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Post by chunku21 on May 17, 2011 7:19:59 GMT -5
Mandalore is a temperate world with some areas of the planet being left barren from war ages past, while others are still rich and fertile. Mandalore is home to two capitols, Keldabe home of MandalMotors and main station for the "True Mandalorian" culture. The other capitol is Sundari home to the "New Mandalorian" culture, Sundari is a domed city located in one of the deserts that are scattered over Mandalore. while Keldabe is in one of the Fertile temperate zones.
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Post by chunku21 on May 17, 2011 7:49:57 GMT -5
Raziel was watching the sun rise over his farm thinking about his mother and father. not long now till I'm off he hadn't been off planet since his father passed a year ago now. He checked his datapad to make sure his fighters warm up and sef check was proceeding nicely then went in for breakfast with his wife. "You'd better be back for the birth of this child Raziel Langor or no amount of jetii skills will be able to stop me from finding and hurting you." Starlin said with a hint of humor but complete seriousness that came from most of the women that Raziel had been brought up around. "I'll be back I promise not even a fleet of dar'jetii will keep me away from the arrival of my first born." Raziel replied. They ate the rest of their breakfast in silence, then Raziel went and donned his Beskar'gam and made sure all his weapons were charged even his Mothers Lightsaber though he wasnt very good with it, he kept it on him as a reminder of her. He picked up his helmet and walked out the front to his Bes'uliik starfighter and began climbing up the ladder. Starlin was waiting on top, she smiled and kissed him "I'll be waiting to hear from you. Don't get to caught up in their troubles" "would I really do that" "Yes you would" she said with finality then began to clomb down the ladder. "Now get out of here before I change my mind about letting you go". Raziel smiled and closed the hatch then he fired up the engines and was soon leaving the atmosphere of his home planet, hoping that when he returned he'd have a few new tricks or two. Setting a course for Coruscant Raziel sat back and closed his eyes as his fighter made the jump to hyperspace, thinking that a nap would be nice before his next jump location was reached.
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Post by Cervantes on May 30, 2011 8:14:09 GMT -5
In orbit around Mandalore sits the new and improved Mandalorian fleet, while still currently small due to its new models only undergoing construction recently it is a formidable fighting force that will only grow as time passes. Construction is finally completed on a brand new state of the art ship building facillity, the first of what will be numerous shipyards.
The fleet consists of: 4 Crusader class II corvettes (Fury, Cyclone, Banshee, Looter) 8 Cabur class gunships (Ricochet, Buckshot, Skermish, Swashbuckler, Nova, Fire fight, Frenzy) 4 Polaris class corvettes (Polaris, Halo, Supernova, Protector) 4 Keldabe II class battleships (Regal reception, Silver moon, Black hand, Iron side) 2 Mirshko class carriers (Deception, Masquarade) 4 Penetrator class destroyers (Penetrator, Martar, Blitzkrieg, Inferno) 4 Kom'rk class cruisers (Punisher, Valiant, Crusader, Renegade) 2 Kandosii II class star dreadnaughts (Flight of Icarus, Crimson Dawn) 2 Ka'ra class star defenders (Odyssey, Messiah) 1 Morut class mobile battlestation (Stronghold) 1 Gra'tua class mobile battlestation (Guardian) 2 Tor class battleships (Indomitable, Vigilance)
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Post by Cervantes on Jun 1, 2011 9:53:30 GMT -5
The Cabur class gunship transporting Cervantes and his war council to Mandalore exited from hyperspace a short distance from the world that shone like an emerald jewel against the dark backdrop of space and began making its descent. Cervantes stared out the side viewport at the heavy shipyard that was under construction, things had been progressing well with the Mandalorians recently having gone into war mode producing all the materials they would need for the conflict to come. "I want a full report on the models of ships that make up our fleets as well as our construction compatabillities and what the current state of the army is". Cervantes said to Judo Dio from across the cabin they sat in. Judo nodded in acknowledgement. "Yes sir, I will see to it that its done as soon as we land". "Very good". Cervantes replied. "I will tend to the matter of making sure our forces are organised and ready for deployment before I must attend to other matters of almost equal importance". "I want to also inspect the current technology being developed for the millitary". He added.
