Post by Mandalorian Warrior on Apr 7, 2007 5:39:10 GMT -5
Ralt Merys stopped and stared towards the center of the Keldabe river. A fleeting memory of his father and himself fishing along it made the young warrior smile.
" Mirdala Ralt. " A voice intruded his reverie making him frown underneath his helmet.
"What is so clever? " He questioned the large armored form that stepped into view.
" Your return here. It means I do not have to hunt you down to kill you! " The figure moved forward with amazing speed for someone so large a plated fist meeting an armored torso sending the smaller of the two men stumbling.
Ralt ducked and drove his foot into the other man's instep and lunged into him, only to get an arm around the neck, and a hand about his forearm, a strength contest ensuing as the only surviving male Merys struggled against the bigger man. Wiry muscle kicking in as he wriggled and pulled, attempting to unlock the brawny limb about his upperbody, flipping the man into the dirt they rolled. Ralt soon ending up near the river helmeted head being pinned down as a knife pushed itself up into the back underside of his plate, a small pain of flesh being knicked off and a laugh would follow.
" Etyc... Borsr Sahl. " Snapped Ralt as he forced himself to a seated position reaching a hand up to rub his neck.
" You're still a wimp Ralt. " The other figure said with a chuckle while seating himself across from his childhood friend.
" Fight me anything but hand to hand, you know I'll best you Borsr. " Countered the other Mandalorian.
" A fine one you fetched. " A compliment came which recieved a nod.
" Aye. No need to be told that. " Ralt said as he adjusted the armor plating on his right shoulder dusting it off before standing the man in blue not making motion to join him in standing.
" My brother was off talking with your half-sister. I think he wants to couple with her. " Borsr Sahl taunted. Getting a silent nothing in return.
" Be her choice. I'd kill him if he tried to force himself upon her. " He said with a shrug hands waving out. Borsr nodded, " She fight well? "
" Not sure to be honest. Well enough I was told be Niiva. Not Mando raised. A smuggler - shes half human only. Not sure what else, interesting taste my father had. "
" A looker. A pity she's not completely Mando. " The younger Sahl brother added.
" She is. She avenged my father. He proclaimed her as such, and she is the Merys clan eldest. Meaning she leads us and you will respect her. " A T-Visored helmet twisted to line up with another in threat.
" When such the patriot? Haha. Times have changed us all. She is your clans leader, not mine. If you so you need respect her. Not Borsr the Mighty. " Laughed the jovial seeming man from the ground as he brought up a trunk sized arm and flexed bicep swelling beneath his uniform.
" Yeah yeah. I am because I have to be, she is untrained in our ways and not all there in the mind. I will teach her what I can, already told her some. More is needed though, much more. "
Finally the big man stood placing a hand on his friends shoulder. " Your father died a good death. There are very few of us left, he got a good song from it. Sahl wants to join the Death Watch with the clan. " He said quietly.
Ralt spun looking up at Borsr. " Are you with him? "
" He is the eldest, I should. I think though... I would like to leave with you and yours. Mandalore has become a cage for me. I do not wish to stay here any longer. "
" You know what I am off to do? "
Borsr nodded abit and slapped the shorter man in the shoulder causing him to stumble. " More the reason I wish to go. "
" Good, then you'll have no problem killing Jedi..."
" Mirdala Ralt. " A voice intruded his reverie making him frown underneath his helmet.
"What is so clever? " He questioned the large armored form that stepped into view.
" Your return here. It means I do not have to hunt you down to kill you! " The figure moved forward with amazing speed for someone so large a plated fist meeting an armored torso sending the smaller of the two men stumbling.
Ralt ducked and drove his foot into the other man's instep and lunged into him, only to get an arm around the neck, and a hand about his forearm, a strength contest ensuing as the only surviving male Merys struggled against the bigger man. Wiry muscle kicking in as he wriggled and pulled, attempting to unlock the brawny limb about his upperbody, flipping the man into the dirt they rolled. Ralt soon ending up near the river helmeted head being pinned down as a knife pushed itself up into the back underside of his plate, a small pain of flesh being knicked off and a laugh would follow.
" Etyc... Borsr Sahl. " Snapped Ralt as he forced himself to a seated position reaching a hand up to rub his neck.
" You're still a wimp Ralt. " The other figure said with a chuckle while seating himself across from his childhood friend.
" Fight me anything but hand to hand, you know I'll best you Borsr. " Countered the other Mandalorian.
" A fine one you fetched. " A compliment came which recieved a nod.
" Aye. No need to be told that. " Ralt said as he adjusted the armor plating on his right shoulder dusting it off before standing the man in blue not making motion to join him in standing.
" My brother was off talking with your half-sister. I think he wants to couple with her. " Borsr Sahl taunted. Getting a silent nothing in return.
" Be her choice. I'd kill him if he tried to force himself upon her. " He said with a shrug hands waving out. Borsr nodded, " She fight well? "
" Not sure to be honest. Well enough I was told be Niiva. Not Mando raised. A smuggler - shes half human only. Not sure what else, interesting taste my father had. "
" A looker. A pity she's not completely Mando. " The younger Sahl brother added.
" She is. She avenged my father. He proclaimed her as such, and she is the Merys clan eldest. Meaning she leads us and you will respect her. " A T-Visored helmet twisted to line up with another in threat.
" When such the patriot? Haha. Times have changed us all. She is your clans leader, not mine. If you so you need respect her. Not Borsr the Mighty. " Laughed the jovial seeming man from the ground as he brought up a trunk sized arm and flexed bicep swelling beneath his uniform.
" Yeah yeah. I am because I have to be, she is untrained in our ways and not all there in the mind. I will teach her what I can, already told her some. More is needed though, much more. "
Finally the big man stood placing a hand on his friends shoulder. " Your father died a good death. There are very few of us left, he got a good song from it. Sahl wants to join the Death Watch with the clan. " He said quietly.
Ralt spun looking up at Borsr. " Are you with him? "
" He is the eldest, I should. I think though... I would like to leave with you and yours. Mandalore has become a cage for me. I do not wish to stay here any longer. "
" You know what I am off to do? "
Borsr nodded abit and slapped the shorter man in the shoulder causing him to stumble. " More the reason I wish to go. "
" Good, then you'll have no problem killing Jedi..."