Execute Satine

Lana: I'm sorry Satine, my hands are ****... I cannot show you mercy.

Satine (standing up from her throne): I see... I was expecting nothing else from one who served **** Watch once. I will stay true to my words, I will die with dignity, alongside the civilized planet I have created. I will not beg for my life.

Obi-Wan (standing in front of Satine): Satine! I will not let you die! Come, I am certain if we take this case in front of the Jedi council, they might bargain us a safe passage to somewhere in the outer rim! We could settle down and...

Satine (sobbing while petting Kenobi's face): Oh, my dear Obi... That is all I once wished for. But those times are gone now... I have become a duchess, you a Jedi... We were never meant to be together, destiny forbids it, as it seems. I will not run from my fate, but you should return to the Jedi. Mandalore is lost, I, am lost...

Obi-Wan (sobbing): Satine...! I love you...!

Satine (gently pushing Obi-Wan aside and walking down to you): I love you too Obi!

Obi-Wan does not say anything, he's just sobbing and nods.

Satine (stopping right in front of you, having dried her tears up with her dress): Mandalorian... I am ready. Do it.

{if Pre = true}

Pre: I never expected you to face **** with head held high. I might not have been totally right about you. There's some Mandalorian blood in you after all, Satine.

{endif}

Bo-Katan: You are not going to truly kill her{if Pre = false} too{endif}, are you...? She's the head of House Kryze, most of Clan Kryze stood with her against us, it might be unwise...!

Lana: I have ****, Bo-Katan...

Leader of Clan Varad: Traitors and pretenders must die. It cannot be any other way!

Lana (looking Satine in the eye): I'm truly sorry it had to come to this... I never wanted any of this for you... Forgive me.

Satine: The time for forgiveness is over. Finish what you have started!

You activate the darksaber, point it towards her belly, then thrust it through her quickly, then deactivate it. Obi-Wan runs to her, catching the falling body in his arms.

Bo-Katan (quietly to herself): Sister! Noo...!

Satine (with her dying breath): Obi-W-Wan... Promise to take care of our... son!

With that said, she dies in his arms. Kenobi touches his forehead against hers, then kisses her hand one last time, before softly placing her body onto the ground. The majority of Mandalorians beat their fist against their chestplate once again in approval of executing the last opposition to your power and finally claiming the throne of Mandalore. Yet, not all are happy. Bo-Katan, despite openly disagreeing with her sister and defying her rule all possible ways, Satine was still her sister. Seeing her **** has awakened something in her. She didn't say a word, unlike the mourning Jedi master. He stands up, still staring at her loved one at his feet, **** pulls his lightsaber and charges at you with yet unseen fury in his eyes. You defend yourself with the darksaber against the unexpected attacks.

Obi-Wan (furiously slashing at you): You have killed her! You could have just let her walk away, but you chose to kill her! You are no Jedi! You are just a monster!

Lana (parrying his attacks): I didn't want to do that, I told you! I had ****, she was a pretender to the throne of Mandalore! She was responsible for this war just as much as anyone else!

Obi-Wan: Liar! She was just trying to live peacefully with her people, but you have destroyed everything she has built!

Lana: Master Kenobi, you are a Jedi remember?! Are you giving in to the dark side?!

Obi-Wan: I'm no longer a Jedi! And neither are you! I will kill you, like you have killed her in cold blood!

His strikes are more powerful than before, clearly, his emotions have made him more powerful, however, the more powerful he has become, the more reckless his moves have come to be. He is full of openings, but you hesitate to make a finishing blow. He's still a Jedi master, what would the council say, had you killed him? This thought has been lingering in your head, forbidding you from killing the famous master. As his rage grows stronger and stronger, his strikes almost knocking the darksaber out of your hand each time he strikes you, you begin to feel you won't survive this battle if you just keep defending yourself, hoping to tire him out or reason with him somehow. You make your mind up. Obi-Wan must perish as well. The next time he makes a strong, but slow horizontal slash, you dodge it by bending your knees, letting his lightsaber pass above your head, presenting you with his whole body without defence. Without a second thought, you slash at his belly under his chestplate, cutting it open and landing a fatal wound with a single move. He deactivates his saber, presses his hands against his fresh wound, looks at you without anger in his eyes, he whispers quietly to himself:

Obi-Wan (whispering): There is no ****... There is only... the ****...

He then drops onto the floor next to Satine, he crawls as close to her as he can, hugs her and whispers his last words to her.

Obi-Wan (whispering): Forgive me Satine... I failed you...

He then closes his eyes and dies next to his love. This marks the end of one of the greatest masters of the Jedi order, slain by you, a fellow Jedi.

