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Shale had been quiet since the initial accusation. She may have been a spitfire before, but she tempered herself over the years. She didn’t trust the Sith, but she also wasn’t stupid enough to forget that it was a Sith that gave them life years ago. Her own people had squandered that chance...

Shale had been to many of these and they seldom went anywhere useful. In truth, she was looking forward to a potential brawl to unload some pent up energy. She had tried her hand with the Empire and she decided it wasn’t her thing, so she returned home when she heard of a Mando gathering. She...

“Then fuck ‘em,” Shale said with a shrug as he relayed that his clan didn’t believe in him. She had lived her life disappointing her clan in some shape or form. Shale had left home as soon as she could to venture out as a bounty hunter. Her adventures took her to Imperial space where she briefly...

“Apparently the princess was here for some kind of ecological retreat..” Shale rolled her eyes behind the visor, “She made it to a building that happened to be located near a rathtar habitat and got trapped there. No one has been able to get to her,” She snickered a bit, “Might be your chance to...

The jungle had turned into a war zone in an instant, and she felt as if she were crawling towards the cover of a trench in the middle of a Mando/Jedi conflict. Fortunately the foundling- er, other Mando finally began to settle down and adjust to the situation. Shale army crawled away, but she...

This guy couldn’t be real. Shale suddenly felt as if she was in a Swarvel movie with a hero character flexing and posing before her. She knew within an instant the guy had no clue about anything, let alone about Rathtars. Shale was willing to tolerate it until the idiot started doing his loud...

Shale knew she had her work cut out for her the moment the other Mando was left behind like yesterday’s trash. The others couldn’t zoom away fast enough. She watched in silence as the guy practically skipped through the swamp and began chatting away all at once. Through it all, she stood as a...

A Solus. She was stuck working with a fucking Solus. The very name made her blood boil. It was an entire clan- no, a House- full of stubborn, brutish, egotistical imbeciles. Shale had little choice but to work with other clans now since her own despised her for having worked with the Empire...

Shale’s fight was over and she chuckled as she climbed off Blank, extending a hand down to hoist her to her feet. It was only then that she noticed the other fight happening. More importantly, it was when she noticed Kotii Solus walked through the doors. She looked at the scuffle, her focus...

Shale’s hit found purchase. However, Blank followed up with a keldabe kiss. The Vizsla’s head jerked back from the solid hit, and she saw stars for a moment. Her eyes watered beneath the helmet. Thankfully, her leg sweep also worked, but her being dazed meant she dropped like a sack of potatoes...

Shale felt her punch miss and she wouldn’t be able to block the elbow strike. However, they were too close for Blank to actually put much power behind the strike, especially since it was the elbow and not a punch. The fact that it was a protruding edge driving under Shale’s arm caused pain, and...

Shale stood her ground as Solus reeled from the punch, calmly poised and watching for retaliation. The tankard flew and it was the oldest trick in the book. If there was one thing Mandos were used to, it was cheap shots at the visor. Shale was actually disappointed. The Vizsla kept her relaxed...

Shale smirked at Rynn’s comments, always appreciating when a Mando could speak about the Empire without flinching, “Better than ever,” She said, “I work with Imperials sometimes,” She thought about Max Dram briefly and how he was faring these days, “Opened an armor shop in neutral space.” She...

Shale gave Kryze a nod in greeting. There were fond memories of drinking games where both Shale and Nox lost and had to get matching tattoos on their ass. The Mandalorian was smirking beneath her helmet until Aria’s little stooge walked over to remind them not to ‘start anything’. Shale turned...

She didn’t see the point of returning to Mandalore most of the time. Her Clan wasted time bickering or deciding what was next as they fell back into poverty. Many left the planet to pursue individual bounty hunting careers. She knew other Vizslas would regard her with some measure of suspicion...

She strode in a moment later, decked out in her usual obsidian armor. The familiar dent on her helmet was still there. She had taken the job, but there was no description. It paid higher to keep the description quiet, so she expected this was something unsettling. However, she was committed now...

Shale was silent about the clan question as they walked back. In truth, she didn’t know what the clan meant anymore. The elders were directionless and many of the families scattered all across the galaxy. Shale shrugged vaguely at his question, her body language betraying it wasn’t something she...

Shale shrugged vaguely at his question, “I have freedom to believe whatever I want,” She said as she tilted her head towards Max, “Luxury only without Sith,” She said, remembering the omission of choice when it came to dealing with Sith. No matter how things were presented, there was never a...

Shale nodded with his assessment, “We hand him to Imperial Knights,” She said. When it came to interrogating Force users, Imperials had limited capabilities. Imperial Knights could do whatever magic they needed to extract information. She drew up her comlink and called for reinforcements to take...

“Probably after we done with this mission,” Shale said in response to his request. He was right- directness worked far better than trying to navigate some complicated way to get answers from her. She was still studying Sulana while Max surveyed the room. What caused Sulana to snap like that...