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Sabine ran through the forest after the mythosaur but quickly lost it. How such a large creature, whose head she had seen above the tree line, could disappear so quickly was frustrating and mystifying. She paused in her run, switching her helmet's display to heat signature, but still saw no sign of the creature. She did see a large heat source of to the south though and so headed that way. Maybe the mythosaur was crouching down or settling for a nap?
Soon enough Sabine was near the large heat source and so she slowed to approach cautiously. Switching to the heat sign signature to the minor view, she reactivated the visual light and continued, doing her best not to make any noise. She could now see flickering light up ahead, likely form a fire. Movement as well.
Turning the targeting arm of her helmet forward, her view magnified and she could see two women near the fire; one seemingly dressed in the height of Mandalorian fashion and the other dressed in beskar'gam, the armor for infamous through out the galaxy. Pulling the targeting arm back up, she approached more carefully until she was within earshot.
"Violence cannot be the way forward!" The high fashion woman was saying. Closer now, Sabine could see she wore a head piece suggestive of the mythosaur and was dressed in the royal tones of Mandalore, purples, greens, and blues. Someone important than.
"And who will be left to defend your precious noble cities?" The other woman replied hotly. Sabine could see her armor was painted grey and blue. Deathwatch? "Who will keep the Republic or the Separatist from claiming Mandalore? They will not simply ask if they decide Mandalore is to be theirs and no pretty speech is going to stop them."
"That is what the Protectors are for."
"Ah, so violence is okay as long as someone else is doing it. Can't get your hands dirty now can you?"
Noting the resemblance between the two, despite the vast differences in their dress, Sabine guessed they were the sisters Satine and Bo-Katan Kryze, the last two rulers of Mandalore. Before the Empire and before the brief civil war that brought the Empire.
"We cannot lost ourselves to war again. It would destroy Mandalore. Why can't you see that? Art, Philosophy, Diplomacy, these are what will save our culture!"
"And our warrior's heart and honor will protect those things! Without the will to fight for them, how can they have any meaning?!?"
Soon enough Sabine was near the large heat source and so she slowed to approach cautiously. Switching to the heat sign signature to the minor view, she reactivated the visual light and continued, doing her best not to make any noise. She could now see flickering light up ahead, likely form a fire. Movement as well.
Turning the targeting arm of her helmet forward, her view magnified and she could see two women near the fire; one seemingly dressed in the height of Mandalorian fashion and the other dressed in beskar'gam, the armor for infamous through out the galaxy. Pulling the targeting arm back up, she approached more carefully until she was within earshot.
"Violence cannot be the way forward!" The high fashion woman was saying. Closer now, Sabine could see she wore a head piece suggestive of the mythosaur and was dressed in the royal tones of Mandalore, purples, greens, and blues. Someone important than.
"And who will be left to defend your precious noble cities?" The other woman replied hotly. Sabine could see her armor was painted grey and blue. Deathwatch? "Who will keep the Republic or the Separatist from claiming Mandalore? They will not simply ask if they decide Mandalore is to be theirs and no pretty speech is going to stop them."
"That is what the Protectors are for."
"Ah, so violence is okay as long as someone else is doing it. Can't get your hands dirty now can you?"
Noting the resemblance between the two, despite the vast differences in their dress, Sabine guessed they were the sisters Satine and Bo-Katan Kryze, the last two rulers of Mandalore. Before the Empire and before the brief civil war that brought the Empire.
"We cannot lost ourselves to war again. It would destroy Mandalore. Why can't you see that? Art, Philosophy, Diplomacy, these are what will save our culture!"
"And our warrior's heart and honor will protect those things! Without the will to fight for them, how can they have any meaning?!?"