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You and your followers spend the next two days searching for survivors under the rubble and tending to the injured. This at least helped the many clans find common ground and stop the infighting for a time. {if Obi-Wan = true}As soon as the siege ended, Obi-Wan left the city with his remaining clone troopers and returned to Coruscant.{endif} During the cleanup of Sundari, Ranvi sends you a transmission in which she mentions Drek being finally released from detention and all the charges have been discarded. You intend to return to them and see how he is as soon as your work is done on Mandalore. Unbeknownst to you, your father has organized the announcement of your new Mandaloreship to the citizens. He only tells you when all the preparations are already underway. You have ambivalent feelings about the matter on one hand, you appreciate Rantar's enthusiasm to take matters into his own hands, but on the other, you would have expected him to at least consult you about the matter. Nevertheless, you agree that the people must be shown who the new ruler of the planet is. That afternoon, a great crowd gathers on the main square, in front of the royal palace, to see you in person. You and the leaders of the clans stand at the entrance and look at the many people who are present. They await you with mixed feelings, some view you as an invader, some are happy to see the duchess replaced. Some just don't care about politics and wish for a prosperous state and a stable life, nothing more.

{if Satine = true}{If Pre = false}

Satine steps forward and addresses the crowd:

Satine: Dear citizens of Mandalore! There has been a terrible battle raging in our city just a few days ago. Mandalorians were killing Mandalorians for power, this had been going on for centuries with different levels of intensity. Only with humility and mutual respect can we mend these wounds, and they may heal at last! I, Satine of House Kryze, have abdicated my throne and powers to help our sisters and brothers stand together and be finally united after generations of division. Our new ruler, our Mandalore, will lead us down a new path, one of peace and stability, just as you have grown accustomed to! I, alongside the many clans of our home, announce Lana of Clan Ordo, the new Mandalore of our world! May she rule us all with wisdom and strength! For Mandalore!

You step forward with the darksaber in your hand and the mask of Mandalore on your face. Igniting the saber, you raise it in the air, to which all bend the knee. Then, the crowd starts chanting:

Crowd: Mandalore! Mandalore! Mandalore!

You originally intended to give some sort of inspirational speech or something, but standing there and facing all the many people who now serve you, just gives you a pause. Instead, you just silently step back and return to the palace.

Lana (once inside and taking off the mask): Huh, this is what it feels like to be a Mandalore? It is going to be pretty tough!

Rantar (coming after you): Are you alright, my child?

Lana: Yeah, I was just... Not expecting such a big crowd and... that's all, must get used to it.

Rantar: You'll get the hang of it, I'm certain! Satine will keep them busy with her own words for some time, so don't worry about that. They must have felt how lucky they had become to have a Mandalore like you!

{endif}{endif}

{If Satine = false}{if Pre = ture}

Pre steps forward and addresses the crowd, as it already cheers him:

Pre: Brothers, sisters, citizens, fellow countrymen! You must be wondering why it's me, not your duchess, standing here. Some of you may think of me as an invader, a terrorist! Yet, in due time, I will make certain to prove you otherwise! There has been a terrible battle raging in our city just a few days ago. Mandalorians were killing Mandalorians, despite being kin to each other. This had been going on for centuries with different levels of intensity. Only with strength and coordination can we mend these wounds, and they may heal at last! I, Pre of House Vizsla, former leader of **** Watch, have stepped down from my post to help our brothers and sisters stand together and be finally united after generations of division. Our new ruler, our Mandalore, will lead us down a new path, one of strength and self-determination, things that have been fading from Mandalore recently! I, alongside the many clans of our home, announce Lana of Clan Ordo, the new Mandalore of our world! May she rule us all with wisdom and strength! For Mandalore!

You originally intended to give some sort of inspirational speech or something, but standing there and facing all the many people who now serve you, just gives you a pause. Instead, you just silently step back and return to the palace.

