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  1. Leandros Solus

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    Nar Shaddaa was a wretched den of iniquity, the gilding and glamor of the upper levels disguising the grime below where the majority of its population writhed about in the filth of their own corruption like maggots drawn to a corpse. It was easy to get lost here on the Smuggler’s Moon – too easy – and that meant that individuals flocked here in droves to begin their new lives or to propagate their vile ways. With the dissolution of the Sith Empire, many such Imperial refugees, warlords, and disillusioned Sith fled their worlds as the Mandalorian scourge began to sweep through and lay waste to what was once theirs.

    Many came here, to Nar Shaddaa, to begin a new life as a member of some underhive gang or to join whatever planetary enforcer guild they could. While this largely went ignored by the Mandalorian rulers of the planet, there were a select few cases where the Mandalorians grew incredibly interested in the refugees. When the Sith and their profane teachings arrived on the planet and were reported present, hunting parties often went out in search of the archenemy to destroy them and prevent others from joining their cause.

    Leandros had personally been on the hunt for the past few days, bored from managing the crusade and wanting to exercise his urban tracking skills a little more. There had been word of a powerful Sith on the planet with an acolyte trying to turn a gang to be his personal warband, and Leandros decided that this needed a personal intervention. He demanded the aid of one other Mandalorian so that he could see how his soldiers were doing, and there was no shortage of volunteers. Eventually, he randomly selected a Rau clansman to accompany him on the hunt, and now he sat outside the dingy cantina that he intended as a rendezvous point. He leaned against the wall, an invisible barrier around him warding off any undesirables. He was one of the most well-known Mandalorians in the galaxy, and with him the leader of the warrior people, the citizens of Nar Shaddaa knew that he was one person to not irritate.

    He rolled a coin between his knuckles idly as he waited, his eyes scanning the crowds of people as they passed by.

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  2. Vale Rau

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    Vale had visited Nar Shadda only a few times, mostly for the service of the Werda Verda as it now called. He personally hated city life and that's why he attempted to stay away from it as far as possible. There was a reason why he had spent so much time on his farmstead and in the wilderness but he had been issued a mission from ones above even the Mand'alor but then he was the who had sent him a message. Vale's allegiance for the Werda Verda was a secret he held dear and as far as the Mand'alor knew he would still be a Rau clan member even though he didn't bear the same colors they traditionally did.

    Vale navigated through the streets towards the rendezvous that he was told to be at. The cape connected to his shoulders concealed his weapons and he was grateful for that at least. He couldn't say the same for himself as the neon signs connected to the various shops reflected off of his helmet and other pieces of him. The pedestrians walking past him could tell he was Mandalorian instantly from his T-visor and they gave him enough distance where he didn't have to bump shoulders and that made the trip easier to the cantina. It only took a few moments until Vale finally reached his destination and spotted the man he was supposed to meet. He stood out easy enough, people as well giving him distance and choosing not to invoke a Mandalorian's wrath.

    Vale slithered between the people before appearing out of the crowd and in Leandros' view. He stopped a few feet in front of the man and bowed the upper half of his body slightly as he brought his arm to his chest. He spoke in Mando'a to the Mand'alor, "Greetings Mand'alor, it's my pleasure to serve." Vale lowered his arm afterward and stood to his full height, it matching the man's as their gazes met in the middle. While Vale had never met the man himself, the stories about him were very well known and Vale respected him highly, his own hatred for the force-users making him wish he could join the crusade but he had duties elsewhere. "Your message was vague. You are hunting for someone?" The Mandalorian could assume that Leandros kept his message short for a reason.
     
  3. Leandros Solus

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    Leandros continued to roll the coin around his knuckles deftly, passing the time as he waited on the man meant to meet him here. He checked his chrono with the other hand, realizing that he was still fairly early and telling himself to cool off and wait a little bit. Antsy barely began to describe it, really; he wanted to go out already and start hunting this Sith down, but he knew he needed to take things slowly. Killing one’s way through hordes of gangsters was fun, but it would drive their prey underground; he needed to think this through.

