by Nekoinu » Sun Jun 10, 2018 9:27 pm
The Mandalorian of Clan Ordo was given safe passage out through the desert. Sniper fire converged elsewhere and therefore allowed a few prisoners to escape unharmed.
Out there, in the desert, one of them in rags stopped him. However, he was much burlier and healthier than the others. "I will be your opponent today." He tore off his cloak and stepped back. "Clan Ordo? Here to prove the Mandalore pretender wrong? You will bleed knowing that your efforts were for a Republic not worth saving."
He tore off his shirt as well, revealing a body scarred by prior blades. "I, Garreth of Clan Varad, seek glory in this duel today!" he shouted into the air with his arms lifted to the sky. "I have no demands of my opponent shall I win. Blood will be enough! My only request, if death comes for me, is to be given the respect due to the Mando'ade."
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