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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Oct 19, 2009 10:12:45 GMT -5
The Sky's of Mandalore had never been busier or as Chaotic even during the Mandalorian Wars. Ships of all kinds exited Hyperspace above the planet. Some seeing the familiar surface others looking upon the planet as an alien planet never before set foot upon. Communication was flying awry as ship contacted ship after ship trying to find Mandalore's ship. There was hardly any order in the formation of the ships. It seemed most just tried to find a 'parking spot' and sit there waiting.
Clan Ordo from Dxun had arrived first heading down to the planet to greet the Mandalorians before the message had even played. They had set up a Planetary shield, two Ion Cannons and two Turbo laser cannons upon the surface of the world already. They were trying to create some order however with a mix of both Mandalorians, some Merc's and people trying to find out what being a Mandalorian was all about, it was difficult to instill any order within the ships above. The man in charge was almost thinking to instill a com black out by jamming everyone's communications.
More ships continued to pour out of hyperspace, waiting for the mysterious call of Mandalore....
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Post by Zero on Oct 19, 2009 23:39:33 GMT -5
Ash was smart to just bring his sentinal shuttle to Mandalore, leaving his other ships a light second away. There was plenty of chaos as numerous ships arrived to orbit around the planet. Ash was alone in the shuttle; the other mandalorians under his command choosing to take their own ride.
Ash plotted a course to Ordona Province. and within it, the small village where he was from. The majority of the province was made up of a forest. This forest was called the Kokiri Forest, and he was heading for the southern edge of it, where the Ordon Village was nessled near a freshwater spring.
Ash was glad to have been raised in this out-of-the-way village: the only way in or out on land was a small trail heading south to the village from the northern end of the forest. Ash plotted a course for Ordon Village, andwas rather curious as to when Mandalore would call for their attention, and even better, from where. l
He would probably call from the largest city, far from the village, but Ash would make every effort to anser his call. Once he was in the atmosphere of the planet, Ash sent out a message saying that he was ready for action. His families quick and poweful blades were at Mandalore's dispsosal. [/sub]
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 24, 2009 1:07:33 GMT -5
The Romulus exited hyperspace just outside of high orbit of Mandalore. The ship remained uncloaked and headed down to the surface. She touched down on the ground like a bird. Her wings raised into their landing position and her huge boarding ramp descended.
Davros Ordo placed his helmet over his head and tapped it with an open palm to make sure it was secure. "Ok, form it up men. Give me perimeter in 3 minutes." He yelled and pounded on his chest piece.
26 Mandalorains in full armor charged down the ramp and formed a circle which Davros marched into the center. The Romulus lifted off and headed back into orbit where it jumped to hyperspace again. Davros surveyed the empty field they had landed in. The Romulus had dropped them off near a small body of water named Lake Hylia.
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Post by Zero on Oct 24, 2009 16:39:31 GMT -5
Ash was skimming the treetops of the compact forest when he heard the roar of large engines heading down towards a lake a couple miles away. Turning the shuttle so he could see out towards Lake Hylia, he watched as a nice sized capital ship touched down, then almost instantly take back off. Like when he was younger, Ash, curious as always, started heading that way instead of heading to Ordon Village.
Ash's mandalorian armor, newly painted green shone with a high polish. The red and black highlights gave it a sinister, powerful look. The color's appealed to his eyes, so he went with 'em. What bothered him the most about it was that it was tighter than he remembered, but he has yet to get it re-sized for his body.
Ash finally made his way out from over the forest and over some hilly land, leading to a grassy plane. He set down on the last hill before the large field, and he could see mandalorian warriors running around. He may as well throw his lot in with them. Better one more man than one less. Once the shuttle was powered down, he grabbed his helmet, opened the landing ramp and made his way out. He could hear the soft lapping of waves as the wind pushed the water around. Quickly, he made his way to the group, stopping nearby. He switched to the mandalorian tongue when he spoke.
