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Two Nomads Walk Into A Bar..

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So, what did happen when two nomads walked into a bar. Looking for a fight? Well generally it was a good show, but when it turned out that said cantina was owned by a vicious trandoshan warlord who really hated Mandolorians and it turned out the other nomad was the fething ex-mandalore? Yeah, you guessed. It was a karking mess!

Astrian sat at one end of the bar, his crimson armour hid under a long brown worn out cloak, the red lighting of the room leaving him looking dark and mysterious. Girls danced on the stage and twirled on polls, men and women both barked like dogs in hormonal excitement as the zeltron girl expressed just how flexible she was on the lap of a random spectator. The trandoshan warlord sat on second level on a throne that looked to be made out of marble, likely stolen. He had two small zeltron girls massaging him and cozy under his thick reptilian arms. A bounty hunter stood beside him, dawned in some fancy armour. Several other trandoshan body guards stood watch on the upper and lower levels in strategic places, and then the front door opened. Someone was coming in, Astrians eyes shifted to the door. A man stood in it, his features hidden as the sun masked his appearance as it beat off his back, the sun slid past him into the room. Almost blinding some of the people inside, the room almost feel to silence other than the music as everyone watched with curiosity. Something was about to happen.

[member="Verz Horak"]
 
That was never a good sign. The room falls quiet when you walk in is never a good sign. Verz had landed the Nomad in the docks nearby, and waiting on a refuel, he decided to get a drink at the nearby bar. As he entered the bar, and the door closed behind him, his features became apparent to those inside.

Scarlet beskar armor, old and battle worn. Light reflecting off of the black T-shaped visor, the quiet breathing from inside the helmet. A warrior for sure. The survivor of many clashes with the Sith, in the first major war after the Darkness. The bar patrons might not have known it, but this Mandalorian had killed many and even conquered worlds, commanded fleets, and ruled the Clans of Mandalore. But all that was behind him as he wandered the galaxy, searching for something and nothing.

[member="Astrian Callus"]
 
The trandoshan warlord was already cleaning a large machete and holding a rocket launcher in his grasp. "Hello there, a mandalorian walks into our bar. But.." The trandoshan leaped to his feet, "Not just any karking mando. But an ex-mandalore at that!" Saliva was slipping from his mouth in excitement as almost all the men in the room began picking up rifles and pistols. Two trandoshan guards taking the liberty of locking the door shut behind the mandolorian. Astrian stood up in the room, now standing fully at his 8 foot tall in height. This warlord would reward him handsomely for returning the head of a mandalore to his feet, this could be his chance to get out of this trash heap. He activated his red lightsaber in his hand and yellow eyes caught [member="Verz Horak"]. The warlord laughed as he saw the blade activate. "And a force user comes to play! Let's sit back and watch boys!" The warlord demanded as he held his bazooka in hand, looking down the scope to get a better view as Astrian effortlessly slammed a chair out of his way before slowly making his way towards the mandalorian. His cloak falling off to reveal the armour completely. The clubs music began to beat loudly and the girls began to dance and the men stood tense as they watched for battle to commence. "Let's get this over with.." Astrian spoke, moving towards the mandalorian.
 
Well, kark. It seemed nobody warned him that the bar owner didn't like Mandalorians. Just karking swell. Verz sighed, his HUD highlighting potential threats. Time for these karkers to die. But then, the familiar whoosh of a lightsaber. He spun to see the lightsaber wielder. So, a swordfight? Verz drew his beskad, the light of the club gleaming off of the razor sharp Mandalorian Iron.

"I will give you all one chance to let me go, or I will kill anyone with a weapon in here."

[member="Astrian Callus"]
 
"I don't think it's going to play out so smoothly, it's just me and you." Astrian commented, stopping. He burst into the force with a boost in speed, spinging with his blade to the right of the man in an attempt to catch him off guard and disable his weapon arm before the fight began. Non-force users were nothing to be afraid of! Even if they were an ex-mandalore. Their power was insignificant to that of the force.

[member="Verz Horak"]
 
Suddenly the one who had stood up rushed at him, using the Force against him. If only he had Forcebraker grenades! Ah well, he had fought without them before. Verz's sword had already been up, but even then, Force speed is fast. He barely got his beskad into position for blocking. He grunted as the force of impact with his enemy traveled up his arms. "You think I will fall to you? I have fought three Sith Emporers in combat and survived!" With this he attempted to bring his armored foot down on his foe's shin, hoping to crack it.

[member="Astrian Callus"]
 
A large metal foot can crashing down, colliding with the songsters plate that absorbed most of the attack. His blade, collided with the mandolorians blade. Astrian took the moment of falter in his balance to his advantage. Pressing forward with augmented strength. He brought his leg around behind the Mandolorian in attempt to to trip him up, he hoped it would work. "But you've never faced me before!" He remarked as he pressed all his might down on the Mandolorian.

[member="Verz Horak"]
 
Evidently, Captain Obvious. Verz felt the pressure of his enemy pressing down on him. And now there was a leg behind his, trying to trip him. Kark. The former Mand'alor held his ground as well as he could, but he still was being pushed backwards. So he did something unexpected as he fell downwards. He grabbed the lightsaber blade with his hand. Some would think this to be idiotic, but those people would be morons. The armored glove, his crushgaunt, had a Mandalorian Iron grip on the palm and fingers, along with the nearly microscopic and razor sharp edges all over the fist and palm, for both grip and serious damage when it came to blows. Then he pulled on the saber, trying to pull his opponent down with him.