You step forward with the darksaber in your hand and the mask of Mandalore on your face. Igniting the saber, you raise it in the air, to which all bend the knee. Then, the crowd starts chanting:

Crowd: Mandalore! Mandalore! Mandalore!

Lana (once inside and taking off the mask): Huh, this is what it feels like to be a Mandalore? It is going to be pretty tough!

Rantar (coming after you): Are you alright, my child?

Lana: Yeah, I was just... Not expecting such a big crowd and... that's all, must get used to it.

Rantar: You'll get the hang of it, I'm certain! Pre will keep them busy with his own words for some time, so don't worry about that. They must have felt how lucky they had become to have a Mandalore like you!

{endif}{endif}

{if Satine = true}{if Pre = true}

Satine steps forward and addresses the crowd:

Satine: Dear citizens of Mandalore! There has been a terrible battle raging in our city just a few days ago. Mandalorians were killing Mandalorians for power, this had been going on for centuries with different levels of intensity. Only with humility and mutual respect can we mend these wounds, and they may heal at last! I, Satine of House Kryze, have abdicated my throne and powers to help our sisters and brothers stand together and be finally united after generations of division. As a sign of friendship, I announce my intention of working together with Pre Vizsla of **** Watch. This may sound strange to some of you, yet I had come to realize, if we stand together, Mandalore will be stronger for it. Pre!

Pre (stepping forward and removing his helmet): Brothers, sisters, citizens, fellow countrymen! I am Pre Vizsla, of Clan Vizsla. You must be wondering why I'm standing here. Some of you may think of me as an invader, a terrorist! Yet, in due time, I will make certain to prove you otherwise! First, the duchess and I intend to make an example of friendship by embracing each other, despite our long standing differences in ideologies. I, Pre former leader of House Vizsla and **** Watch, have stepped down from my post to help our brothers and sisters stand together and be finally united after generations of division. I hope you too will follow us and together, we can make Mandalore great again! Our new ruler, our Mandalore, will lead us down a new path, one of stability and self-determination, combining the talents of the different clans! I, alongside the many clans of our home, announce Lana of Clan Ordo, the new Mandalore of our world! May she rule us all with wisdom and strength! For Mandalore!

You originally intended to give some sort of inspirational speech or something, but standing there and facing all the many people who now serve you, just gives you a pause. Instead, you just silently step back and return to the palace.

You step forward with the darksaber in your hand and the mask of Mandalore on your face. Igniting the saber, you raise it in the air, to which all bend the knee. Then, the crowd starts chanting:

Crowd: Mandalore! Mandalore! Mandalore!

Lana (once inside and taking off the mask): Huh, this is what it feels like to be a Mandalore? It is going to be pretty tough!

Rantar (coming after you): Are you alright, my child?

Lana: Yeah, I was just... Not expecting such a big crowd and... that's all, must get used to it.

Rantar: You'll get the hang of it, I'm certain! Satine and Pre will keep them busy with their own words for some time, so don't worry about that. They must have felt how lucky they had become to have a Mandalore like you!

{endif}{endif}

{If Satine = false}{If Pre = false}

Rantar steps forward and addresses the crowd:

Rantar: Brothers, sisters, citizens of Mandalore! I am Rantar of Clan Ordo, the new arbiter of Mandalore! You may not know me, but rest assured, you will soon enough! There has been a terrible battle raging in our city just a few days ago. Mandalorians were killing Mandalorians for unworthy reasons, this had been going on for centuries with different levels of intensity. Only with strength and mutual respect can we mend these wounds, and they may heal at last! I am here to help our brothers and sisters stand together and be finally united after generations of division. Our new ruler, our Mandalore, will lead us down a new path, one of stability and self-determination! I, alongside the many clans of our home, announce Lana of Clan Ordo, the new Mandalore of our world! May she rule us all with wisdom and strength! For Mandalore!