Hail, brothers. Need an extra set of hands? [/sub]
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 26, 2009 5:50:20 GMT -5
Davros limped over a nearby rock and climbed it's face to get a better view of the surroundings. His assistant, Dorian Skirata clasped a hand on his shoulder and leaned in close. "Do you need some now?" He asked.
Dorian waved him off. "Our new Mandalore will be here soon. I don't want my mind dulled. Have the men begin setting up temporary shelters."
A yell from the perimeter scouts sounded off to his left and Both Dorian and Davros raised their blaster pistols and jumped from the rock to see what was the matter. They approached one of the perimeter sentries who had his rifle razed at an approaching figure. When the newcomer spoke Mando'a at them Davros patted the sentry on the shoulder and the three of them lowered their weapons.
Dorian went to speak with the sentry and the other men and get them starting to build shelters while Davros leaned heavily on his left leg. "Greetings. Would you mind identifying yourself?"
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Oct 26, 2009 9:50:02 GMT -5
The Ebon Hawk exited hyperspace about Mandalore, brandishing a slightly newer paint job. Mandalore and Bermfad looked out the window to see the sight of almost thousands of ships above in the air.
"That's quite a sight. Never thought I'd see so many Mando'ade in one place." said Bermfad as he put his helmet on. He had gone through the motions of re-downloading music that Cele had erased from his suit. There had been some problems with getting them back, and there was always one song stuck on his helmet. Bermfad could do naught but shake his head. "Guess we'd better make communications that Mandalore has arrived eh? We wouldn't want them starting to fire upon each-other now would we?"
"If we want a pecking order we would." said Mandalore before slowing the engines and directing them to the surface of the planet. He then reached for the communications display and sent it over an open channel. "This is Mandalore, for those of you who don't know I'll make a brief introduction. I was known as Canderous Ordo from the clan Ordo, I fought in the Mandalorian wars like many of you. I've called you all here to reforge the Mandalorian honor and military. If any of you have a problem with that leave now, and if you wish to challenge the title of Mandalore I'll see you upon the surface. For those who stay on the ships the meeting will be broadcast back to them. We'll meet at a neutral location near the City of Bones. You should find a small lake nearby called, Lake Hylia."
With that Mandalore cut the transmission and retook up the flight controls heading down to the surface of the planet. As they landed and exited the ship, Bermfad and Mandalore were greeted by familiar faces of the clan Ordo.
"Glad to see you could make it in time, Vod." said Bermfad to his comrades, before they started to walk towards the lake. He glanced over in the distance to see a huge looming skeleton. The animal that must have once lived with those bones had to have been huge. "The City of Bones eh...? Sounds like something form a fairy-tail."
"It's a city built from the bones of a Mythosaur. They were hunted to near extinction when the First Mandalore settled upon this planet and claimed it for his own." said Canderous as they walked, and approached within 100 feet of the Lake and already saw a Mandalorian group there. Seemed that they had set up here before, probably even before he had made the announcement.
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Post by Zero on Oct 26, 2009 18:37:49 GMT -5
I am Ash Lightning, of clan Lightning, known for our speed and skill with a blade, and for our courage and loyalty. I never fought in the Mandalorian Wars, but my father did. I am here to serve Mandalore anyway I can.
Ash nodded his head to the two who seemed to be the leader of this group of mandalorians. He adjusted the swords on his back, mainly to keep his mind from wandering out and 'reading' what everyone was thinking at that moment.
When he made it to the perimeter just before he identified himself, he wasn't surprised that the sentries, and everyone else, were somewhat skeptical of the large man, but his father was a known warrior in the war, who was known to never use a blaster unless he truly needed too. Ash looked nothing like him anymore, and now looked like the aliens Ki-So-Longe, now nearly extinct in the known galaxy.
Ash could feel his newly pointed ears start to itch, but he ignored the sensation as small light on his HUD showed an incoming message. He activated his comm device and listened to the words of Mandalore.
