Blood soaked Sands

[Gilamar Skirata]

Mandalorian Military Instilation-Acyk​

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(Ah-SEEK)​

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A sigh escaped the old man's lips as he stared from a the tall central control tower of Acyk, a military instillation a few kilometers out from Sundari, the old New Mandalorian capital. Off in the distance he could see where the White Dunes kissed the hills and cliffs that marked the territory near Norg Bral. It was here, in this rocky desert middle ground that the first graduating class of the Red Legion. Today they were undergoing various final health checks, final tests, and various other things.
The area had been chosen as Mandalore's second most inhospitable environment, the first being the actual White Desert where they could only live beneath giant bio-cubes which would defeat the purpose of the harsh training intended for the Red Legion, a force for what was becoming known as the "Mandalorian Empire". Gilamar himself didn't like the term. Empire left a bad taste in his mouth as he remembered the Sith as well as a Ghost story his father used to tell of the Mandalorian's demise. Regardless, he let people think what they would, it was better that way. He knew the power of the word, and he would not say no to that power.

He stood now, without armor in his body glove, his hand and forehead pressed against the transparisteel window. "Mand'alor, they are nearly ready for you." A curt grunt came in reply. <I'll be ready in a moment,> he replied in his native tongue by instinct. He then remembered that not of the Leggionnares knew the language and he turned, chuckling at his worry. Behind him stood another Mandalorian, clad in her own armor. Waving his hand, she left, closing the door behind her. It was time to get ready...

((OOC: This is the time you all will get to meet each other. Taking final Health checks, language tests, armor and uniform fitting ))

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@[member="Marrik Aloxum"] @[member="Rion Ke Teldan"] @Ploog @Khull @[member="Strider Garon"]

 

[Nyos Val]

Thankful for his hood, Marrik shielded his eyes from the intense sunlight above him. He had received confirmation that his application into the Red Legion was accepted. He was to be trained by the Mandalorians to be the greatest of soldiers the galaxy would know, next to the Mandos of course. He stood in the courtyard of the massive complex with barely a bag, his cloak, and his weapons. All of which were tucked under his cloak, nearly invisible.

@[member="Gilamar Skirata"] @[member="Strider Garon"] @[member="Khull"] @Rion Ke Taldon

 

[Juggerduck]

@[member="Gilamar Skirata"] @Strider Garon @Khull @Rion Ke Taldon

9'7" and nearly 800 pounds of grey-green-hided beast dropped a sack large enough to transport several Human bodies at his feet, his sail-like ears flapping to both keep slying insects from settling on him, and to help cool his skin in Acyk's desert heat.

"Graduation day," he muttered. With a smile that pulled up all three trunks and four tusks, the Cragmoloid wondered where they'd find enough material to armor him. "Add a jet pack and Ploog will be able to double as a transport for Squibb," he said in a friendly tone to the man standing beside him. "Once Ploog saved eight people from a burning building by acting as a living step ladder. True story." The mighty figure pointed a thumb at himself. "Name's Ploog. Make things explody. Who you be, chum?"

 

[Nyos Val]

Marrik. He noted simply. The hood over his face gave off a shadowed image inside the red cloth. Even in the bright sunlight, Marrik felt cool and relaxed. The big creature provided some decent shade as well. Made for a very...pleasant tree.

@[member="Ploog"]

 

[Brin Vext]

leaning up against a wall with nothing but his light combat armour and cloak, Brin stood back and watched the other cadets coming in with bags and mingling. he had no memory of military training but the hole experience felt strangely familiar. he had not brought anything with him other then what he was wearing. he didn't own anything else to bring and the legion would be supplying him with everything he needed from now on anyway.

 

[Preliat Mantis]

Preliat watched them all, his arms crossed. He blinked several times, before watching Gil approached. He was a little ways away from the legionnaires, his helmet clipped to his belt. He stared at them all, tapping his fingers along his armored biceps.


@[member="Brin Vext"] @Ploog @Marrik Aloxum

 

[Brin Vext]

Brin looks around as the cadets slowly comeing in, people from many different species and walks of life. leaving the wall he had been resting agains, Brin walks over into the mass of cadets waiting to be given their first orders.

@[member="Preliat Mantis"] @[member="Marrik Aloxum"] @[member="Ploog"] @[member="Gilamar Skirata"]