Arrbi Betna
Marauder
Betna turned and looked at the group assembled and nodded once. It wasn't every day that a new vein was discovered, but today such a thing had happened. It wasn't a large vein, nor was it expansive, but it was enough that a use could be pulled from the crust of Mandalore. A use that Betna knew the Mandalorians could use.
The soil had been removed by machines leaving only a small section of bedrock exposed. It was large enough for a large work party, but due to the location the heavy machinery couldn't be brought up without great cost. So, instead, Betna had put out a call to the Protectors and to the Mandalorians as a whole. Slowly but surely, they had come.
Armed with a pickax and clad in only trousers and boots, Betna jabbed a thumb at the glistening bedrock before the group.
"Let's get that beskar out of the dirt and off to the smiths," he called aloud to the group. "The faster we work, the faster we're done, and the faster we can move on!"
It was a communal task, much like an agricultural barn raising. They would work together as a group. Though they were but a small, small number of an entire population, it still mattered. It was still important. It was still for the Mandalorian people and for the future of their culture.
With that in mind, Betna lead the way down to where the work lay.
The soil had been removed by machines leaving only a small section of bedrock exposed. It was large enough for a large work party, but due to the location the heavy machinery couldn't be brought up without great cost. So, instead, Betna had put out a call to the Protectors and to the Mandalorians as a whole. Slowly but surely, they had come.
Armed with a pickax and clad in only trousers and boots, Betna jabbed a thumb at the glistening bedrock before the group.
"Let's get that beskar out of the dirt and off to the smiths," he called aloud to the group. "The faster we work, the faster we're done, and the faster we can move on!"
It was a communal task, much like an agricultural barn raising. They would work together as a group. Though they were but a small, small number of an entire population, it still mattered. It was still important. It was still for the Mandalorian people and for the future of their culture.
With that in mind, Betna lead the way down to where the work lay.