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Post by Alex_xr on Jun 1, 2011 21:02:41 GMT -5
A small Empire Patrol arrives with an incoming communication ahead of them.
" The Empire wishes to speak to the Head of the Mandolorians. We come in peace. Our force is to escort our diplomat. Please do not be alarmed"
shortly after the message they came out of hyperspace.
The ships made an effort to look as peaceful as possible. Knowing the warrior nature of the Madolorians.
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Post by Cervantes on Jun 1, 2011 21:16:14 GMT -5
Cervantes had just finished meeting with his fleet commanders as they informed him on the details of the current Mandalorian fleet. He had been throughly impressed with what they had accomplished and they had some of the most lethal and high tech weapons he'd ever seen available to them. Still there was more work to be done, with only one fighter/bomber model and two different starfighter models he felt the Mandalorian starfighter corps was under represented, he wanted at least a specific bomber model starfighter to join the other three before they had significant representation.
He was about to host a meeting with his generals to update him on the status of the millitary when he recieved word that the empire had sent a representative to Mandalore seeking an audience with him. "Let them in". He said to the comm officer on the other end, releasing the button on the thrones small consol and cutting communications before the officer had a chance to respond. He would see what it was the imperials wanted, after all it made good sense to keep good relations with ones neighbours until they gave you reason for otherwise.
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Post by Alex_xr on Jun 1, 2011 21:33:01 GMT -5
The shuttle departed as soon as permission was granted. The representative was of course no other than the Supreme Moff Herself. Kandria walked with purpose. Her dress was to impress. She smiled as she was taken to the room that contained the Mandolore.
"Hello I am Supreme Moff Kandria Haren"
she would let who she was settle in.
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Post by Cervantes on Jun 1, 2011 21:41:48 GMT -5
Cervantes reclined lazily upon his throne, slouching down slighty as he rested his arms upon the soft leather throne arms. Clad typically as he was when he wasn't in action in semi formal black clothes with a long flowing cloak. He raised an eyebrow at the Supreme Moff's declaration of her identity but remained silent at first. "Greetings Moff Haren, it is my pleasure to welcome you to Mandalore". He said sitting upright as he got into business mode.
"I must say the empire seems to be taking its diplomatic relations with their neighbours a lot more seriously than I remember". He commented. "I didn't know that people of your position had the time to go around making good will ambassador visits to their neighbours". "To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit"? He inquired.
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Post by Alex_xr on Jun 1, 2011 21:53:58 GMT -5
She smiled cheerily at him hiding her distaste for his less than professional appearance. " Well I wanted to get out and meet the one who was working so hard to revive the Mandolorians. I also came to work out a trade agreement if not more. I happen to have a large supply of Madolorian Iron that could be traded for processed Mandolorian Alloy. Along with other goods and such. Surely we could work out a deal which our lessers can focus on the details of. "
She wondered what his response would be.
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Post by Cervantes on Jun 1, 2011 22:09:09 GMT -5
Cervantes felt the moffs pang of distaste at his relatively informal appearance through the force and couldn't help but smirk in respose. "The Mandalorians are interested in any potential business deal that we can take advantage of and utilise to its full potential". He replied. "I will happily give my subordinates permission to go ahead with the planning of the details of such a venture".
"Meanwhile I think you should concern yourself with more pressing matters you have going on in your own neighbourhood". Cervantes recommended. "I have heard of the so called Butcher of Bilbringi who launched an assault on the republics shipyards there in an unprokoved and apparently unsanctioned attack". The Manda'lore explained. "It is most unsettling news that the empire has renegade admirals running amok randomly attacking other governments at will". Cervantes said in all seriousness.