He must have been somewhere close by for him to pick up the signal so clearly, even with this armor. He closed his eyes for a second before letting them fall upon the cripples man, well, his visor was facing him at least. His eyes were scanning his shuttles systems, keeping him updated with the air traffic and what not. Still, at always had at least his preifrial vision watching what was going on ahead of him. He was hiding himself in the force. [/sub]
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Post by Elifain on Oct 26, 2009 18:47:43 GMT -5
Rolands ships dropped out of hyperspace, and quickly took up a high orbit, just outside of the crazyness of the other ships. He quietly made his way to the hanger, with the other 44 mandalorians of his fleet, and climbed aboard his Bes'uliik war droid, as his troops moved to 2 of the LAAT's in the hanger. They made thier way down to the planet, and was about to land, when they watched a dynamic class cruiser pass by overhead. Having just recieved a message from mandalore, Roland lifted off, followed by the 2 LAAT's and moved to follow the ship, landing a short distance away from them. He quietly slipped out of the Bes'uliik putting on his armor, pitch black, with the symbol of a strill on the chestpeace, and moved up to a large group of mandalorians. He barelly saw the silver armor of mandalore through the group and sneared, FINALLY DONE WITH YOUR UJ'ALAYI, EH MANDALORE?, refering to the uj cake.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Oct 26, 2009 20:17:47 GMT -5
Mandalore saw people setting up their tents and stuff to set up to spend their time at this location and it appeared one of them wasn't with them. A voice however sounded behind him before he could speak to those that were already at the lake. Bermfad as usual was the first to open his mouth however.
"Hey those cakes are no laughing matter. I once had one of those and I couldn't stop shitting for a week. Reguardless.... it was made by my mate's pet strill, but all the same." said Bermfad crossing his arms. He received a blow to the back of his head from Mandalore and he got the message to cut it out.
"I've returned to gather the clans, Can't say i'm the first Mandalore to call everyone under a single union again, but as it goes with all the mandalorian stories. Conflict is what makes us stronger, both physically and culturally. We've become weak as of late, now it's time to stop following the laws of the galaxy's governments and live by our way. The Mando way. After all.... Pressure makes gems," said Mandalore before turning back to the lake. Ships where piloting themselves down from the sky landing all around. The focal point seemed to be the lake. 'I've not seen a gathering like this since the Mandalorian wars.... oh how the republic trembled then as just the mention of our names.'
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Post by Elifain on Oct 26, 2009 21:07:04 GMT -5
Roland smirked at the response, before saying, You learn the lesson? Before turning back to his following Mandalorians. Spread out, and see your brothers and sisters.
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Post by MikDaTv on Oct 26, 2009 21:23:00 GMT -5
Davros nodded to Ash. "well then Ash of the Lightning clan. Welcome to our little encampment."
A runner approached Davros and knelt down next to him to catch his breath. "Sir, we just got something on the backpack radio. Mandalore is here."
Davros helped the runner to his feat and patted him on the chest. "Go, round up the men and get them in line." he ordered the runner, who ran off to carry out his new mission. Davros turned back to where Dorian had run off and waved him over. The Helmet-less solider returned and leaned in close to Davros, who whispered something in his ear. Dorian nodded and ran back to their camp while Davros went to line up with his men.
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Post by Zero on Oct 27, 2009 0:27:26 GMT -5
And a nice welcome it is. If there is anything you want or need of me, just yell. I will be able to hear you anywhere in the are.
Ash nodded to Davros and couldn't help but overhear what the runner told him moments after they stopped talking to each other. Mandalore was here at this little camp. Ash felt strangly out of it as there was a mass amount of movement.
Ash went to ehere all the mandalorians were, and stood at the end of the group. He was perhaps the tallest one there, and easily stood out with his two sword hilts out over his shoulders. He may not be of Clan Ordo, but they were his brothers and sisters in arms. [/sub]
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Post by Elifain on Oct 27, 2009 2:37:12 GMT -5
Roland smiled, as he watched all the mandalorians moving. Maybe he could find those responsible for his clans death, in this meeting. He quickly reached up, and drew his longsword type vibro-blade, and yelled, confidently, LETS GO! I'LL TAKE ANY OF YOU ON, VODE He wasn't trying to start trouble, but rather, get the blood rushing, and the sense of family running.
