Boethiah
Dark Messiah
The Kath Hound bellowed over its pack and the esting canines arched their heads tentatively into the direction of their alpha's lair. This was the nature of Dantooine, the weak gathered around the strong and obeyed its rule so long as they could remain strong. When an alpha grew unwary of the young challengers it would soon find itself displaced and the cycle would begin anew again. For now this particular alpha remained in power; the audacity of new challengers would continue to grow...
"Here is fine." The Host Lord had made her appearance on this paradisaical world within the unyielding territory of The Primeval. A small group of servants laid out a simple wooden table and began to place food and beverage on its surface, two unadorned chairs were placed face-to-face on either end. A Mandalorian warrior proven in combat, Malik Rodarch, was asked to meet the woman here on Dantooine so that they may discuss arrangements pertaining to a pact the two made during the Tournament of the Gods. For some time Anja Aj'Rou had grasped the threat of the Mandalorian power but also the weakness of their lethargic Mandalore who had forsaken old customs. She sought to use this more obstinate man to champion a cause and rightfully take the title of Mandalore from the falsity of usurpation.
With all appearances aside there was far more to do this day than talk, this would also be the day that Clan Rodarch and their loyal allies would build a permanent bastion of power to combat the declining strength of their misguided cousins.
Just beyond the humdrum scene was the vestige of an old fortress; humble ruins of greater days.
[member="Valerie Vizsla"] | [member="Taneith Vizsla"] | [member="Hutuun'Kyramud"] | [member="Malik Rodarch"]
"Here is fine." The Host Lord had made her appearance on this paradisaical world within the unyielding territory of The Primeval. A small group of servants laid out a simple wooden table and began to place food and beverage on its surface, two unadorned chairs were placed face-to-face on either end. A Mandalorian warrior proven in combat, Malik Rodarch, was asked to meet the woman here on Dantooine so that they may discuss arrangements pertaining to a pact the two made during the Tournament of the Gods. For some time Anja Aj'Rou had grasped the threat of the Mandalorian power but also the weakness of their lethargic Mandalore who had forsaken old customs. She sought to use this more obstinate man to champion a cause and rightfully take the title of Mandalore from the falsity of usurpation.
With all appearances aside there was far more to do this day than talk, this would also be the day that Clan Rodarch and their loyal allies would build a permanent bastion of power to combat the declining strength of their misguided cousins.
Just beyond the humdrum scene was the vestige of an old fortress; humble ruins of greater days.
[member="Valerie Vizsla"] | [member="Taneith Vizsla"] | [member="Hutuun'Kyramud"] | [member="Malik Rodarch"]