Execute Pre

{if Satine = true}

Lana: Alright, I will grant you your wish. However, I want you to die like a warrior, weapon in arms, not with your head bowed low.

Pre (standing up): I thank you for this last gesture of goodwill.

He pulls his blasters out and closes his eyes, ready to part this life. You pull the saber back and stab him through the chest.

Pre (shouting without showing any sign of pain): For Mandalore!

Then, he collapses, breathing his last. The others nod in respect and silence for his last deed. Except for one, who still can't process the fact that Pre's gone for good. His ex liutenant, Bo-Katan of course. She drops onto her knees, staring at the now dead ex-Mandalore. Momentarily, all other Madnalorians stand up and chant together while beat their fists against their chests:

Mandalorians (amidst a loud, rhythmic metallic noise): Man-da-lore! Man-da-lore! Man-da-lore!

Lana: My first act as Mandalore, is to grant Pre Vizsla an honourable burial. He was a strong leader of his clan, a hero, without whom we wouldn't be standing here now. He deserves no less.

Hearing this, Bo-Katan stands up as well, she looks you right in the eye, then, clunges her fist and beats it against her chest plate three times. Following her example, all Mandalorians beat their fists against their chests three more times as a sign of approval for your words.

Satine (sarcastically): What a great hero he truly was... A murderer of children, a common thug, no less. You can't imagine the happiness and calmness I felt when you struck him down. I never thought I would feel that way after witnessing anybody's ****.

Lana: Don't insult him, he followed and lived up to his own code of honour. That is a respectable thing, even if you don't agree with all his actions or motives.

Satine: True, that much I can respect in him.

Lana: Try to focus on the respectable side of the other Mandalorians, there are plenty of that in them. You'll see.

Obi-Wan: That sounds very noubly of you Lana, yet I have my doubts about the chance of success.

Satine: I will see what I can do, but no promises. I am curious, though how we can manage things with my sister back in our palace...

Bo-Katan (indifferently): What a great family reunion...

Lana: First things first, we need to announce the new order to the populace of Sundari. The battle and thus, the war is over. Ask the residents to assemble to the main square tomorrow. Until then, let's go and search for survivors, there may be many injured under the rubble.

Tiber Saxon: Hm. The weak deserve no help, I say we leave them where they are, if they are strong enough, they'll find to survive!

Satine: I will pretend I have not heard that comment...

Lana: Now, we all have our duties, let's go and help the injured. Dismissed!

{endif}

{if Satine = false}

Lana: Alright, I will grant you your wish. However, I want you to die like a warrior, weapon in arms, not with your head bowed low.

Pre (standing up): I thank you for this last gesture of goodwill.

He pulls his blasters out and closes his eyes, ready to part this life. You pull the saber back and stab him through the chest.

Pre (shouting without showing any sign of pain): For Mandalore!

Then, he collapses, breathing his last. The others nod in respect and silence for his last deed. Except for one, who still can't process the fact that Pre's gone for good. His ex liutenant, Bo-Katan of course. She drops onto her knees, staring at the now dead ex-Mandalore. Momentarily, all other Madnalorians stand up and chant together while beat their fists against their chests:

Mandalorians (amidst a loud, rhythmic metallic noise): Man-da-lore! Man-da-lore! Man-da-lore!

Lana: My first act as Mandalore, is to grant Pre Vizsla an honourable burial. He was a strong leader of his clan, a hero, without whom we wouldn't be standing here now. He deserves no less.

Bo-Katan (after having stared at her dead sister and ex boss for a minute or so): That's enough! You cannot buy our loyalty with words or strength! Do you really plan to just slaughter your way through everybody on Mandalore?! Killing both Pre Vizsla and Satine Kryze, who knows who's next on your list?!

Lana: Bo-Katan, it's not like that, it...

Bo-Katan: Clan Kryze will definitely not stand for this! And neither will I! We wanted my sister captured, not killed!

Leader of Clan Dar'Manda: What are you planning to do about it, "princess"?

Bo-Katan: That's no longer princess...! As the new head of House Kryze, inherited from my sister, I am the rightful Duchess of Mandalore now!

Lana: Bo-Katan, do you want to start another civil war? Over this?!

Bo-Katan: I won't let you trample both Pre's and my sister's legacy! One I could have lived with, but not both! House Kryze, are you with me?!

Clan Kryze's both branches, their vassal clans: For House Kryze!

Bo-Katan: We will never serve a tyrant! Mandalore will be free once again!

They raise their blasters and rifles and open fire on you and the clans supporting you. Bo-Katan puts her helmet on and joins the firefight. Your clans have superior numbers and firepower, but the renegade clans don't intend to stay and fight just yet. Bo-Katan orders them to retreat and escape through the windows, each bodyguard is being lifted and carried away by two jetpack equipped Mandalorian. A few of them will be or have already been picked off and shot as the conflict erupts, but most managed to get away.

Leader of the Children of the Watch (getting ready to activate her jetpack and follow the enemy): After them! Don't let the renegades escape!

Lana: No, stop! Let them run! They can't challenge our numbers, if they want to live freely in exile, so be it. We had been doing the same for centuries, haven't we? If they return with hostilities, we'll find them and deal with them accordingly. It is time to rebuild, not to destroy what we still have left.

Leader of the Children of the Watch (nodding): Very well, whatever you say, Mandalore.

Lana: The battle and thus, the war is over. Let's go and search for survivors, there may be many injured under the rubble.

Tiber Saxon: Hm. The weak deserve no help, I say we leave them where they are, if they are strong enough, they'll find to survive!

Satine: I will pretend I have not heard that comment...

Lana: Now, we all have our duties, let's go and help the injured. Dismissed!

Lana (thinking): Oh by the ****... I have just realized Master Kenobi is dead and I didn't save him...! How in the blazes am I going to explain this to the council when I return...?! I'm so ducked now!

{endif}