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Rue would inhale sharply at the forgemaster's words, feifi was gone.. she would swiftly move to wipe some tears away with her arm, forcing herself to keep together for the time being. She would try to sit up, which felt awkward, as she was left hand dominant, so she sorta flopped for a second...

Rue would look upon the forge master when he entered, nodding her head gently in greetings, part of a smile creeping onto her lips, before swiftly vanishing. <“Despite it all..”> she would look to her hand in thought, before she winced, she felt like complete utter shit, both physically and...

..It was cold.. It was lucky the forge master arrived when he did, as rues wounds were quite severe, the environment certainly did her no favors either, as the armorer's blade was still embedded into her dead assailant. What seemed to be rues left arm was a few inches away from her body...

Rue was just about to exit this absolute shit hole, when a young Rodian would approach her, at first, she was willing to just ignore him and pretend that she didn't hear him, but then he said those absolutely magical words, “I can pay.” and rue, well, she loved money, even if part of her didn't...

Rue would be kicked onto her back, before rolling to avoid a strike from feifi, getting grazed in her shoulder, she grunts painfully, before reaching for her weapon again, thrusting it up right into feifis chest. Under rues helmet, tears began to fall, blurring her vision, and the realisation...

Concord dawn 0000 hours ..The cold months.. On one of her many adventures, rue had lost possession of her hammer, part of her was absolutely furious, but she had received a transmission from someone familiar… one of her biggest regrets, a burden she had carried since she learned of her...

The tepmuart would sigh gently, man, these drinks were absolutely shit! She was quite disappointed as to why these non alcoholic drinks were just that bad.. oh well.. the tepmuart would stand, moving to pay off her tab, she would move to grab her hammer, placing it back on her back, as she would...

Null Welcome to the dunes! Rue was a totally legitimate business woman, always down to make good money where there was a good market to be found, it was in her blood as a tepmuart after all, trade was her jam, just as much as kicking hut’uun hides and smithing songsteel armaments were, and...

<"sister.."> Rue would ponder that word for a moment, it felt odd, foreign.. of course she had no issue with it but it.. it stung a little.. like an old barb, it reminded her of the only regret she still clung to, not saving him. The one meant to be her other half.. maybe if they are reborn...

<"Ahhh now that's the difficult part now is it! lot of concordians are nomadic nowadays, even if they 'live' on the planet itself, the warriors amongst us are usually on the move quite often, the only people who really settle down are the craftsmen and farmers as typical, or to run places such...

<"eep!> Oh dear, rue knew that voice all too well, a voice of a good friend indeed, still, it was enough to startle the poor smith, fumbling the energy crossbow but catching it at the last second with a sigh. "<Hauron, hello! you didn't tell me you were coming to concord dawn, I would have...

Rue hadn't seen the red armored mandalorian approach, as she was ducking down to set something up under her desk, she heard - “Greetings vod. How much credits for one of those bows?” Rue popped her head up from her desk, standing upright, first customer of the day, time to get to work! <"Ah...

Open for all mandalorians and independants! ...Concord dawn... the edge of the mandalore sector 1300 hours Home. Well, as close as a tepmuart can consider to be home, the nomadic armorer and merchant, Rue Tepmuart flew as she had her ship passively scanned by the protectors who flew...

Concord dawn was young, the farm fields green, No stain yet on the land was seen, no words were laid on stream or stone. When Aram woke and walked alone. she named the nameless hills and dells; she drank from yet untasted wells; she stooped and looked in fields far and near, And saw a crown of...

"ooooh my god don't get me started, had to do security bullshit for the local families, ever since that friar died, and that space station blew up, planets been a powder keg.." Rue would down a portion of her glass. It was not black ale.. but it was something to help refresh her brain cells...

at first, rue couldn't tell where that voice was coming from, huh? what? then she realized that the voice came from her blind side, and wow, she was SHORT, even by rues standards! oh my goodness so this was what the rest felt when looking at her, hah, well if she didn't count the ears at least...

what does a trigger happy, gun loving, short, arms dealing mandalorian with a penchant for slapping the hell out of people who annoyed her do after a job well done on this absolute powder keg of a planet? does she A. get the hell out, and get back home to concord dawn, so she could work on her...

rue would smirk, returning the handshake, nodding at his words, she collected her bowl, cleaning up, there was plenty of work to do, and they would discuss the finer points and whatnot later, rue would continue to show Hauron everything she knew with a reignited vigor, and he would find her...

Rue remains silent for a second after listening to the solus, pondering for a moment, She sighs, looking at her helmet, the three scratches that adorned it, she listened to the rally masters words, staring into the T visor of her helmet. She clicks her tongue in thought at his words, there was...

"I-..." she trailed off, not having an answer for that, what would she do?.. she had never truly thought about it, for years she's fantasised about it, running what she would say and do in her mind, over, and over, she wanted nothing short of bringing her to their knees, but in practice?.. What...