The following bounds are set: a home, a mass of metal, two thousand paces long. Slim and blunt as a shovel-blade, forged of pale red havod.
Few touches of Mandalorian or Dathomiri design; the makers have moved beyond such concerns.
In mission, consider how often comparable vessels trade away nimbleness for power and resilience. This vessel makes another choice.
Its skin is tough, to be sure, but its sharp teeth are small and few.
Speed and agility tend to serve little purpose for a vehicle of this scale, as simple escorts can match it easily enough with modest numbers. That much is common knowledge.
Consider, though, the clan's expertise in fighting through nebular veils.
Consider a ship suited to hide in the murk and the scatter, drifting silent in dense currents where others could barely navigate, let alone pass unnoticed.
Consider a metal home adorned with specialized eyes and ears and methods of navigation.
Consider brilliant missiles and squadrons of ethereal Veildancers.
Consider stranger capacities -- heavy beams and grapnels to drag ships to their death, limpets that latch to greater things and steal them away.
Consider a ship that can lure neebray manta and mynock and starweird and exogorth via the great songs, fly among them, direct them against its enemies.
Above all, ponder this: how the arts and alchemies of the clan allow passage through turbulent passages.
From living compasses to lonely threadspinners - gifts to smaller craft - and an unseen lighthouse and songs of astrolabic navigation, this metal home shall guide its friends through deathly trails.
These limits and possibilities define the great ship Savage, flag of Ember Rekali, once clanfather of the Rekali, once warmaster of the Mando'ade, now just a man without need of tradition.
As the clan severs itself from ill-fit identity, so to does this vessel.
By warrant of clan chief Alec Rekali, the Savage serves at its master's pleasure and takes on tasks across the known expanse.
It waits in treacherous, trackless clouds, unseen.
Thus the spell concludes, identity defined and sealed by witchmaster and by clan-voice.
While the Savage acts in audacity, so shall the the Force bless it.