You originally intended to give some sort of inspirational speech or something, but standing there and facing all the many people who now serve you, just gives you a pause. Instead, you just silently step back and return to the palace.

You step forward with the darksaber in your hand and the mask of Mandalore on your face. Igniting the saber, you raise it in the air, to which all bend the knee. Then, the crowd starts chanting:

Crowd: Mandalore! Mandalore! Mandalore!

Lana (once inside and taking off the mask): Huh, this is what it feels like to be a Mandalore? It is going to be pretty tough!

Rantar (coming after you): Are you alright, my child?

Lana: Yeah, I was just... Not expecting such a big crowd and... that's all, must get used to it.

Rantar: You'll get the hang of it, I'm certain! I will keep them busy for some time, so don't worry about that. They must have felt how lucky they had become to have a Mandalore like you!

{endif}{endif}

Lana (hugging him): Thanks father! Though... I might not have been made to be a Mandalore...

Rantar: Nonsense! All beginnings are difficult. Besides, your loyal arbiter will be around whenever you need him!

Lana: Thanks father! Now that you mention it... I have some business to attend to on Coruscant... Could you be just... "arbitrating" in my place for a few days? And don't get into trouble with the Republic, please! I have enough to explain already, let's not make my case any worse!

Rantar (bowing): Anything my Mandalore asks of me!

Lana: Thanks, you are the best! I'll see you soon after!

You give him another hug, then put the mask and the darksaber into a secure safe, before going to the hangar to take your ship to Courscant. This adventure at your home was fun and all, but you miss your friends and the other Jedi more than you would have expected. Time to visit your second home too. On the ship, you receive a corrupted signal from the temple, out of which not much could be interpreted. You try to fix the file as much as possible and fabricate a very short transmission.

Drek: Lana it's a warn...... Don't ret..... the temp.... It's a tra..... The coun...... .....nts you capt....... Stay aw....

Lana: What could that mean? Not much is understandable from it... Either way, best be on my guard. I should reactivate HK.

You turn your assassin droid on.

HK69: Ah, finally my systems are online again!

Lana: Sorry about that HK, had to do some things alone, the old fashioned way.

HK69: Oh please tell me it didn't involve mass termination of organics...! I would scrap myself to finally get the chance to exterminate something!

Lana: You might just get to do that soon! Something is fishy about Drek's last transmission, better be ready for anything.

HK69: I will not let and being lay a hand on you, master! I have updated my **** protocols and downloaded some new features from the holonet while I was deactivated. I can assure you, I am the deadliest weapon currently walking the galaxy!

Lana: I have never had any doubt about that!

Once in orbit, you ask for landing clearance to the temple hangar and it's granted, although to a different hangar than the one you usually land in. You have been having a bad feeling ever since you got out of hyperspace, but now as you have been redirected, you are certain something is wrong. The hangar is empty, but you sense the presence of many powerful Jedi nearby, a most unusual welcoming party to say the least.

Lana: HK, forget the ship, come with me. I sense a disturbance in the ****.

HK69: Whatever you say master, if you need any Jedi killed, just give me a clear sign! Like, breathing!

Lana (rolling your eyes): HK!

HK69: Alright, I will hold my murderous instincts back a little longer! Just don't forget about the clear signal!

You exit the ship together, armed and ready for trouble. A group of Jedi masters and temple guards are waiting for you by the time you get your feet off the ship.

Lana (sarcastically): Well, this is quite the welcoming party! No master has ever come to greet me by the time I landed! Must be due to the new hangar I was sent to land in!

Ki-Adi-Mundi (not amused): This is no time for jokes. Jedi knight Lana Ordo, I hereby order you arrested by the will of the Jedi council. Surrender, and no harm will come to you, young one.

Lana (horrified): Arrested?! For what, even?! I haven't done anything wrong! {if Obi-Wan = false}About Master Kenobi, we were... We weren't supposed to resort to fighting and...! And we weren't there as two Jedi, so...!{endif}