Adenn Kyramud
Mandalorian Clans 
Mar 17, 2019 18:11:45 GMT -5
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Post by Adenn Kyramud on Apr 5, 2019 17:37:46 GMT -5
War, it was a something that Mandalorians thrived in. However, all people must prepare for war, and the Mandalorians were no exception to this rule. The thing is though, Mandalorians prepared for war far better than any other people out there, and when it came along, they thrived in it far better than others. Though, as stated, even Mandalorians had to prepare for war. That’s what they were doing now, preparing for coming wars. Readying ships, preparing troops, training new recruits, and making sure weapons and armor were prepared. One of the more important things in that list, readying ships. More specifically, the newest and biggest ships of the Mandalorian Clans. There were 3 new, massive ships. Each still under construction in the orbital rings above Mandalore. While still under construction, each ship was massive in their own rights, and each was unique to a degree. None more unique than the biggest one. That ship was the Archangel, 20km long and 6km wide and 7km tall. Then there were the other two ships, twins if you will, similar in so many ways, and yet also different in their mannerisms. Those two ships were the Pitiless Void and Hells Angel. Each of the twins were 10km long, 4km wide, and 3km tall. All 3 of these ships were still in their moorings above Mandalore, under construction. They were also open for viewing from certain places with the right clearance. Adenn had that right clearance, and was currently in an observatory overlooking the construction of the ships. He stood at a railing near the glass, partially leaning on it with his arms crossed in front of himself. Adenn had recently read a report that Mandal Motors was perfectly on track with the ships, in fact, they may even finish ahead of schedule. The thought made Adenn cheerful, and he had decided to invite other Mando’ade to this observatory to join him in viewing the ships. Perhaps to talk shop, or simply to enjoy the view and get to know each other better. Thus, Adenn stayed there, in the observatory, waiting to see if other Mandalorians would come and join him. Wondering what they’d bring, what they’d do, and idly thinking on what they’d think of the ships. They were the biggest around, especially within the Mandalorian fleet; said fleet hung above Mandalore, in standard formation. |
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A'den Kyr'am
Mandalorian Clans
Mar 23, 2019 21:04:19 GMT -5
Posts: 84
Bio Link: A'den's profile
MC Rank: War Master
Title: Warrior
Title: War Lord
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Post by A'den Kyr'am on Apr 7, 2019 22:21:10 GMT -5
A'den Kyr'am
Mandalorians War Master
Clan Kyr'am
Tag: Mirshko Betna Adenn Kyramud
 A'den silently walks up behind Adenn. A'den stands there for a moment watching the construction of the ships being built. It was nice to have a fleet being built again, but it wasn't what won battles in his eyes. It was the fighter, boots on the ground straight combat. Not this flying combat. He steps up next to Adenn towering him looking out onto the ship through his skull face T visor. A'den reaches into a pouch on his belt and pulls out a bag. 5 million credits for the Marer. As promised. You really think those things are the answer to wars and battles? Me...I personally like boots on the ground. A'den remains quiet after he's through speaking just watching the ship construction. |
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Mirshko Betna
RPJ 
Mar 18, 2019 14:16:55 GMT -5
Posts: 363 
Bio Link: Mirshko's Bio
MC Rank: Rally Master
Title: Mandalorian
Title: Grey Force User
Title: Shadow
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Post by Mirshko Betna on Apr 8, 2019 13:57:51 GMT -5
A'den Kyr'am | Adenn KyramudShips. Fighters. These were both things with which Mirshko had some degree of familiarity. She was most familiar with those of the starfighter variety. When it came to larger vessels, she felt somewhat lost. She knew Mom had helped build some ships in the past, during her time with Mandal Hypernautics and the Protectors. A soft sigh escaped her lips then as she stepped into the observatory. It seemed everywhere she turned there were reminders of her mother. It certainly didn't make the loss hurt any less. She paused just inside the room and took a deep breath to steady herself before she moved over towards the Warmaster and Mand'alor. If she was being honest with herself, she was finding herself a bit more comfortable around the older Warmaster; as she was more familiar with him. Though, she was beginning to relax a bit around the younger man who had laid current claim to the title of Mand'alor. She shook her head slightly at the thought. Mand'alor. It had always been a matter of contention and disagreement among the Mando'ade. Each person held their own opinion about what it took to claim - and hold - the title. Her mother had done an admirable job during her time, even if there were those had who disagreed with her methods and goals. There would always be dissenters, no matter who held the title. That was a universal constant among the Mandalorians at least. They were stubborn, and outspoken to a fault when sharing their opinions. But, that was also one of the things she admired about them. They might disagree on things, but when push came to shove, they drew together to achieve the goal they needed to. Another deep breath to steady herself, and she crossed the decksole to stand near A'den as she turned her gaze outward to the ships taking shape out in the vacuum. They were impressive to say the least. She had to agree with A'den though. She preferred to fight face to face as well.
