The Hound of Keldabe
The Garon homestead was a large veshok log house about ten kilometers north of Keldabe and on the kelita river and fringed by a grand veshok forest. The main entrance was a large double wooden door that one open would expose the main central room known in mando’a as karyai that resembled an ancient dining hall. Complete with a fire pit in the center that was surrounded by a long dining table which was perfect for gatherings of all sorts. If you would look to your left from the main entrance there was a kitchen with a open layout giving it direct access to the karyai. You look to the right and there was a bar that was fully stocked with all sorts of liquor. You look straight ahead and passed the dining room there was double doors that matched the entrance that lead to an outdoor deck and that would lead down a wooden path to the boat house off the Kelita river.
The living quarters were in the basement built of stone, with all the rooms stemming off the single long hallway and a trap door in the center that would lead to an emergency escape tunnels that would lead to multiple redoubts and even secret hidden entrances In the forest.
Attached to the main home were a bunk house that could house twenty guests, more if there was cuddling and a medical room stocked for the worse. There was a mechanical hangar complete with landing pad. All in all it was home and it was Strider’s favorite place In the galaxy.
The old mandalorian sat in his veshok rocking chair off the front porch, waiting for his guests to arrive. He had family and friends invited to come, he was here to introduce a new member of his family, a Bothan he had found on the streets of Mos Espa and decided to adopt. The young bothan had very much impressed Garon in his skills of stealth and infiltration. Strider had hired the furry creature on in a special task that needed such a person with the stealth trade. The bothan had spent a month with Strider under his employ and the old mandalorian offered him a chance to be part of his family and clan at the end of the job.
Strider could never have enough children to call his own and possibly more out there that he did not know about. His younger days he was known as the hound of Keldabe, a reputation that he had earned through and through. So far including this new addition he had four children, two biological and two adopted but more would come out of the word works, especially now that old age was starting to make Strider more sentiment and that he began to realize that Legacy was all he had left in life and figured it was best to improve upon such relations, or at least make the attempt of it before he found manda.
He took out a cigar and lit it as he sat there and rocked, enjoying the mid afternoon wind creeping through the forest. He was alone, Tresk was inside getting acquainted with his new home before the guests showed up, so at the moment it was peaceful.
@[member="Henry Garon"] @[member="Satine D'ulin"] @[member="Grimm"] @[member="Tresk Ak'lya"]
The living quarters were in the basement built of stone, with all the rooms stemming off the single long hallway and a trap door in the center that would lead to an emergency escape tunnels that would lead to multiple redoubts and even secret hidden entrances In the forest.
Attached to the main home were a bunk house that could house twenty guests, more if there was cuddling and a medical room stocked for the worse. There was a mechanical hangar complete with landing pad. All in all it was home and it was Strider’s favorite place In the galaxy.
The old mandalorian sat in his veshok rocking chair off the front porch, waiting for his guests to arrive. He had family and friends invited to come, he was here to introduce a new member of his family, a Bothan he had found on the streets of Mos Espa and decided to adopt. The young bothan had very much impressed Garon in his skills of stealth and infiltration. Strider had hired the furry creature on in a special task that needed such a person with the stealth trade. The bothan had spent a month with Strider under his employ and the old mandalorian offered him a chance to be part of his family and clan at the end of the job.
Strider could never have enough children to call his own and possibly more out there that he did not know about. His younger days he was known as the hound of Keldabe, a reputation that he had earned through and through. So far including this new addition he had four children, two biological and two adopted but more would come out of the word works, especially now that old age was starting to make Strider more sentiment and that he began to realize that Legacy was all he had left in life and figured it was best to improve upon such relations, or at least make the attempt of it before he found manda.
He took out a cigar and lit it as he sat there and rocked, enjoying the mid afternoon wind creeping through the forest. He was alone, Tresk was inside getting acquainted with his new home before the guests showed up, so at the moment it was peaceful.
@[member="Henry Garon"] @[member="Satine D'ulin"] @[member="Grimm"] @[member="Tresk Ak'lya"]