Stepping off at Concordia

[Neive Undant]

The first to see the Mandalorian attacker was the same trooper to call off the rest. He walked to meet the man, keeping his E-11 down at his hip and aimed at the floor, though holding it at the ready if it was needed.

“What Clan are you from?” He asked, subtly kicking his toe behind him to signal two more troopers to follow behind him, holding their blasters the same way. However, before they could continue the conversation, the door to the main facility opened.


“Let me go! I’ll pay you whatever you want, just let me go!” the foreman kicked and screamed as the Stormtrooper commander pulled him outside, throwing the scrawny trandoshan onto the landing pad and pulling out a holdout blaster, aiming at him as two more troopers rushed to figure out the situation.

“Clan Saxon aren’t here, this was a trap.” The commander said, “The mando on that transmission, what clan was he? Viszla?” The trooper demanded of the foreman, who now had 3 blasters aimed at him.

“I was just told to be ready to evacuate, I was just following orders!” the foreman said, trying to crawl backwards, away from the commander before he realized that only brought him to the feet of the two other troopers.

“Get him up. We’re taking him back to Captain McNamara.” The commander ordered, before looking to the Second-in-command, still standing beside the Mandalorian and his entourage. He hadn’t a clue what was going on, but what he did know, was that the Viszla member on the transmission he had seen mentioned charges. And he needed his men out of the area ASAP.

[Anaro Dreiger]

Anaro gave a nod, and a head gesture to the others around him.

"We're here on business for House Kast." He then saw the trandoshan grovel.

"Clan Saxon's making deals they aren't approved for. We can tal-"

He heard mention of the crew being told to evacuate. And about mention of a trap. He then stepped forward and waved his hand, shaking his head.


"Hold up. You're not taking that trandoshan anywhere. He's under Mandalorian protection.... I don't think either of us want to exchange fire like this... What do you say we take him to our landing site a few kliks away- and we interrogate him together? Sounds like Saxon's got themselves deep. And we all have a lot to talk about."

Anaro pulled his pistol up, now cradled in in both hands at a ready, but defensive position.

"We'll take that trandoshan. And we talk together, on Mandalorian soil." He looks to the imperials, " I know you've got some hardware, but we do, too. Not just the fella on the roof up there-" he nods to Luckur. "But we've got some friends on the ridge nearby...We don't need to make this ugly."

"I can send you the coordinates. If you feel unreasonably threatened, feel free to drop ordinance. But I don't think either of us are yet willing to stir an angry hive between our governments, know what I mean?"
He awaits the response.

[Luckur Dreiger]

Luckur, seeing his commander ready for a fight, powers his repeating blaster up to full power. The commander might not want a fight, but Luckur did. He had no love for the Imperials. So many of his people had been worked to death under their heals for generations for anyone from his planet to trust them. He turned his cannon towards the men trying to take the prisoner, not bothering to hide his actions, making sure all of them could see the large weapon come up to full power as he did so. "Come on Anaro, just give the word and I'll put them all down..." he says to himself as he waits, ready to rain down hellfire on whomever he is directed to fight

[Neive Undant]

The troopers didn’t aim their blasters, but most of them leisurely moved their barrels to face forward rather than to the side, still pointed at the ground but now closer to a ready position.

“Hold on, hold on.” The commander said, leaving the Foreman to the other three troopers that dragged him towards the Mandalorians, stopping behind the commander.

“I can get you in contact with my Captain after I brief him on the situation, and I can bring your request to him, but I think we’ve both been tricked. Clan Viszla-“

One of the charges mentioned by the transmission went off on the lower section of the facility, rocking the structure.

Immediately, the troopers started loading into the shuttle, and the commander kept his eyes on the men before him.

“We can lift you back to wherever you need to go, but this place is coming down, and I doubt any of you can carry a Trandoshan with your Jetpacks!” The commander said as the troopers moved the foreman towards the shuttle as well.

[Anaro Dreiger]

Mandalorians weren't known for subterfuge. None of this seemed right.

"You're right- this doesn-"

Anaro dropped stance as the explosives rocked the earth beneath their feet. Nearby birds took flight. Standing straight again, they swung their head around to make sure the team was okay.

"On me-" Anaro chirped through their helmet radio, and gave a look up to Luckur, and waved him down before he looked back to the Imperial.

"Good. Let's go." Anaro's helmet nodded in quick agreement to the man, and tilted slightly, to speak over their team channel- "I don't like this, but we need information. Keep your weapons primed and stay on guard. We'll see what we can get from the trandoshan and send the imperials on their way." Anaro's head then looked up to the Imperial.

"The imperials know full well what they're doing. C'mon let's go, let's go." he jogged after the imperial, into the belly of one of the transports- helping shove the Trandoshan along if they began falling behind.

[Anaro Dreiger]

[[OOC: sorry. this wasn't added to the previous post. This should help push things along better ]]


Once inside, Anaro would give the coordinates to the groups drop-site, where their armed freighter was. Nestled in an old, near overgrown landing pad on the side of a mountain pass across the valley.

[Luckur Dreiger]

Luckur was unhappy to be using the Imperials vessel, but he was nothing if not loyal. With a quick blast from his jet pack, he landed directly behind his commander, walking with his back to him up the ramp, his gun still at the ready.

"You know how i feel about Imps Anaro, you're lucky i trust you," he says over thier private coms as he keep's his eyes, and gun, trained on the trooper around them. "I thought this was bad enough with just Saxon, but Imperials?'

[Neive Undant]

It took roughly an hour or so for the imperials, once landed at the coordinates provided, to establish contact with the Fury and Captain McNamara, who promptly accepted the request from the commander that he speak with the Mandalorians.

“If you will allow it, the commander of the squad you are with may sit in for your interrogation of this foreman. From what I heard in his debriefing, this foreman knows exactly what happened, why that mining facility was set to blow, and who was targeting us. Once you complete your interrogation, I’d like the foreman to be brought to the Fury and be interogated with Imperial methods as well. See if we can pry any extra information from him. If you would like, you may stand in, either in-person or through transmission.”

The Captain was to the point on his plan, and fair about his dealings, in hopes that these Mandalorians didn’t decide to try and keep the foreman and kill the troopers on the surface.