Here's To You

[Silas Mantis]

Silas chuckled. "She has a beauty, if you look hard enough." He remarked fondly in regards to his adoptive home. The recent war had added more scars to the planet's eons old collection. The bond between vod both of blood and of battle, the shared purpose, the pride in knowing they were the best of the best, those were what made the Mandalorians truly special. Other groups might've thought themselves to have the same traits, but they would always be second best at most.

"This jackass father have a name?" Silas inquired, joking to himself that [member="Karsan Calnov"] might be one of [member="Strider Ganon"]'s infamously numerous children, before becoming keenly aware of the resemblance between the two. Surely it was coincidental, or perhaps it wasn't.

 

[Karsan Munin]

The look on the big bastard's face meant that he already knew who it might be. He sneered and lit a cigarette.

"I ain't lookin', pal."

He sighed and turned his head towards the big guy next to him.

"Sure does. Guessing there's more like me. More kids without a dad that end up here looking for him."

[member="Silas Mantis"]