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Post by Zilfer Of Shadows... on Oct 27, 2009 15:30:25 GMT -5
Lots of Mandalorians were lining up in formations, others held back in the group obviously unsure of what to make of this huge gathering. Some remembered the Mandalorian Wars, others only stories of it. As Mandalore walked towards the forefront of the gathering Clans, he was flanked by Bermfad, and now a model of droid many of them hadn't seen before. A MPD-9000 Bodyguard Droid walked up and stopped with Bermfad turning around to give Mandalore a bit of space.
Amused Statement: I've not see a gathering of meat-bags this big since the Wars.
"Yeah HK? Well I ain't never seen a gathering this big. Not in these dark times at least." said Bermfad as he let his crossed arms fall to his sides as he scanned the faces, and helms of all his Mando'ade brethren. The Mandalorian who had called out to Mandalore now shouted a cry into the growing crowd. There was a returning Cheer along the lines of 'Bring it.' however Mandalore put up his hand to silence the crowd now and all fell silent.
"Those of you who remember, tell me our way of life." said Mandalore simply wanting them to recite the code of Mandalorians. Some spoke it in Mando'a...
Ba'jur, beskar'gam,
Ara'nov, aliit,
Mando'a bal Mand'alor—
An vencuyan mhi.
And others recited it in common, but it was as one in a huge tide.
Education and armor,
Self-defense, our tribe,
Our language, our leader—
All help us survive.
It was silent as Mandalore did not respond right away once the chant had died down, for they had chanted it twice and some three times in a row. Now Mandalore spoke once more.
"I have called you all here to our home planet to restore Mandalorians back to what they once were, and to show the governments of the galaxy that we will not be ruled. I have seen the rise and fall of the republic, and as always, it is as unstable as it was a thousand years ago." said Mandalore reaching up and taking off his helmet. He didn't want Mandalorians to follow an unknown man with just the mask of Mandalore. He wanted them to follow the man beneath the mask. The man who was Canderous Ordo. His graying hair and beard was shown to all as he held the Mask/Helm of Mandalore down to his hip and stared out across the crowd of Mandalorians. "There have always been three sides to every blade. Whether it be the Sith and the Jedi, the Republic and the Sith, the Army of Light and the Empire. The Third has always been Mandalorian. I ask you all now as both your fellow Vod, and Mandalore. Who are the fiercest fighters in the galaxy?"
A singular roar erupted almost instantly after the question, joined by even Bermfad. "Mandalorians!" Canderous smirked at their exclamation. It would be an honor to lead the Mandalorians of this age. His only regret would be that he hadn't done this sooner.
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Post by Zero on Oct 27, 2009 23:37:08 GMT -5
Ash turned his visor towards the an who decided to yell out to the crowd. Ash grinned from ear to ear at the challenge, but he didn't rush, nor yell out. His hand went to one of his swords on his back, but fell when Mandalore signaled for everyone to stop.
Ash added his voice to those spoken, his deep and full of life. His grey eyes were bright under his T-visor as he recited each practiced line. Once the chanting died down, it seemed that there was still much to tell, at least by Mandalore's stance. The second mandalorian and droid seemed like worthy bodyguards, and after Mandalore removed his helmet, it looked like the relatvely old man may need it. Still, it may be more for show, for Mandalore was their greatest warrior.
Ash couldn't hide his smile as Mandalore's voice grew stronger and stronger. When he made the allusion to a sword, his grin was back in full, and he added his yell to the mass scream. It was easy to hear the output that his lungs created; his deep voice vibrating and echoing. He resisted the urge to remove his own helmet now, but time would some for that formality. For now, they were warriors on the same field. This grunt would keep his helmet on unless told otherwise. [/sub]
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