Blade of Ession

Location: Ruusan, the Graywall
Heinrich poured over documents within his office as the sounds of movement echoed through the halls of the Graywall. The usually peaceful halls had been growing loud as of late. The Crusade had grown greatly in number in the past months, and they had finally begun moving against the Sith. Heinrich would find himself on the front lines, doing his part in liberating the Tingel Arm, but for now, his place was here. With the growth of the Crusade, came more requirements to maintain their forces, and Heinrich was tasked with seeing it done. After all, they would be no good to the galaxy if they couldn't keep their supply lines open. In the Tingel Arm, enemies were on all sides, waiting for a moment to push them back to Ruusan. They had to be ready at a moment's notice.
Though they were having success in their endeavors, the Crusade was still growing, and as such, had to delegate certain tasks to those that were outside of their circle. One such person was

One of the guards entered the room as he continued to go over the reports from the Arm.
"Sir, the Mandalorian is here to see you."
Heinrich shot a quick look up to him.
"Very well, bring him in."
