Sisk_Renelo
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Sisk moved through the halls of The Brave Blood at a steady pace, lost in thought. The war was taxing heavily on his mind, and the thoughts of good vode dying for another faction worried the Sol'yc Cabur to no end. Although the Mandalorians were winning, Reports came in daily from battlefields, and the roll of the dead was increasing in number by the hundreds.
Sisk had been on the front lines, fighting for his people. He had placed bullets in enemy generals heads through assassination, and had done much of the dirty work in an effort to bring this war to a close. But it wasn't fast enough. To that end, Sisk had made a call to A'den Fett, and had requested he meet him here, in the forge at the heart of the great ship. His second's battleship had appeared not half an hour ago, and now drifted gracefully next to his, a pair of sharks in the waters of space.
The old rivalry between Sisk and A'den had been strong, but they had forged peace in the last year, and Sisk had come to count on the man not only as a vod, but as a friend. And today Sisk would make a request of that friendship. He had it in mind to forge his own crushgaunts, and only A'den had the experience he needed. The Requisitioned supply of Beskar had arrived only the day before, and now sat on a pedestal in the middle of the forge.
As he waited for A'den, Sisk removed his helmet and gloves, and began to stoke the fire at the heart of the forge. Today would be trying, but if he succeeded, immensely rewarding.
Sisk had been on the front lines, fighting for his people. He had placed bullets in enemy generals heads through assassination, and had done much of the dirty work in an effort to bring this war to a close. But it wasn't fast enough. To that end, Sisk had made a call to A'den Fett, and had requested he meet him here, in the forge at the heart of the great ship. His second's battleship had appeared not half an hour ago, and now drifted gracefully next to his, a pair of sharks in the waters of space.
The old rivalry between Sisk and A'den had been strong, but they had forged peace in the last year, and Sisk had come to count on the man not only as a vod, but as a friend. And today Sisk would make a request of that friendship. He had it in mind to forge his own crushgaunts, and only A'den had the experience he needed. The Requisitioned supply of Beskar had arrived only the day before, and now sat on a pedestal in the middle of the forge.
As he waited for A'den, Sisk removed his helmet and gloves, and began to stoke the fire at the heart of the forge. Today would be trying, but if he succeeded, immensely rewarding.