Ask Plot Guess Whose Coming To Dinner?

[Rowa]

Rowa began to gasp on the food he was eating. This red food made of meats, tomatoes, wines, beers, spices, and Force Knows what else began to burn the inside of his throat and tongue. The meat was sweet and juicy but the spices were...Spicy. He began slamming his fist into the table of the galley in the Mistress. Dolworth laughing his ass off as the young man began to try and clean his pallet with a sweet tasting beer. "Mandalorian Honey Beer" was what Dolworth called it, a Malted Beer fermented with Honey from Concordian Bees. It was more sweet than bitter but what was refreshing was that it was cold enough to calm the burning sensation the chili left in its wake. Dolworth was still laughing as Etr and Adenn at the chili like it was nothing, them having built up a tolerance to Dolworth's "Famous" Spicy Chile.

"By the Force!" Rowa gasped out, "Why oh why do you have to eat that so spicy!" he demanded as he took another spoonful into his jaws...

 

[Etr Wyara]

Etr ate the stew quickly, hoping to have Inertia on his side... Its maliciously hot sauce and deceptively pale brown made the stew appear innocent. then as you dug in it burned your mouth numb and cleared the sinuses. His eyes watered as he ate more, trying to breath through his nose.
"This is good."
he chokes out in between his next bite. He was never really one to like spicy foods but he definitely wasnt going to wimp out.

 

[Adenn Rytt]

Adenn enjoyed the stew, even asking for more of the sauce which Dol kept around... hed definitely need to get a bottle from Solus' clan. He thought of how the Sauce could improve his noodles, too. it was a valuable spice. hed brought Uj'alayi for dessert to thank his host, the thin, dense brick of fruit and spices sat in its alcohol soaked clothe in a small container next to him along with his tea Canister.
"So, Dol, How big is your clan and howd you guys make it this long?"

 

[Dolworth]

Dolworth finished laughing long enough to respond to Rowa's inquiry, "Cause we want to!" he said, finishing his laughter long enough to eat some of his lot of the chilli. He looked over at L'ewvan and handed him a glass of blue liquid, "Here this should help Lad" responded Dolworth with a snicker.

As soon as L'ewvan grabbed the milk, Dolworth turned his attention to the question Adenn asked, "Well aside from me about...19 maybe less." he explaining their numbers, being a bit hesitant at first, "As for how we've survived for this long we maintain a small number and stayed on the move. Though frankly I'd rather have them move into Mandalorian Space and settle down but..." Dolworth let out a heavy sigh, "...Dorea's a stubborn Bantha about these things"

He lifted a mug of drink to his lips, "The other thing we do to keep our numbers down is once we start getting a group of the same clan together we give them supplies and let them rebuild on their own. Last time I checked we also had a couple of Vizslas, a couple of Rooks, and an Ordo if I recall last time i linked up with them" he said as he scooped some of the chili onto some crusty bread, wolfing the morsel down and chasing it with beer...

 

[Rowa]

Rowa sat there, finally getting used to the chili as he swigged down the Malted beer. It was starting to grow on him and the chili was starting to become tolerable as he listened to Dolworth speak of his tribe. They had been in Hyperspace along a known traderoute for days and according to them they wouldn't be long before they arrived at Naboo. He let his throat clear of food before asking, "So why aren't you in charge?" he asked. Dolworth looked at Rowa for a minute and for a brief second he noticed another brash of Hesitancy.

"I'm...no good at being a leader" said Dolworth with a hint of pain in his eyes...

 

[Adenn Rytt]

Adenn Patted his comrade on the shoulder, noticing the twinge of pain and sensing a feeling of loss given off by his comrade.
"thats good of your people, vod. I genuinely cannot overstate how excited I am to meet such fine Mandalorians. If only my brothers were here to see this day."
he trailed off thinking of how his own clans reactions would have been to dine with the Mad badgers clan. he returned to his friend. he noticed everyone had at this point finished their food so he pulled the dessert up to the table.
"Fresh from the boot"
he said with a wink and a nos to Dol. He unwrapped the Crimson red and Orange cloth and displayed the treat before pouring a small amount of spiced syrup over the top and beginning to cut. He also began to heat tea in the small Tin hed brought and dispersed small steel cups to his vode. He returned to the conversation.
"I think youd make for a fine Clan leader. You seem quite capable! speaking of which tell me about your current Alorir"

 

[Etr Wyara]

The milk helped a lot.. its sweetness and creaminess overcame the heat from the stew and relieved Etrs palate. He had finished the bowl as Adenn Pulled up cake and he grew very excited for it, chuckling as Adenn uddered his phrase and looking out of the corner of his eye at Rowa to see the sith's reaction.

