Prazutis
Prudii Kyr'am Alor/Mandalorian Elder

LOCATION
Mandalore, a Cantina somewhere
CANTINA AMBIANCE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HfzhRIWpcqM

A Cantina located somewhere on Mandalore buzzed with life, various species from all over the galaxy socializing and enjoying their drinks. As people continued about their lives without a care there sat a man in the back corner in a booth that was dimly lit. Red and black Beskar'gam. His Buy'ce sit on the table a drink in his hand as he sat and watched the life around the cantina listening to the music as he enjoyed his drink. This man was A'den Kyr'am, a member of the Mandalorian Empire, a war veteran and hero. He was also the Alor for the Mandalorian clan Prudii Kyr'am. A'den took another sip of his drink watching a green twi-lek dancer flirting with some human smuggler, probably trying to swindle him out of credits. A'den simply smirked and shook his head. A'den has always thought the female Twi-Leks were beautiful creatures, hell his first wife was a rare red twi-lek.
A'den then turned his attention to the bartender serving various drinks to other patrons, one thing he noticed was that there was none of his kind, mandalorians no vode in this cantina, or none that he could see over the vast variety of people buzzing about in the place. Kind of interesting that this place was on Mandalore and he was the only Mandalorian in here, but oh well, he simply shrugged it off and continued to watch the other people as he took another sip of his drink. This time A'den's attention turned to a Sabacc game being played by two alien species across the cantina. Good game sabacc, A'den was at one time good at it but he gave it up.
A'den sighed relaxing his thoughts now dwelling on the past, surprised at how grown [member="Ginnie Dib"] and [member="Yasha Mantis"] have grown, little Yashy now Mand'alor, holy crap, and Ginnie getting married, WTF. He remembered them when they were young, but hey it's been a while and he was gone for a while, but in this new Mandalorian Empire he is glad at least two people remember him and what he has done for his people, his culture, his vode. Now he just has to show all these new guys what he's made of, a task that won't be easy but will come in time. A'den nodded to his thoughts and then took another sip of his drink and sat back and relaxed in his chair continuing to watch everyone have a good time.
(Open to anyone in the ME)