[member="Astrian Callus"]
 
Astrian used his augmented strength, to take advantage of the situation he twisted his blade with such strength that he doubted the mandolorian could resist and plummeted down the blade into the armour on his chest. Tensing his legs and pushing down with only his upper body, he could feel the blade of his lightsaber almost shivering in his hands in collision with the crushgaunt. "Whatever that is you have there, I can't wait to try it out after I loot it from your corpse." He taunted, pressing down on the man with all his might.

[member="Verz Horak"]
 
And when push comes to shove, Verz pushes back. He pushed back on the lightsaber, still grasping the blade, pushing with all his might. And more. The reactive material of the crushgaunt was amplifying his physical strength, allowing him to be exponentially stronger in his arms and hands. One of his ancestors used these very crushguants in the Vong War, and cracked a Vong's biological armor with them. Adrenaline pumped through Verz, as it always did in battle. He felt the bitter taste in the back of his throat.

[member="Astrian Callus"]
 
Astrian continued to push down on the man, his augmented strength coming into play. It didn't make sense to him, even with the crushgaunts Astrian was still stronger and bigger. He had the advantage, pressing down further and empowering his strength with that of the force. He pushed down, his blade scrapping through the clutches of the crushguants and down towards the breast plate of the mandalore's armour. For all astrian knew, it would kill him. But beskar was beskar, and Astrian didn't know what the armour the mandolorian wore was made out of, Astrian was at a serious disadvantage.

[member="Verz Horak"]
 
It ses the warrior did not know about beskar. Good. Let him know his main weapon could not kill Verz that easily. Verz had precious little time to come up with a way out of the situation though. The man was physically stronger, so Verz would need to play a game of wits and luck here. A simple idea popped into the Mandalorian's head. He suddenly stopped resisting and pulled the lightsaber down, trying to use his opponent's push and momentum against him. At the same time he brought his head up, trying to bash [member="Astrian Callus"] 's head into the beskar helmet. An old but true "Keldabe Kiss".
 
[member="Verz Horak"]'s helmet came crashing into Astrian as his blade and his own strength were used against him as the blade was pulled down. Upon collision, his head slammed against the smaller and more fragile man's skull. However, due to the beskar helmet, Astrians grip of his saber was loosened and he stumbled backwards, however his grip on the blade remained. This wasn't to last for long as the Trandoshan Warlord was growing impatient, he leaped from his seat. Firing a rocket in between the two combatans. Who both would be caught in the impact, however Astrians opponent was already on the ground. With that, Astrian was thrown across the room, his songsteel armour absorbing most of the impact as he crashed into the walls of the bar. The wall cracked and created trenches across the area of impact. The large man fell, landing in a crouched position. The smoke of the rocket launcher still clearing, Astrian empowered both of his fists with that of the force. Ready to attack his enemy.

[member="Verz Horak"]
 
[member="Astrian Callus"]

Ouch. Mandalorian beskar may have been hard to damage, but shockwaves still hurt. Verz's thermal imaging was activated by a quick blink at one of the HUD's icons. The new vision mode cut through the smoke to show where his foes were. The Mando pushed himself off of the ground. He looked around, then pulled out his Verpine shatter-pistol and aimed at the Trandoshan, firing three fast shots at the lizard, the hypersonic pellets cutting through the air quickly. He then moved to his besk'ad and grabbed it, holding the shortsword at the ready with the pistol in the other.
 
Astrian slowly got to his feet, his blade still in hand. He looked to see the trandoshan warlord with a blaster bolt in his chest, laughing and loading up another shot. Astrian in a fit of anger clenched his fist, lifiting the trandoshan into the air and slamming it down to the lower floor. He squealed helplessly as he head went first and was crushed under the weight of his body and the force behind it. Then, he turned. Sensing the mandolorian ahead of him, he used the force to pull a blaster from the hands of one of the trandoshan guards and began firing at the mandolorian. "Blast it!" He cursed, he had had enough of this mandalore.

[member="Verz Horak"]
 
[member="Astrian Callus"]

Well, now on to the Force User. Verz looked about, and finding the smoke too thick to see through, he blinked a few times, activating the thermal vision mode in his HUD. Outlined around him were the panicking bargoers, some trying to run out the door and others taking cover. He saw his foe across the room, now armed with a balster. Now the fight was going his way. Blaster to blaster, warrior to warrior. Verz charged, blaster bolts hitting his armor but not penetrating it. He raised the beskad, ready to swing it at Astrian.
 
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Astrian charged fourth, the songsteel plate absorbing the blaster bolts as they both charged. Astrian's size and speed caused him to be directly up in Verz Horak's face, however the shockwave from the rocket had disorientated him and some blaster bolts sunk into his skin, then he was cut open across the stomach by a beskar blade. He dropped, sliding across the floor into a defensive position, using the power of telekenesis to push back the Mandalorian with a powerful force blast.

[member="Verz Horak"]
 

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