 

[Dolworth]

Dolworth let out a bit of a chuckle at Adenn's response to Dol's statement, "Thank you" he said as he took the Uj Cake. He gave a greedy look as he took on of the dense but moist cakes, munching on it with enthusiasm while he allowed the hot tea to compliment flavors. He swallowed hard before responding to Adenn's second question.

"Dorea Solus" stated Dolworth, "An hornery old Badger but is a fair leader. She's been leading to the Tribe I hang with since she was fifty...I think she's seventy now so since I was ten. I know she took over after her husband died. She's been having the Tribe move from one system to the next to ensure that they never become an easy target" He shook his head as he looked at Rowa staring at the cake.

"Go on Lad, take a bite!" encouraged Dolworth.

 

[Rowa]

Rowa looked at the dense cake, sniffing it for a bit due to where it supposedly came from. He noticed the other three Mandalorians were now looking at him, almost eager to see him taste it. With a swift shrug he took a bite. To his surprise it wasn't that bad. The spiced nuts, syrup, and tea were quite good and it went down easy. The syrup, while spicy did in fact quell the heat of Dolworth's Stew and evened it out....but the flavor and texture...They felt...familiar. He continued to chew, feeling a sense of familiarity with them as he ate.

"Where have I eaten this before?" he asked suddenly asked out loud.

"Jarjap'u sirbur bathas mare papurgaat uj'alayi? [Spoken in Mando'a: Probably say some horrid fruit cake? ]" Snickered Dolworth.

"No" replied Rowa, causing Dolworth's head to snap back to him, "Not bad fruit cake...this. Exactly like this but it had some kind of sweet fruit in it...maybe some of that honey...I just-" he munched on it some more, "I just cant remember where?"

 

[Adenn Rytt]

"This Dorea sounds like a formidable woman to maintain a clan at her age!"
Adenn gave a smile before dropping some sugar into his cup and sipping his tea. he was going to ask another question about Dols clan. when he caught sight of Rowa Sniffing the cake... nearly enough to make him laugh but before he could Rowa commented on it's familiarity and Dol's comment made him shake his head
"Theres no way. The spice mix in here is a Rytt recipe... theres even a special dried berry from Maridun in there I need to special order from a few select carriers if I dont want to go kriffing pick them and dry them myself... not that I could get them on Corelia... If you had this before then you had it with Rytts but we dont break with Dar'jettii under normal circumstances. certainly not since youve been born... however old you are."
Adenn racked his brain trying to think... Hed never seen Rowa before now.. couldn't have been a Rytt foundling, he was too old... but then again . maybe not...
"Tell me about yourself Rowa. What do you remember of your people before you joined the sith."

 

[Rowa]

Rowa paused, noticing that the rest of his companions were now piqued with curiosity. He took a gulp of tea as he let his thoughts wander to give him a proper answer.

"24-25...ish" he said, his mind now at realization he had no idea how old he really was, "I don't remember where i was born...." he paused for a moment, attempting to recall something...just one though..."All I know is that it smelled like iron...and grass...and rain" he said to himself out loud, "That's all I remember of where Xerxes found me" he said, now becoming hesitant as he spoke, "Xerxes was...my master for all intents and purposes." said Rowa

"And what happened to him?" asked Dolworth, now becoming more curious.

"Xerxes said he found me on some empty world. took me in when no one else would" he said, feeling strangely comfortable explaining this to these men in armor, "Said I was destined for something great. To be...A weapon of the darkside of the Force and maintain its natural state as such...Guess that was a lie huh?" he said looking at Dolworth.

"Like I said...You have much more potential than to be some slave to a bunch of dark wizards" retorted Dolworth, "But you didn't answer my question: What happened to the man? He's not with you and you sound like he's dead."

"He is" responded Rowa. He gave a sigh as he ate another slice, the memories coming back as he looked away, as if ashamed for what he would say next, "I don't remember where. Xerxes and not even ONI have the coordinates of the planet...but it was dark and foggy. We were there looking for knowledge...I was so excited to find another text...so hungry for another book...when i heard the screams i was too late"

Dolworth looked puzzled as he looked over at Adenn.

