Narir Solus
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- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
- Messages
- 214
- Reaction score
- 64
The Republic and the Mandalorians were still in that odd position of feeling one another out, and it stretched from the lowest soldier to the Chancellor. The olive branches had been extended, and Narir had been one of those to draw the straw for diplomatic relations with the fledgling government. In his younger years he had acted as a representative of Clan Solus for bringing in new worlds, but his diplomatic days already felt like ages ago.
It seemed he was back at it again, though. He had only recently become the acting forgemaster for the Mandalorians after his younger years of studying under his mother, who had actively forged for much of the Clan. The position was one of great honor, and Narir recognized it as such. Handling beskar and crafting the second skin of his vode was no small responsibility.
With the Republic interested in reaching out to the Mandalorians, the warrior-culture gave a peace offering of their own in the way of instruction about the forging of armors. A Senator from the Republic by the name of Mida Zebb would be meeting Narir soon, and the war councilor walked out to the landing pad where his ship would be landing soon to greet him.
The truth was that Narir rarely had much interaction with people outside of his own culture, and he was quite dubious about most of them. Distrust was etched deeply into his psyche, but he tried to set that aside for the duration of this meeting. After all, as far as aruetiise went, the Republic seemed like it was better than most and certainly an improvement over the Empire. But open-mindedness wasn't his strong suit. @Ecclessey
It seemed he was back at it again, though. He had only recently become the acting forgemaster for the Mandalorians after his younger years of studying under his mother, who had actively forged for much of the Clan. The position was one of great honor, and Narir recognized it as such. Handling beskar and crafting the second skin of his vode was no small responsibility.
With the Republic interested in reaching out to the Mandalorians, the warrior-culture gave a peace offering of their own in the way of instruction about the forging of armors. A Senator from the Republic by the name of Mida Zebb would be meeting Narir soon, and the war councilor walked out to the landing pad where his ship would be landing soon to greet him.
The truth was that Narir rarely had much interaction with people outside of his own culture, and he was quite dubious about most of them. Distrust was etched deeply into his psyche, but he tried to set that aside for the duration of this meeting. After all, as far as aruetiise went, the Republic seemed like it was better than most and certainly an improvement over the Empire. But open-mindedness wasn't his strong suit. @Ecclessey
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