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Post by Alex_xr on Jun 2, 2011 8:20:12 GMT -5
"Your sources of information are good... but yes we did have that attack.We are dealing with it. We have a fleet dealing with them as we speak iin fact. "
She smirked then wanting to turn the tables as she didn't like the direction of that last question.
" What about your recent Arms build up? Are you planning to start trouble? Of course if my neighbor who was building arms became my ally who was building arms.. I would not see it as an hostile act. Surely you understand, We must not underestimate any force. "
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Post by Cervantes on Jun 3, 2011 12:53:03 GMT -5
Cervantes smiled slyly at the supreme moff's change of subject, knowing that he had rattled her a bit with his last comment. "I'm certain you're well aware that the Mandalorians are a warrior people, so it should come as no surprise really when we start to upgrade our armies and fleets". He replied. "I was pleasently surprised that you decided to arrive personally". Cervantes told her. "I have been considering my options for who to allign the Mandalorians with for the duration of my reign of Mand'alore to create new and mutually beneficial alliances". He explained.
"The empire was first on my list of potential allies and I would like to discuss the forging of a potential alliance". Cervantes said with a warm smile. "There are matters of political importance that the Mandalorians could use the support of the empire with in obtaining territorial claims without the unnecessary need for bloodshed". He explained. "In return the Mandalorians are willing to offer to assist you in the hunting down of any renegades and potential allies they may have, as well as a formal millitary alliance".
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Twixt Vaelann
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in the absence of light, shadows thrive
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Post by Twixt Vaelann on Jun 4, 2011 15:34:28 GMT -5
Mandalore. Manda'yaim. Whether Basic or Mando'a, there's really only one thing this planet means to me: home. A strange thought for a nomadic people to have, home, but once again the universe is changing, and home is what we seek out in this time. Home is the karyai where you put the most important things in your life, that cannot be replaced, and guard them with your life when the enemy is at the gates. Is it any wonder that we call ourselves Mando'ade, children of Mandalore, that every warrior is my vod, my sibling, that fight shoulder to shoulder with? Mandalore is our culture's karyai, and like a family, we fight together to protect what we will not lose.
I've only been back home from my last off-planet job for a few hours, working on tightening up a loose thruster, slightly scored where a micro-meteorite tried to puncture the hull. How long it will take for someone to notice I'm back, I don't know, but not long, I imagine. News travels fast around this planet, faster than the speed of light. Best to get what work I can done before someone needs me to restart the rotation of the galaxy or some such osik.
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Post by Cervantes on Jun 4, 2011 16:58:57 GMT -5
((Oh nice, first person RPing don't see that often.)) Judo Dio made his way into the hangar, his stride long and full of purpose as he looked around the expansive bay, walking deeper into it while he searched for his Vod. Finally finding the other Mandalorian working on the damaged thruster of a starfighter. He quietly approached watching as they worked, an amused smirk edging its way across his ruggedly handsome features. "You may as well destroy that ruug'la jari'eyc". He commented. "We just got the new Prudii class Starfighters in, fresh off the assembly line".
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Twixt Vaelann
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in the absence of light, shadows thrive
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Post by Twixt Vaelann on Jun 4, 2011 17:32:49 GMT -5
((I like to stand out.))
I look up at the sound of his voice, wiping a strand of sweat-slicked black hair away from my face with a gauntleted hand and back into the rest of the loose braid I wear down my back as I rest the tool I've been using against my armored thigh. "Su'cuy, ner vod. She may be ruug'la, but my ad'ika still has it where it counts." It goes without saying that looks aren't everything. Take me for example; I'm short, and skinny even in armor, with recessive-gene blue eyes that are so dark that if I'm not wearing my bucket the aruetiise like to stare. Let 'em, I can kill just as well with them staring at my eyes as staring at my knife arm. And a few surprises never hurt anyone.
"Lots of new and shiny around." I state aloud, tilting my head in the direction of the other ships scattered along the hanger. "We being courted and someone didn't inform the clans?"
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