[center][h2]Zar'kun Je'and[/h2][/center]

"Have you? I've spoken with my son, Xanthippe. Never once did the Saxons fire on you. Awfully strange, wouldn't you agree?" Xan and I begin to circle each other, though neither of us makes a move to attack. "Be a good chance for you to snatch Korre and Valkorion away, while the Mandalorians are busy with their infighting and staving off a potentially enraged Revolution. You could deal with whoever you felt was in your way and by the time we caught on, you'd have already left the planet. Pity you used the youth of a loyal clan to do it."