A Mandalorian Tale
Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2017 7:28 pm
Being a mandalorian was something to be proud of.
Coming from a clan of true mandalorians from the infamous Death Watch. It was true honor. And honor was something to be kept. Exactly what Torra wanted. Glory. Honor. Power. It was in his blood to rule, but he was never there to take up those titles. Instead he became a bounty hunter, following what most mandalorians did after the clans were split up. And Torra decided that the this was the best time to start. Torra knew the basics of bounty hunting although he was sixteen and he hasn't earned his mandalorian armor yet, so he was bare with no armor, just a simple garb and a cloak and a simple DE-10 blaster pistol to defend himself with. Torra also did not care who he allied with, as long as the side pays well.
Torra had just left his ship, it's hyperdrive system being damaged and needed some repairs. He was grounded for as the time was slowly ticking away. He pulled the hood of the cloak down and had a face of disgust looking at his ship. He was particularly mad that he was going to have to wait a long while in order for the hyperdrive system to replaced. He had nothing to do but to sit around. So that's what he did. He sat on a crate not to far from his ship waiting on someone to come with the repairs. He stared at his necklace with its iconic mythosaur skull on it. He had a lot to do to gain some honour on his name. And Torra was going to make sure that he was going to be the most well known mandalorian there was.
(OOC: I'm very new to this, feel free to hop in anytime.)
Coming from a clan of true mandalorians from the infamous Death Watch. It was true honor. And honor was something to be kept. Exactly what Torra wanted. Glory. Honor. Power. It was in his blood to rule, but he was never there to take up those titles. Instead he became a bounty hunter, following what most mandalorians did after the clans were split up. And Torra decided that the this was the best time to start. Torra knew the basics of bounty hunting although he was sixteen and he hasn't earned his mandalorian armor yet, so he was bare with no armor, just a simple garb and a cloak and a simple DE-10 blaster pistol to defend himself with. Torra also did not care who he allied with, as long as the side pays well.
Torra had just left his ship, it's hyperdrive system being damaged and needed some repairs. He was grounded for as the time was slowly ticking away. He pulled the hood of the cloak down and had a face of disgust looking at his ship. He was particularly mad that he was going to have to wait a long while in order for the hyperdrive system to replaced. He had nothing to do but to sit around. So that's what he did. He sat on a crate not to far from his ship waiting on someone to come with the repairs. He stared at his necklace with its iconic mythosaur skull on it. He had a lot to do to gain some honour on his name. And Torra was going to make sure that he was going to be the most well known mandalorian there was.
(OOC: I'm very new to this, feel free to hop in anytime.)