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Adenn Kyramud
Mandalorian Clans
Mar 17, 2019 18:11:45 GMT -5
New site, old character. Let the fun begin and allow us to expand our universe!
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Post by Adenn Kyramud on Apr 9, 2019 21:15:05 GMT -5
Adenn heard A'den Kyr'am approach from behind, and turned slightly to face him. The man was massive, and taller than Adenn himself. That wasn't important though, what was is that he was there. Nodding his head in appreciation, Adenn turned his gaze back to the ships being constructed. When he pulls out a bag, Adenn hears it slightly jiggle. Turning back to face the War Master, Adenn observes the bag for a moment. Then he takes it, peeks inside for a moment, before placing it inside his waist pouch. Nodding his head in thanks again, Adenn wordlessly listens as the War Master speaks before responding. " These ships aren't the answer to every war, every battle, but to many of them. While I too prefer boots on the ground, I can't deny the fact that these ships are needed. We can't be heavily focused on ground combat if we can never reach the ground. That's what these ships can be used for, sweep our enemies fleet aside and allow ground troops to engage in combat." Adenn slightly turns as Mirshko Betna arrives. Nodding his head in greeting to her, Adenn turns back to observe the ships. They were glorious, and a means to an end. These ships would lead the fleet of the Mandalorian Clans, and many would see them. Whether they saw them as angels come to save them, or demons hellbent on destroying them, these ships would see much. These 3 would be glorious for the Mandalorian Clans, and they would also be the start of a new era of war and peace. These thoughts made Adenn grin behind his helmet, and was evident as he spoke again, pointing, Adenn began. " These ships herald a new era for the Mando'ade. An era that we shall usher in, one that shall endure the trials of time, as all Mandalorians have before us. These ships shall brush aside our enemies, and we the Mando'ade shall enter combat with our foes. Face to face, Mando to aruetiise. No longer shall we serve any other, we shall forge a new era for our people. These ships are but the beginning; we shall rise to heights never before seen, grow beyond what was believed to be the max, and we shall do so as Mandalorians. Never again shall we be the puppets of others, we shall walk our own paths, as Mando'ade." That little speech was rather sudden for Adenn, and completely unplanned. However, it came out, and now it was there. Hopefully they'd take it well, for he meant what he said. The Mando'ade would serve no one but the Mando'ade ever again, at least not as long as Adenn lived. A'den Kyr'am Mirshko Betna |
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A'den Kyr'am
Mandalorian Clans
Mar 23, 2019 21:04:19 GMT -5
Posts: 84
Bio Link: A'den's profile
MC Rank: War Master
Title: Warrior
Title: War Lord
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Post by A'den Kyr'am on Apr 9, 2019 22:07:51 GMT -5
A'den Kyr'am
Mandalorians War Master
Clan Kyr'am
Tag: Mirshko Betna Adenn Kyramud
A'den silently stood there watching the ships, keeping inside him the knowledge his scouts discovered. A'den turned his head slightly to see the holo table just behind them. To the left of of the holo table was a giant holoscreen with a computer. A'den looked back forward on the words of Adenn. A'den nodded to his ideals of combat then the Mand'alor broke out a speech, rather random but A'den listened to it none the less. After the Mand'alor finished his speech he nodded. Saying this is one thing, but to do it is another. Something A'den learned as his time as Mand'alor himself. Only time would tell if the Mand'alor would hold true to his words and actually do them. Now was a good as time as any. A'den looked slightly. Let's hope you live up to your words. Your first real test on it is coming. I have something to discuss with you and show you. Come over to the holo table.A'den turns on the spot and walked to the table reaching down and turning it on. The table top screen lit up a bright sky blue glowing color. A'den then approached the computer and took a data disk out of his belt and put it into the computer. A'den begun typing on the computer. Then on the screen came up a 2D image and the table produced a 3D image.  A'den turned to look at the table image. That is over 5 trillion undead soldiers. Yes I said undead. Apparently near 5 to 6 thousand years ago a Sith Emperor named Vitiate had in his employ Arcane necromancers known as Dread Masters that could raise the dead and destroy worlds with their magic. All of them died, all but one, it's a complete mystery what happened to him. My intelligence scouts discovered that very answer. He became immortal through some dark magic known as Sith Alchemy, much of similarities to our current Sith Emperor. A'den took a breath making sure Adenn was paying attention before he continued. Anyways, for the past several thousands of years he's been doing Arcane magic raising the dead and enhancing them. They are armed with Vibroblades, phrik armor, some have blasters, but all are extremely well trained in combat. The last Dread Master is planning to invade our galaxy, to consume all life, to resurrect Vitiate and eradicate all life in this galaxy, apparently to finish what Vitiate started. It also gets worse. A'den pressed a button on the computer and another image came up.  This is their fleet, composed of 100 dreadnoughts, thousands upon thousands of various other ships. On top of that, you can see the massive....THING there. That thing is bigger than the old First Orders star killer base that was around nearly 900 years ago. It has 11 kyber super lasers capable of completely destroying a planet, all 11 super lasers can come together to make a nuclear super laser capable of destroying a full star system. Now this thing can fire at ships in hyperspace if it's not moving, so us invading them is 1: stupid, 2: impossible. So all we can do is wait for them to arrive.A'den thought for a moment about the other factions in the galaxy. I'm sure with how powerful the Sith Emperor is, he's already aware of this threat. The Jedi, republic and dathomir Collective I'm unaware if they know.[/colir]
A'den looks directly at Mand'alor.