"I was scrounging through some ruins when i heard the screams. I thought my master was in trouble and...when i came to where the source were i found many dead. I couldn't see their faces" he gagged as he recalled. Dolworth could tell by it Rowa found horror, "He was approaching someone, I couldn't see who they were" Rowa finished.

"Could you identify them?" asked Dolworth.

"No...Just a symbol...but i have no idea how to describe that either" retorted Rowa, "We were supposed to just be there for knowledge....He kept screaming that they were on Sacred Sith Ground and no one was to leave there with this knowledge alive. I suddenly spoke up that they seemed to just be camping there. We didn't need to have harmed them. We argued. He called me a fool, prepared to strike them down..." Rowa paused, trying to bring the memory back to life, "I have no idea even today what drove me but i simply pushed him down with the Force and sent him to the ground. Next thing I know i kept screaming 'Viinir! Viinir!' and they ran..." Rowa kept on, thinking he said "Run! Run!" in Basic, "Next thing I know Xerxes attacked me. Said I was a waste of time and training..." He paused, a tear fell as he choked up, "I'm a waste..."

Dolworth placed a hand on his shoulder, "Keep going" he encouraged as Rowa drew a heavy breath.

"He tried to kill me and I did what anyone would have done...or at least thought" he explained, as if thinking he were in trouble. To anyone not paying attention, things started to float as Rowas emotions began to come to the surface. He was becoming more and more emotional as he attempted to recall fragments long buried in his mind...

"And what did you do lad?" asked Dolworth, looking around nervously but not reaching for his pistol.

"I brought some rocks down between us. Had i known I accidentally crushed him i...I" he let out soft shudder as Dolworth handed him a drink.

"Trust me." he said as he had Rowa drink some tea down, things floating back to rest as Rowa calmed, "There Feeling better?" asked Dolworth, his cheeky smile creeped across his face as Rowa nodded back, "Right then...Now...just answer me this...if you killed your master...and I'm assuming the Sith didn't even know you existed...why go back to them? You could have gone your way...you could have been a free man to go wherever the hell you felt like it...why go back?" asked Dol.

"I..." responded Rowa, his face betraying the thought of why did he go back, "I guess I felt the most comfortable there...I had no where else to go that was safe for me. You saw how they treated me on the Wheel" he said.

Dol looked over at Adenn and nodded before looking over at Rowa, "Well I can proudly say Lad that where were going...You'll be right at home..."

 

[Dolworth]

Naboo came into view as the Mistress and the Raza came screaming out of hyperspace, detaching and taking the same course while maintaining a safe distance. Dolworth looked over at Rowa, asleep for now as Dolworth looked at Dusty and gave him the nod to take control. He clicked the comms to his helmet so only he and Adenn could hear the following conversation.

"Hell of a story a few days back eh?" he asked as he watched Naboo become larger in his viewport, "He knows Mando'a, eats a cake he claims never ate before and yet it's familiar to him...I'm thinking this kid's a Mandalorian Adenn...From which Clan I can't tell." He said. He paused for a bit as Dolworth let his thoughts meander and focus while they fly towards the area where his Tribe was taking residence...

 

[Adenn Rytt]

Adenn wasnt sure what to think about any of it; the story, his ability to speak mandoa... all of it seemed impossible and yet There was an authenticity to his words. Adenn took a second to respond.
"I know it seems that way to me as well just... Ive been reviewing my library and well its just.. well theres a great wealth of knowledge Here written by not only beskin but other force sensitives who lived among clan Rytt. I think we can really help this man and I think he can help me. "
Adenn Looked down at the old beskar lightsaber in his hands, its inscription still reading
Ibec Cuyir Neyar beskar'gem
"This is my Armor"
adenn muttered to himself. He wanted it to be relit.. to make his clan glorious again. he had tried once and by recalling to that time the burns which once covered his body seemed to grow painful again. he remembered the horrible injuries he received for his blasphemous failure. they had once been overshadowed by his shame and disgrace. itched the scars around his neck trying to relieve the inflammation and mental pain.
" I think we can learn a great deal from him as well"

 

[Etr Wyara]

Etr entered the Cockpit to bring his father a book he hadnt yet translated, its Writings being in the old concordian dialect from many millennia ago. he saw his adoptive father aching as he applied an ointment to his arms and drank he now noticed the healed skin. the burn scars left behind which covered his arms and his neck as well. he had almost never noticed how they even extended to his Torso
"W-what happened to you, Adenn?"
he asked. hed seen escapee slaves with fewer scars. Adenn turned to him
"You know what it means to run a Mandalorian gauntlet?"
he said through his clenched and broken teeth.
"no."
Etr replied innocently. hed heard the term to run A Gauntlet but a Mandalorian Gauntlet? no. he father seemed more than willing to tell him, the beauty of the planet seemingly eclipsed by the horrors described.

