Hira Mitsae
Ain't No Rest For The Wicked
Mandalorian Space
Ziost
Clan Ubehr Territory
On the edge of Mandalorian Space exists a planet covered in ice. It is called Ziost, formerly a world affiliated with the Sith Empire it was annexed by the Mandalorian Clans after the Empire’s dissolution. A strong presence had been needed around these parts, especially with the rapid succession of new nations rising up and falling down which had worried the clans. So it fell upon the Bears of Clan Ubehr to protect the frontier of the Clans, and so they did… starting with the creation of a Fortress on Ziost which served as their permanent base.
But today wasn’t about that, or at least not directly so. A few weeks ago a corporation had made contact with them, offering free armor to Clan Ubehr in an attempt to curry favor - which they probably succeeded in. During the contact between the Clan and the company a meeting had been established.
A feast of sorts.
Which brought us to the matter at hand, with a bustling crowd in Fort Kodiak. Common perception dictated that Clan Ubehr solely consisted of… well… bears, which ain’t exactly true, most members were indeed Arkudans, but membership wasn’t exclusive to them. People simply found them a tad… intidimdating, that’s all.
With food being prepared, tables set and all the other festive affairs settled Dovak’in found himself pacing outside the fortress in the inner-courtyard. The guests would arrive soon and perhaps the clan father was just a little nervous.
[member="Larg’haree Ubehr"] was standing a bit to the side, awkwardly to a point, perhaps wondering what had gotten into his brother.
‘Tell me again.’ Dova replied to the quiet question, that might have not been a question at all. ‘What do we know about this… Baron?’
[member="Larg'haree Ubehr"] [member="Ursino Puff"] [member="Cin'ciri Jurir"] [member="Hal'kanor"] [member="Shad'ukan"] [member="HK-36"] [member="Siobhan Kerrigan"]