[center][h2]Jerius 'Mando' Wren[/h2][/center]

The jungle remained as it was for several minutes before a lone figure walked out, his armor painted to match the lighting and foliage of the jungle. "I am Cenarus Ordo, the Clan Chief's right hand man. I didn't know that Clan Wren already bends the knee to the Empire though. Last we had heard, a group of your commandos had ripped through a squadron of bombers sent to bomb your clan into submission." Mando was glad he was wearing his helmet, because Wren had been one of the first Clans to join Saxon back home.

"We do not bend the knee to the Imperial Scum. Where is your encampment? We wish to speak with the Chief." Cenarus walked forward and appraised both Mando and his companions before laughing and indicating the group should follow.

"Why not? Our Aliit'alor could use a good fight and your four-jawed friend there looks like they could give it. You're here on business, I take it?" The clone nods, his eyes watching the jungle around them as they walk.

"We are. And on our ijaat, there is no deception here." Cenarus makes no response and the group continues on in silence for several minutes before the training grounds for Clan Ordo come into sight, where warriors sparred, shot targets and generally kept themselves sharp. One woman, her armor the most prominent amongst those present, watched from amongst the rings and ranges, who stood out as the leader.

This was confirmed when Cenarus took the group to her. "Alor, they're here on business." The woman looked over the group silently for several seconds before nodding.

"Good, training can only get us so far. You came in an Imperial Shuttle, but there are no Imperial Clone Troopers with you, which raises questions."

"Questions," Mando counters, "that will receive answers if you take my offer. Eri'Moram is a member of the Sangheili Race, a proud warrior race such as our Clans. She will meet any challenge you set before her and should she do so, we request your aid against the Empire. We will take you to our fleet so that you can work out the finer details with our leaders at that point."

Stepping away from them, Cenarus joins her and another older looking warrior in quiet conversation for several minutes before they return. "Very well, we accept the proposed terms under the terms that she successfully hunt the Tarentatek in the tomb of a Sith Lord here on Dxun." Mando's horror and surprise was evident even with his helmet on, but he turned to Eri, allowing her to answer for herself.

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[center][h2]Jerus Je'and-En route to the job[/h2][/center]

Jerus chuckled as he sat back and relaxed in his chair. "Fortunately, dealing with the slug won't come until after the job's done. As for where you're landing, it's a little port called Jaguna. It's run by one Kem'ro the Hutt, but he's not interested in why we're there anyways. Stay on your toes and don't take off your helmet while you're planet side though, you won't last long."