Getting off the walker, Minerva heard the fighting in the nearby chamber. She rushed in past the ruined door and saw Eisa, Kyp and Srucayr. They stood over two dead pirates. Nodding with approval she remarked.
“Well done.”
Suddenly Minerva paused upon seeing the chamber they were all in now. It was vast and its remaining furniture not destroyed or broken was covered in dust. The former windows were shattered with its glass contents scattered all over the floor. On the other end was the throne and above a broken window with its two sides cut through.
Filled with awe and eyes widened the young mercenary exclaimed. “This is the throne room!” The Mandalorian holstered her pistol and carefully walked through the chamber, as if trying not disturb the ghosts that may linger here. As her boots crunched pieces of glass on the ground with each step Minerva slowly looked all over, taking in the ruined splendor of her forebears. Then she stopped several feet away from the throne’s steps.
Standing still the warrior glanced upon the throne, to make sure her eyes are not deceived.
How often the path of our people, good or ill, was decided here? Too many to count. Some of the greatest triumphs and tragedies of Mandalore’s history happened in this very room and I am standing in it!
Consumed with a storm of emotions Minerva the proud warrior let out a loud mournful cry for all close at hand to hear. Falling to one knee and still gripping her vibrosword in the left hand she bowed her head in full reverence to the throne of Mandalore.
“Honored ancestors forgive us. We have fallen so far that brigands loot your very halls while we squabble amongst ourselves like petty children. None of us are worthy to unite Mandalore, not a single one.”
Minerva said, her whole body trembling all over. Grief soon turned into fierce determination as Minerva continued.
“From this time forth I, Minerva Fhirdiad, first of my clan pledge my life for the preservation of Mandalore. To fight in its name, to avenge its shame, to honor its creed and to stand with my vode as equals.”
Subsequently Minerva stood up and looked back to the others. She was no longer a simple mercenary; she had become a crusader. A new kind for a new era.
@Faust Rex @Arclight @Forsythe Crowholde @Topher @Reyn @Die Shize @Fantasy Liver @Rhogar
“Well done.”
Suddenly Minerva paused upon seeing the chamber they were all in now. It was vast and its remaining furniture not destroyed or broken was covered in dust. The former windows were shattered with its glass contents scattered all over the floor. On the other end was the throne and above a broken window with its two sides cut through.
Filled with awe and eyes widened the young mercenary exclaimed. “This is the throne room!” The Mandalorian holstered her pistol and carefully walked through the chamber, as if trying not disturb the ghosts that may linger here. As her boots crunched pieces of glass on the ground with each step Minerva slowly looked all over, taking in the ruined splendor of her forebears. Then she stopped several feet away from the throne’s steps.
Standing still the warrior glanced upon the throne, to make sure her eyes are not deceived.
How often the path of our people, good or ill, was decided here? Too many to count. Some of the greatest triumphs and tragedies of Mandalore’s history happened in this very room and I am standing in it!
Consumed with a storm of emotions Minerva the proud warrior let out a loud mournful cry for all close at hand to hear. Falling to one knee and still gripping her vibrosword in the left hand she bowed her head in full reverence to the throne of Mandalore.
“Honored ancestors forgive us. We have fallen so far that brigands loot your very halls while we squabble amongst ourselves like petty children. None of us are worthy to unite Mandalore, not a single one.”
Minerva said, her whole body trembling all over. Grief soon turned into fierce determination as Minerva continued.
“From this time forth I, Minerva Fhirdiad, first of my clan pledge my life for the preservation of Mandalore. To fight in its name, to avenge its shame, to honor its creed and to stand with my vode as equals.”
Subsequently Minerva stood up and looked back to the others. She was no longer a simple mercenary; she had become a crusader. A new kind for a new era.
@Faust Rex @Arclight @Forsythe Crowholde @Topher @Reyn @Die Shize @Fantasy Liver @Rhogar
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