Jaster Awaud
Elder of Clan Awaud

- It had been some time since he was last on this planet, probably when was had all of his organic parts. The world was recovering wonderfully from when he first visited after their liberation from the One Sith from the planet. It was during that time that he first meet one of the few people that knew him when he had his humanity attached. All those that knew him were now dead or long retired, yet he and the Queen of this world continued to trudge along. He knew that of all the people still alive, she would be the only one that could be a reminder of what he once stood for. Yet it had been a long time since they last talked.
- Jaster continued to look out the window of the shuttle craft he was traveling in to the planets surface. It was still one of his favorite planets to visit with their rolling hills and vast planes, seeing their white peaked mountains stand out against the spaced out cityscape. This was one of the only views he could stare at and not think of going back to space. He had seen many planets, hundreds if not thousands. However, Alderaan was a peaceful place where he could just take in the living nature and find peace where indecisiveness and turmoil lived within him. It was only here that he was no longer haunted by his past of death and destruction. Alderaan reminded him that where destruction once covered the landscape, hope for a better future was always on the horizon. He saw hope for his homeworld of Mandalore that if Alderaan could come back from the brink of Sith Corruption, so could it.
- His ship finally landed at the designated landing point in the capital, a private strip next to the palace where is friend stated he was to meet her. He liked how the new place was doing as this was his first time seeing it since the reconstruction of the planet. Jaster had seen it many times from a distance or from orbit when he was here on business, but he never stepped inside till today. The old Mandalorian was enjoying his time to get to know the place and to reconnect with his old friend. So much so that he quickly forgot that the women he was seeing was the Queen of this planet and an influential person within the government that kept the core worlds allied together. Jaster was not very political, not many Mandalorians were. Especially after his short stint as a Moff for the First Order after they conquered his cooperate planet it left a bad taste in his mouth. He was a soldier, and in recent months he realized he was better at going his own path then being a leader.
- The old Mandalorian entered the palace and carried a small bag with the tip of a box sticking out. He wore a simple suite that was unbuttoned and a white shirt underneath. It all seemed a little too small on his new Cybernetics that covered most of his body now, but it was the best he had at the moment. Jaster was unsure on what to wear to meet

- One of the servants or staff came up to him and bowed his head, "Master Awaud, the Queen will arrive shortly to meet you," He recovered from his bow and had a realtivly strait face. The man was pretty hard to read, but now he was really stressing about the attire he decided to wear today, "Please wait here till she is ready for you."
- The man walked off as Jaster was a little stunned on what to say. The last time he was addressed as Master, he was barely a young man who was serving as a guard for a Sith when he was a merc. By the Force, was that really 25 years ago. Jaster had his 58th birthday nearly three months ago and it still did not seem real that he survived that long. By the time he realized the man was gone, he was standing in the big hall all by himself. Now he was confused on weather he should sit or just keep standing. It started to feel like a practical joke that Faith didnt offer a manual on proper edict to read on the flight here.