandosil'la. * Turning to watch the work going on around the skiffs to gauge how much longer it will take, she says, Give me a kih'nara ra t'ad ** to get my gear and Kes and Abi, and I'll be back."
As promised, Harini does not take long to collect her weapons and gear, Kseina and Abiageal, all three returning to Galaar in full beskar'gam, their A280 blaster rifles hanging from slings in shoulder ready or backside carry positions. Tsikala tion'tuur gar cuyir, *** vod, Harini says after introducing Abiageal, who wears dark red and black beskar'gam, to Galaar.
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*** Ready when you are
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Post by Harini Bralor on Apr 13, 2023 8:26:47 GMT -8
Yaim Be'chaaj Teh Yaim Hotel and Tapcafe
Zdzislaw looks up from his bowl of tiingilar as three of his daughters, the triplets Ime, Ife and Ige, bolt past with the family's pet Strill, Prudii loping along behind them, guessing from the fact they are in full armor and bearing their weapons, that his wife, Nomusa has sent them out on a training exercise of some kind. When Nomusa comes up behind him and wraps her arms around his waist, Zdislaw asks in Mando'a, "What's today's exercise?"
Coming around to lean her arms on the front desk counter beside her husband, Nomusa tells him, "I had Kahina and Sekai, their eldest daughters, go out earlier, they need to try and track them down without being seen. So, she adds with a coy glance accompanied by a matching smile, we should have a few hours before they are all back."
Arching an eyebrow as he smiles, Zdizslaw says, "It sounds like I should see who I can find to man the desk."
Nodding as she looks over her shoulder while heading back towards the family's rooms, situated deeper inside the vheh'yaim than the areas set aside for the tapcafe and hotel that their family owns and operates, Nomusa tells her husband, "Oh, I think that is a wonderful idea."
Zdzislaw makes his way to the tapcafe to see who he can find to man the front desk; with most of his squad currently scattered, his adopted daughter, Harini and Ksenia, the squad's co-pilot, on Coruscant to meet with the new Emperor of the First Order, while Conaodh, Tadgh, Jedrzej, and Berach have gone to Obroa-Skai to help with the recovery effort, only Abiageal and Niall are still on Manda'yaim. Fortunately for Zdzislaw, both have rooms at the Yaim Be'chaaj Teh Yaim rather than vheh'yaims of their own.
Abiageal, chewing gum and making a few modifications to her highly customized datapad as she sits at a table in the hotel's tapcafe with a steaming cup of spiced caf sitting beside her red and black buy'ce, blows a bubble as, after Zdzislaw has asked her to watch the front desk, she asks in Mando'a, "Now? I, like, literally just sat down, Zee."
Waving towards the passage leading to the hotel's reception area, Zdizslaw points out, "You can sit down at the front desk, picking up her caf as he adds, I'll bring your caf for you."
Sighing with a shake of her head, Abiageal blows another bubble and, once it pops, stands up and follows Zee with an aggrieved, "Fine," gathering that she has no real choice in the matter anyway.
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Post by Damocles Ordo [RETIRED] on Apr 16, 2023 18:20:22 GMT -8
The trip from Keldabe to Norg Bral was not short, but Ascalon managed the drive with Mandy in one go. The hill fort coming quickly into view before Ascalon brought the speeder to a stop at the gate. She slipped out and examined the fortificationsLooks like we are here...
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Post by Harini Bralor on Apr 16, 2023 19:52:30 GMT -8
 Watchtowers, along with fortified anti-personnel and anti-aircraft weapons emplacements are situated at strategic intervals along the wall surrounding the hill-fort town, and the speeder is observed by and scanned by sentries as it makes it's approach. As Ascalon exits the speeder, a pair of sentries, having exited from a concealed postern near the city's main gate to be on hand to greet the speeder, approach the vehicle.
Eamon Bralor, garbed in green and black beskar'gam, his blaster rifle hanging from it's sling in an off side drop carry position, raises one hand to hail Ascalon and her companion, his other not straying far from the blaster holstered on his hip, Su cuy'gar, vod'e! Tion'jor gar olaror at Norg Bral? *
Eamon's companion, in blue and black beskar'gam, blaster rifle hanging from it's sling in a patrol ready position while his index finger rests outside the trigger guard, prudently hangs back and to Eamon's left, no doubt so that no single line of fire could hit both of them were violence to erupt, nodding a silent greeting to the visitors, his posture relaxed given the unlikelihood of trouble rearing it’s head as the speeder's occupants appear to be Manod'ade, but watchful all the same. * Greetings, sisters! What brings you to Norg Bral? |
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Post by Mandy on May 26, 2023 16:48:04 GMT -8
[ Mandy | Norg Bral Main Gates | Norg Bral | Mandalore ] Attn: Damocles Ordo [RETIRED] & Harini Bralor Throughout the journey on a speeder, Mandy noted that it still took considerable time. While she wasn't particularly impatient, she did wonder if it wouldn't have been faster if they had taken a flying vehicle like a fightercraft. But perhaps the woman who was her travelling companion needed this more than Mandy did. The time afforded one the opportunity to think and to sort their minds out as her father liked to put it.
She fell into a mild meditation, which helped ease the pain caused by the simple act of breathing. Even with her oxygen mask and repeat treatments, the damage in her lungs were too great to properly heal. Still, she was no less capable a fighter. If anything, she'd improved since Markas had taken her under his wing.
Now, more than ever, she could hear his voice. His laugh. His easy-going nature.
She almost wanted to ask Ascalon if they might travel faster...
