Recent content by Diocletian Solus

Diocletian nodded to the comments made by the other occupants of the room. The War Council had been recently dubbed as such in the minds of the people as well as in reality. Dio looked around at the faces in the room and nodded to himself. They would do well by their people with the minds in...

Diocletian was back on Contruum as it had become a sort of de facto headquarters for the Mand’alor. It did not hurt that House Solus had a base on the planet that they had established back when they were still Clan Solus. It seemed so long ago to Dio, those days when they were tear-assing across...

Diocletian and his family were on Contruum with the rest of the Badgers. He had met with Raz and she had passed leadership of the House over to him. The warrior had immediately gone to his family, wanting to share a moment with them before the announcement was made public. He had been talking...

Dio grinned under his own helmet at the amused huff from Koil. He took a moment to look around the apartment as he entered. It was as spartan in accommodation as he might expect from a still single Mandalorian. Koil could most likely count on one hand the number of nights he spent in the place...

Dio parked his Ranger approximately two blocks from the target. He stood from the vehicle and motioned over a small boy who was playing a game with a ball and a dog in the alley. He knelt down and handed the boy five credits. He asked the boy about the area and was rewarded with the best way to...

Diocletian had been home on leave when he got the word from Koil that he needed a little help with a bounty. Dio knew that his clan mate was working on getting some cash together to start a tattoo shop, so he didn’t mind putting the old armor to work helping a friend. He had changed course and...

Diocletian smiled as the familiar voice of Koil came across the comms system. He had not realized they had assigned two Field Marshalls to the mission, but it made sense. Azure was a world they needed to sew up and in a hurry. It wasn’t the most strategic of worlds, but it had been such...

Diocletian listened and smiled several times as the conversation went on, mostly at Raz’s reactions to his revelations. He enjoyed talking about his family, it helped keep him grounded and reminded him what he did all of this for. It also kept them in the front of his mind as he spent far less...

Location: Azure Dice: HERE Participants: @Critas @Darasuum Prompt: Azure is one of the few Independent planets in the Mid Rim, near the Contruum system. The Mandalorians have spent quite a few resources in securing that area. To solidify their hold on the area, they need to add those worlds...

Diocletian entered the tent when bidden and took the offered seat. He would have preferred to stand as well but he felt accepting the offer would be rude as well as likely as not make Raz more uncomfortable than she already appeared to be. He met her gaze with his cool blue eyes, reading her...

Diocletian was in the encampment of soldiers that guarded the graveyard from Sith attacks. This was a sacred place to him, it was where he one day hoped to be lain to rest. He wanted to lie among the heros of the past and feel like he was one of them. He still had a long way to go in his mind to...

Diocletian followed Cory out into the street, fading off down a side alley to make his way around to the other side of the mob of people. The Imperial armor that he was wearing made the people give him a wide birth and he used that to his advantage. They would see the Imperial and remember him...

Diocletian followed the technician into the Upload room and waited for his ‘entourage’ to follow him in. He then closed the door and locked it behind him to ensure they did not have any unwanted surprises. Turning back to the room, he looked around to the various consoles and stations and moved...

Diocletian kicked the throttle on the hauler, putting it up into the redline area for speed. He wanted to clear the canyon as quickly as possible. The tightness of the terrain made his shoulders itch as if they were waiting for, he shots that would come from behind him. He knew Raz and Dax had...

SMASH. Diocletian’s beer bottle slammed against the wall where he had thrown it. A whirlwind of emotions flowed through the Mandalorian as he processed the words from someone he had trusted for years. A being that he had called friend, had fought and bled with, was not the person he had...