 

[Dolworth]

Dolworth gave a nod to himself as they began to enter atmo, "Indeed. For now though lets just give the vod a home and food. The more he trusts us, the better we'll learn from him. I'm not the kind of guy to turn a poor man a way if he truly asks for help." stated Dolworth as Dusty began to clock in the area the Tribe had set up, far out in the rolling plains...and far from any settlements of the Naboo or Gungans.

As the Mistress and Raza flew no more than 20 meters off the surface, Dolworth began to hear static on his main comms before a voice suddenly appeared out of the radio.

"M-Mr. Dolworth?" asked a voice as Dol gave a grin and leaned forward.

"Indeed it's me Toren!" came Dolworths voice booming over the radio, "I'm home for dinner! And I've brought Guests!" he said as the static cleared up.

"Dolworth! Good to have you home! J-Jessimae will be so pleased and- Wait...you said you're bringing guests? Strangers?! Here?!" came the babbling voice.

"Not Strangers Toren" said Dolworth as he drew in a gasp of breath with pride, "...Vod."

 

[Rowa]

Rowa awoke to the sound of the Raza landing, looking up to see Dolworth removing his helmet and clicking the piece of armor to his belt before turning to see Dusty disconnect for the first time from his socket. The small droid began to follow Dolworth out, only to become stuck to a bulkhead and making a small helpless whining noise that prompted Dolworth to pick the droid up like a baby. When Dolworth looked up to see Rowa awake he gave a chuckle.

"Good to have you up lad!" he barked, "We've arrived! Time for you to meet the rest of the family!" he finished as Dolworth exited the ship. Rowa began to hear voice outside the ship...Adults...Children...and even a droid or two as he followed Dolworth out of the ship. When Rowa poked his head out of the ship, he found that Dolworth was surrounded bytwo large Besalisks, one male and female, a Shistavanen, a few droids, and children wearing cloth versions of their armor. The Children were clamoring to hug Dolworth, the Shistavanen female was bearing a toothy grin as she observed the children telling Dolworth how big they had gotten and Dolworth responding that he was impressed followed with him giving some of the children sweets and toys he brought from his journeys.

"We heard you had guests Mr.Dolworth!!" called out a boy.

"Who are they!?" asked a girl.

"Are they Vod like us?!" asked another child.

"Children! Children!" barked Dolworth with a laugh, "Calm down...but yes...we have guests..." he looked up to the adults, "And they are indeed vod...Of Clan Rytt" he said as he noticed a small old woman began approaching them...

"Clan Rytt" stated the older woman, "Children of Mandalore...and Jetti" she stated but the latter she said without venom, "What strange vod you have found on your journey Dolworth"

"Indeed Alor" stated Dolworth as he took a bow to the woman, "I would have you tell Rau and Faline about Talon but...he's not here sadly...we um...we parted ways because of well...him" he said as he pointed towards Rowa's head poking out. Rowa pulled himself out of the Raza, standing before the others as Dolworth explained. Some became nervous as they stated that he was a force user, and a former captor of the Sith, but as Dolworth explained further, the others began to relax...albeit be wary of Rowa.

Rowa watched them all as he felt their fear and curiosity...more the latter as Dolworth turned to introduce Adenn and Etr...

 

[Talon Vizsla]

Talon couldn't say why he had followed them; maybe it was a desire to get his stuff back, or curiosity, maybe revenge. Whatever it was, he was a good distance behind as the Raza landed, and flew a good distance away before letting down himself. He checked his stealth armor; he would strictly steal back the things that had been stolen, maybe get an ear on what was happening, and get out. He couldn't risk being seen by Adenn and Dol; they should have a reason for what they had done, but he wasn't in any mood to entertain it, at least not for a week or two.

