[center][h2] Xanthippe Naberrie [/h2][/center]

My anger begins to boil to the surface, though I am trying to contain myself. "Back off, Zar'kun. This is your only warning. I'm telling you right here, right now, I'm not responsible for any of this. But if you don't end this foolishness now, I swear I won't hesitate to do what I have to. You've already tried to cripple me once. I won't give you the chance to try it again!" 

[center][h2] Armond Organa [/h2][/center]

"Hold on, now!" I yell from the side lines. "Lets not tear each other apart here! What evidence is there of what you claim, Zar'kun? And I mean REAL evidence. Jedi senses don't hold up in a court of law, I'm afraid."

[center][h2] Mandalore the Risen [/h2][/center]

I walk out, fully dressed in my armor and accompanied by a group of elite Mandalorian Protectors. "What evidence do we need? She's a witch. She's obviously guilty." I pull my beskad sword, and the protectors power up their shields. "Why are we wasting time talking? You know she specializes in getting into people's heads. Making them doubt themselves. Let her speak long enough and she'll have even you believing her, Zar'kun. She's already bewitched this hapless fool." I point to Organa.