Tyrn Rau
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The Jungle rose around the Mandalorians as they moved silently through its depths, darkness surounding them. Tyrn had come to Kashyyyk to join in their Life Day celebration. While he personally did not celebrate the tradition, he held a deep respect for the warriors of Kashyyyk, both for their strength and their honor. He had spent many an evening bartering with the spaceport merchants and even considered some of the Wookiee's celebrating here as friends. It was evening, the Life Day celebration well underway when news came, a family snatched from the walkways as they were heading to the celebration. Trandoshan slavers spotted in the Jungle.
Tyrn Rau had cursed the hut'uun who would take advantage of the honorable Wookiee's sacred day to enslave them. Many of his fellow Mandalorians who had come to Kashyyyk for the same reason as Tyrn were equally outraged. Seeing a Wookiee hunting party gathering to venture into the Jungle after the slavers, Tyrn and a few of his fellow warriors had stopped them. Telling the Wookiee hunters to go home to their families, Tyrn and his compatriots had sworn to bring their people back, along with a sack of Trandoshan heads, by the time of the evening celebrations.
Once in the darkness of the Jungle, the Mandalorian hunting party had split into groups of three, each group boasting as to how they would be the ones to bring back the most heads before splitting up in the jungle darkness. Tyrn moved through the jungle cautiously, blaster rifle at the ready, eyes peeled as the three armored Mandalorians searched for signs of the Trandoshans. "Hu'tuun." He whispered under his breath, the comlink in his helmet picking up the sound and transmitting it to his fellow warriors, a Solus and a man who identified as a member of the centuries extinct Clan Varek. @Malon @Darasuum
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