    A few minutes passed before he saw the other Mandalorian appear from the midst of the crowd. Leandros knew the man was a Rau clansman, even if he didn’t wear their colors, and that he was fairly skilled, but that was it. Other than those two little tidbits of information, he knew scant else. The marauder gave a curt little bow, a sign of respect that he was still not used to receiving and addressed him. Leandros rolled the coin over into his palm and pocketed it, pushing his back off the wall.

    ”Not a person,” he corrected, shaking his head, ”A Sith and their acolyte. We’ve rumors that they’re trying to turn a gang into their own little army down here.” He gestured towards the bar that they were outside, indicating for the man to join him in walking in. ”We’re going to do a little asking around,” before they crossed the threshold into the bar he paused and put a hand up against Vale’s chest to stop him, ”No killing in there. Not unless they start it. We need to know where these rats are hiding and can’t bring too much attention to ourselves.” With that, he turned around and continued in. The irony of the Mand’alor not bringing much attention to himself amused him, but the people of Nar Shaddaa were generally self-serving and avoided conflict where they could. All they needed to do was scare them well enough.

    The bar was a total dive. Dingy, grimy, loud, full of aliens of every species; generally, Leandros would avoid these kinds of places like the plague, but they had a job to do. This was the last rumored location of the supposed Sith and their acolyte, so this was the best place to begin their hunt. Leandros walked alongside Vale, keeping a hand close to his blaster just in case. ”Let’s go talk to the bartender first,” he said, pushing his way through the crowd towards the bar.

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  4. Vale Rau

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    Vale's grip around his own blade tightened when he heard of the word Sith. It was natural for their kind to hate the force users but for this Mandalorian, it held a religious fervor behind it. This would be the first step for Vale in achieving what he wanted and the possibility of finding a Sith made his heart beat faster even though he was stoic with his armor masquerading his features. Vale followed Leandros' finger to the bar that was across the street, an influx of criminals he could assume, flowing in and out of the building. He didn't expect them to find the Sith here but he still kept up his guard as he walked with the Manda'lor. That alone was enough to be on guard knowing how the waters were feeling towards their people.

    Fortunately in a weird twist of luck, without his own jetpack, he was just forced to use the cape connected to his shoulders but at that moment he was quite grateful for it as it hid most of his weaponry. Or it was at least enough to ease the establishment's patrons as they only gave Vale a quick glance and mostly fixed their eyes on Leandros. It was only because of the visible weaponry and his armor but after a few seconds, they returned to whatever activities they were doing before the pair entered. No killing, so the first thing he did was just gaze around the room and see who stood out. The problem was, Vale realized after a few moments, that nobody stood out except the two of them and that gave him a thought.

    Before Leandros could get too far to the bar, Vale put his hand on the man's shoulder to stop him and spoke to him in a hushed tone so only they could hear, "Wait here Mand'alor, I have an idea to flush them out." No one was going to talk to the two Mandalorians, at least not on Nar Shadda and when Sith are involved. Easily slipping in and out of the crowd until he reached the bar, simply placing both his arms down on the counter behind the bartender's back as Vale stared at him. It didn't take long for the bartender's sixth sense to kick in and he finally turned around to see the Mandalorian. "If you ain't buying a drink then I don't know why you standing there." Vale continued to remain silent, staring at him with the reflective glass of the T visor as the bartender started to become uncomfortable. "Look, if you ain't buying nothing, then get the hell out of my bar. You all only cause trouble." The man tried to turn away but suddenly Vale shot his arm out and grabbed his collar, pulling the man back towards him as he would roughly collide against the counter.

    To the others in the room, they would sneak peeks over to the two Mandalorians from time to time. One human that was mingled with a couple of aliens continued to sneak in glances until he saw Vale with the bartender, the man's nerves increasing instantly. From his point of view, he couldn't see that Vale wasn't saying anything, only that the bartender seemed to be spilling the contents of his head out to the Mandalorian. Instantly getting up to depart with a few others at the table, they make their way to the backdoor instead. Vale instantly let go of the bartender before pressing two fingers to his helmet that connected to the comm with his gaze still locked on the man, "Eight o'clock, backdoor."