He'd wait til nightfall, use his cloaking only when absolutely necessary, and take only some concussion grenades and his chain whip he had left that day at the ship. It'd be non-lethal, maybe knock some heads if necessary without needing to activate the electricity. If worse came to worst, he'd only do so if they shot first...whoever they was. And maybe--just maybe--were he to get his sniper and catch that sorry excuse for a "vod" wearing a helmet again--well, he'd make good on his former promise.

 

[Adenn Rytt]

this ointment smells like the rear end of a mint leaf
Adenn thought to himself as the fumes filled his helmet. He was feeling much better as the pain killer ointment did its job, the cool numbness completely filling his Torso and extremities soothed the ongoing nerve pain. Once he was back to normal he Exited the Spooky with Etr beside him. The mumber of Solae was at least 20-25, plenty of children, which made him glad to see. Etr seemed excited to get on solid ground and the sight of older kids seemed to make him practically hop down the gangway. He approached Dolworth and the woman he assumed to be Dorea. and gave her a bow.
"I am Adenn Rytt and this is my Foundling, Etr. I thank you humbly, Alor, on behalf of my Clan and myself for granting us safe landing into your formidable camp. I have brought Many things for your people as thanks."
he began to list off his cargo, from the books and toys and games to the spices, dry goods and even a portion of the crates of Metal from the melted down Armor of his clansmen.
"I have no doubt Your clan could make better use of it than mine at the moment. I only pray any misgivings about my people amongst you might be relieved and that there be no bad blood between us."
He rose again, to look the old woman in the eyes. Etr scribed away on the small Holopad hed brought with him.

 

[Etr Wyara]

Etr Was excited for all of the people a real Mandalorian camp! like the good old days.. or at least what he romanticized were the good old days. hed brought a Holopad to record the interaction between the two alors at Adenn's request. he was excited for the task but hed quickly become distracted by the other people his age standing in their own group farther away but close enough to observe the newcomers. the girls he thought were pretty but the thought of interacting with them made him feel sick and hed nearly tripped down the gangway. He caught himself in the last second in a determined effort to not look foolish or clumsy in front of the Solus clan. Adenn quickly made is way to an old woman standing next to Dolworth. Adenn bowed and Etr followed his lead but remained quiet for the rest of the interaction, only recording the event.

 

[Rowa]

Rowa watched as Dorea stared at the crate of durasteel, nodding as Adenn spoke to her of what laid inside. She looked up at Adenn and gave a solemn bow of respect to the Rytt.

"I am terribly sorry for your loss Alor Rytt" she said as she lifted her head, "Please, you and your charge are more than welcome to reside here..." she looked at Rowa, staring at him with eyes like daggers. A swell of almost dread filled the man as the woman, no taller than Etr, stared up at the dull grey eyes. She walked around him, as if inspecting him for defects of some sort. Rowa couldn't help but feel the dread become stronger, as if he were standing in judgement for some crime he committed.

"If this is about me wearing the helmet I-" Rowa said nervously, standing there before the woman came full circle to stare. She raised his hand to halt his voice and drew heavy breath before responding.

"You are welcome here as well foundling...however...." she stared at Dolworth and snorted, "The crime of letting a non-Vod wear our sacred armor is upon you Dolworth Solus." she said with a stern voice, "You're punishment would be floggings...but given what you explained and the circumstances...I will permit that the first who took offense to this act to strike a non lethal blow across your face, Dolworth Solus" she said as she turned to the crowd, "Is there any here that wish to strike this offender across the face?" she asked loudly but calmly.

A quietness fell across the crowd as she turned to face the crowd. They composed mostly Solus but there were Rooks, Eldars, Ordos, and a family of Vizslas standing there while they heard here judgement. Some snickered, while others actually contemplated the thought, causing Dolworth to let out a vocal gulp till a Vizsla stepped forward.

"He makes his famous chilli...without it being stomach melting...and I'll call it debt paid!" he roared. The crowd called out in agreement. Dolworth letting out an audible sigh as Rowa observed the crowd. He looked at Dorea confused.

"Isn't it sacrilege to wear that without being sworn?" he asked, clearly listening to their rules from Adenn.

"Aye...but in these dark times, we must do what is needed to survive. On top of that you are a foundling...I will allow it this one time. However, until you've earned the right to wear our sacred armor, you are forbidden to don a peice again, no matter the circumstances...do I make myself clear Foundling?" she said with a stern face.

Rowa stared at her for a moment, the dread giving way to unease. However, he could not sense anger in her heart, only calm, "I...Understand...Alor" he responded.