His last gift to her, she still wore. The bracers, made of bes'kar. It always surprised her foes these days to see her firing weapons and not being solely reliant on her lightsaber. She gazed at them, turning her arms about, wondering if she would ever earn the right to a full set of armour, and if it would not clash with the design Markas made for her. Then again, the metalworkers of Mandalore were second to none. And the weaponmasters even more so.
When she opened her eyes, she realized she'd fallen into a fitful rest at some point, and because she wore no helmet, everyone could see her blush and sense of shame. She could not remain alert even for a while! She was not worthy.
With a metallic sigh, she joined Ascalon when the older woman stepped out. The town appeared to be set on a hilltop, and was quite fortified. Her eyes briefly scanned the little she could see, and decided it would take a truly determined force to try laying a successful assault on it. Markas would have laughed and said only fools or the truly prepared would try to take Norg Bral.
He seemed to hint either could succeed. But that never made sense to her.
They were greeted by a man whose every pore screamed readiness for anything. She stared at him with great interest. Who was going to continue her training? Would she be sent on a mission immediately?
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Post by Damocles Ordo [RETIRED] on May 30, 2023 10:05:36 GMT -8
Ascalon kept her hands clear of her weapons, even as the guards held a hand close to their sidearms. She then let her right hand come to rest on Mandy's left shoulder
We have come to seek an audience with the aliit'alor of Bralor, or their representative, on behalf of Clan Ordo
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Post by Harini Bralor on May 30, 2023 12:15:43 GMT -8
Eamon tilts his head to the side after the female in the silver and purple beskar'gam speaks, her voice - even with the distortion from her helmet - finally triggering the recognition that her armor had not, sounding more warm than his prior strictly professional tone had allowed for when he says, Ascalon? His demeanor becomes more at ease, his hand no longer hovering over his sidearm as he explains to his companion, Ibic cuyir solus be mhi, even though the former member of Clan Bralor is now a member of Clan Ordo; Damocles having asked Torin, aliit'alor of Clan Bralor both then and now, that she be allowed to join his company, with Torin allowing her to make her own decision and Ascalon deciding to join Damocles' company. Gar draar jor’chaajir, gar draar miit'gaanar, Eamon playfully chastises Ascalon, as she has not been in contact, so far as he knows, with any of her former Clanmates for quite some time, then says sincerely, Jate at haa'taylir gar tug'yc, vod. *
As his comrade comms to have the gate opened, Eamon tells Ascalon in Mando'a, Torin is still aliit'alor, stepping aside as the gate opens. Waving a farewell as Ascalon and her companion board their speeder and pass him on their way inside, Eamon quips, I trust you still know the way to his vheh'yaim?
When Ascalon and her companion arrive outside of Torin's vheh'yaim, he is outside to personally greet them as Eamon had alerted him to their impending arrival. "Ascalon'ika, Torin, buy'ce tucked beneath an arm, greets his former Clanswoman warmly in Mando'a, then nods an equally warm greeting to her companion. A seventy year old human male with closely cropped grey and blonde hair, armored in green beskar'gam with subtle orange flourishes, Torin carries himself with the poise and vigor of a much younger man, his ice blue eyes alert and watchful. with a generous hint of pleased, good humor sparkling in them at the moment. Motioning for the two visiting Mando'ade to invite them to accompany him into his vheh'yaim, Torin invites them to, Come inside and sit down, and then asks Ascalon as they begin to walk, To what do I owe the unexpected pleasure of your visit, Ascalon'ika?
* She is one of us . . . You never call, you never write. . . Good to see you again, sister.
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Harini Bralor
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Post by Harini Bralor on Jun 27, 2023 9:44:25 GMT -8
After the battle of Norgal-dûr
After sending encrypted holonet messages to the leaders of Clans Vhett, Awaud, and Ordo as well as to the leader of The Infinite Imperium to apprise them of the Mordolorian's plans to use the Lost Infinity Gate believed to be located somewhere on Manda'yaim to invade their home world, Torin, aliit'alor of Clan Bralor summons Zdzislaw and the two team leaders of his long-range reconnaissance patrol squadron, Harini and Conaodh, to his vheh'yaim to discuss what they can do to address the Mordolorian threat while waiting to learn whether or not they can count on any assistance from the other Clans.
As there are not many historians among Clan Bralor's ranks, and knowledge of Infinity Gates in general is in short supply given how much information about them has been lost to time, Torin had tasked Eithne Wren - a young librarian from Obroa-skai that Conaodh had struck up a friendship with after she had saved his shebs in the fighting on Obroa - with searching for any information about the Infinity Gates she could find; a task made more difficult by the catastrophic damage a viral attack on the Celebratus Archive had caused to its electronic records.
Even with the orbital and atmospheric sensor sweeps being performed by Clan Bralor's ships in orbit and regular combat air patrols in atmosphere, Torin does not believe the odds of locating the Mordolorians searching for the Infinity Gate are good, and while it is likely to be a daunting task, thinks that the intel they might recover by seeking out the deep space facility in the Unknown Regions, Terminus - where Von Bralor's forces had last stopped prior to their assault on Manda'yaim - could possibly prove valuable indeed, especially if it affords them any clues to where Xeraxus - from where the Mordolorians plan to invade Manda'yaim if they find the Infinity Gate - can be found.
With the possibility Clan Bralor may very well need to address the Mordolorian threat alone in mind, Torin has Zdzislaw and his squadron journey to Agamar to bring back as many reinforcements as their troops stationed on the agriworld can spare while he remains on Manda'yaim to await word from the other Clan leaders and coordinate the search effort for the Mordolorians that have gone deep underground in search of the Infinity Gate. |
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