Ordo
War
@[member="Siobhan Kerrigan"] @[member="Tegaea Alcori"] @[member="Anija Ordo"] @Anyone in Firemane @Clan Ordo
KAESHANA
FIREMANE OFFICES.
Ordo walked towars the offices his Heavy suit of Black Beskar'gam was a stark contrast the the elegance of the native peoples. The Clan, rank and symbols signifying his various engagements stood out brightly in Orange paint. He carried his black beskad and Mandalorian Ripper as was his custom and his battered leather wrapped light saber sat at the small of his back. His new Fett Kal blade was sheath in his chest H-harness. It was all just custom. He was here for business nothing more. Firemane was a top arms producer and his clan was preparing for war.
His gray-green eyes scanned the area as he entered the lobby. They hopefully still expected him. He pulled off his helmet and held it in one hand as he approached the reception desk.
"Allit'buir Ordo to see Mrs. Alcori, please." He said in his deep resonating voice. Now just to wait.
KAESHANA
FIREMANE OFFICES.
Ordo walked towars the offices his Heavy suit of Black Beskar'gam was a stark contrast the the elegance of the native peoples. The Clan, rank and symbols signifying his various engagements stood out brightly in Orange paint. He carried his black beskad and Mandalorian Ripper as was his custom and his battered leather wrapped light saber sat at the small of his back. His new Fett Kal blade was sheath in his chest H-harness. It was all just custom. He was here for business nothing more. Firemane was a top arms producer and his clan was preparing for war.
His gray-green eyes scanned the area as he entered the lobby. They hopefully still expected him. He pulled off his helmet and held it in one hand as he approached the reception desk.
"Allit'buir Ordo to see Mrs. Alcori, please." He said in his deep resonating voice. Now just to wait.