We can't fight this alone, all powers of the galaxy are going to need to come together if we stand any chance of survival.
A'den stops talking to let the other 2 respond.
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Mirshko Betna
RPJ
Mar 18, 2019 14:16:55 GMT -5
Posts: 363
Bio Link: Mirshko's Bio
MC Rank: Rally Master
Title: Mandalorian
Title: Grey Force User
Title: Shadow
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Post by Mirshko Betna on Apr 12, 2019 19:23:03 GMT -5
Adenn Kyramud | A'den Kyr'am She felt her gaze track towards the holotable as it flickered to life. Mand'alor's speech had left her stunned for a few moments, staring out at the ships beyond the transparisteel. While the ships were interesting to her, she would be lying if she said she didn't feel the tension in the room. It was so strong she almost felt like she could reach out and touch it with her gloved fingers. As it was, she felt her shoulders tighten in response. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself as she felt a sudden rush of anxiety. She looked to the Warmaster. "Even if we are able to convince the other factions in the galaxy to join together and fight this threat... how do we know they won't turn around and stab us in the back when all is said and one?"
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Adenn Kyramud
Mandalorian Clans
Mar 17, 2019 18:11:45 GMT -5
New site, old character. Let the fun begin and allow us to expand our universe!
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Post by Adenn Kyramud on Apr 14, 2019 15:15:45 GMT -5
Shaking his head to himself, Adenn watched in the corner of his eye as A'den Kyr'am looked towards the holo table. He nodded his head back, he'd see his words through. Then he said to go over to the holo table, and Adenn shook any thoughts of his own away. He walked over with A'den and looked at the table. Observing it in stoic silence, Adenn listened as he spoke. Wonderful, an undead army that could possibly overrun the entire galaxy. Snarling quietly to himself, Adenn nodded his head as A'den took a breath. Then he frowned, while the new MC fleet would be big, it wasn't ready yet. And here was a fleet of undead with 100 dreadnoughts, and so many more ships. And then came more bad news, a massive thing that could be a ship, or a space station, or something else. Adenn leaned forward on the holo table with his fists. He was looking over all the information gathered on this army and navy, and most importantly, the thing of doom. Snarling to himself again, Adenn turned his attention to look at A'den. " Firstly, thank you, and thank your scouts please, for bringing this information to my attention. This has to be dealt with, and you're right. We aren't powerful enough to deal with them ourselves." Adenn grew silent then, reading through the information gathered. He chuckled then, A'den had called it "massive THING." Putting on a light hearted tone, he spoke again. " Well, I think we'll have to get a name for it. Something other than the THING." He chuckled, trying to put a light tone on the area, and cut through the tension. Then he turned his head to Mirshko Betna , and smiled behind his helmet. "As for that, I think we should become powerful enough that they can't beat us if they try to stab us in the back."He focused back on the data before him, sighing quietly to himself. So soon into his reign as Mand'alor, and this happened. Oh well, it'd be a great chance for him to prove himself. As well as hopefully secure a place for the MC within the galaxy as a major power. Looking up again, he straightened himself out before crossing his arms across his chest. " Well, we will have to deal with this. Not just the MC, but the entire galaxy. So, first order of business would be to get a meeting of leaders together. I can handle that, but then we also need to prepare on the home front. We need to get our soldiers ready, and outfitted with the best gear and armor we can create. Our fleet has to grow as well. We'll need to get more ships, stronger ships, and a more diverse fleet. Any suggestions on that?" He looked to them, wanting to get their input. |
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