Shaw McKeller
The Demon of Concordia
Mandalore
10:00 hours
So far, Shaw had worked up one hell of a sweat. He been digging for the better part of four hours now and had shifted a great deal of rock and ore out of the mine shaft. Why? The answer was simple. Beskar. Why would any Mandalorian want to mine on Mandalore?
He'd lost his old ax on Concordia when he'd had to carve his way out. He'd known it was long gone by now, some shabuir's trophy to put on the wall more than likely. He needed a new weapon, one that fit himself and his style of fighting. He missed his old ax, but with a new life came new changes. This change? A new weapon.
And so, with that in mind, Shaw trundled back into the mine. He'd managed to find some ore, though not much. Perhaps he could meet his ore needs by sundown. If not, it looked like another dreary day in the mines tomorrow.
10:00 hours
So far, Shaw had worked up one hell of a sweat. He been digging for the better part of four hours now and had shifted a great deal of rock and ore out of the mine shaft. Why? The answer was simple. Beskar. Why would any Mandalorian want to mine on Mandalore?
He'd lost his old ax on Concordia when he'd had to carve his way out. He'd known it was long gone by now, some shabuir's trophy to put on the wall more than likely. He needed a new weapon, one that fit himself and his style of fighting. He missed his old ax, but with a new life came new changes. This change? A new weapon.
And so, with that in mind, Shaw trundled back into the mine. He'd managed to find some ore, though not much. Perhaps he could meet his ore needs by sundown. If not, it looked like another dreary day in the mines tomorrow.