Lana (thinking): Oh by the ****... How in the blazes am I going to explain this to the council when I return...?! I'm so ducked now!

{if Pre = false}

Bo-Katan (after having stared at her dead sister for a minute or so): That's enough! 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 and the bodyguards of Satine: 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.

You walk up to Satine's throne and sit down. From up there, you look at the many followers you have freshly gained. They are quite the colourful bunch, and it's not their armour cosmetics you mean. Glory seekers, credit driven bounty hunters, zealots, revengists, relatives, terrorists, to only mention the major clans... It will be no simple task to keep them united for more than a week without them killing each other.

Lana: First things first, we must clean up this mess in Sundari. Take Pre Vizsla and Satine Kryze to honour them with a proper burial. They were both great people who deserve no less.

Leader of Clan Harangir (stepping forward): But Mandalore, they both opposed you! Why give your enemies such glory?! That would only incite more rebellion!

Lana: I will honour those who deserve it, be they enemies or friends. Honour does not pick sides.

He humbly bows his head and steps back in the line.

Lana: Take Kenobi's body and prepare it to be transported to Coruscant. He deserves to be buried at the Jedi Temple, like all the Jedi masters. We are going to have to rebuild Sundari after the massive destruction and casualties the city suffered after our liberation. I want cleanup units organized to gather the corpses of both the defenders and attackers. They too deserve to be buried in the city and their homeworld since they all died fighting, like heroes. This is where they belong. This is the way.

Mandalorians: This is the way.

Lana: Furthermore...

You look at the door leading to the room, two Mandalorians enter, carrying a third, wounded one on their shoulders. It's Rantar and he's alive!

Rantar (joking): I hope I haven't missed all the fun...! Heard through the comlinks what happened here... Couldn't stay in the medbay and not salute the new Mandalore personally!

Lana (relieved): Father! You are alive!

Rantar (sarcastically): Have you ever had any doubts about that? Our clan is tougher than any other!

Leader of Clan Varad: Hah, care to back that up in a challenge?

Rantar: Don't think I couldn't beat you right now, even in my current state!

Leader of Clan Varad: Very well! I'll see you in the cantina in an hour and we'll see how much Ne'tra gal you can drink before throwing your feet up!

Ranter: Black ale? Don't be childish, I'm drinking only Tihaar, kid! Clean, no water or anything!

Leader of Clan Varad: Hm, well said, you old hound, see you on the battlefield of bottles!

Lana: Khm. I am planning some significant changes on Mandalore. I am going to organise a government, where the heads of all the major clans will have oversight of different branches of government. This should keep you all reliant on each other, whether you like it or not. So you all better get started on improving relations with the rest of the clans!

Leader of Clan Harangir: A government...? You would really trust these good for nothings with doing something important besides fighting?!

Leader of Clan Fett: Speak only for yourself, Harangir! "These good for nothings", have been leading their respective clans for decades now. They might have some insight to managing things. But we at least know now that you are definitely not fit to be a part of it all! Though, this idea is greatly unorthodox... Pragmatic, but greatly unorthodox.

Leader of Clan Harangir: You dare question my abilities?! How about testing them against yours?!

Leader of Clan Fett: Name the time and place.

Lana (rising your voice): Silence! No more infighting until I say so!

Leader of Clan Dar'Manda (laughing): But Mandalore, a government?! For real?! We need only one Mandalore to lead us! Or are we going to pay taxes too to upkeep this, "government"?!

Lana: Don't worry, there will be salaries too!

Leader of Clan Dar'Manda: Then why didn't you say that?! We support the decision!

Leader of the Children of the Watch: Fools! Such decisions will ruin our culture and traditions!

Leader of Clan Fett: I see no point in arguing with some moderate reforms of our society anyway. If Mandalore wants it, so be it.

Leader of Clan Ha'rangir: My clan has no reason to object, we obey the command of Mandalore!

Tiber: Clan Saxon stands by it.

Ursa: Clan Wren as well!

Lana: It's settled then. First things first, I am going to need an overseer who will help me keep everything under control. An arbiter, who will be my voice and ear in any temporary absence of your Mandalore. I name Rantar Ordo, my father, the arbiter of Mandalore. Follow his words as if they were mine!

Rantar: Thank you, Mandalore, it is an honour to be your arbiter!

Leader of the Children of the Watch: Already delegating power away? Maybe we were too hasty in following you... You might not be ready for this responsibility yet.

Ursa: She has defeated all who dared to challenge her, she has the right to lead us, regardless of our approval or disapproval!

Leader of the Children of the Watch: Our traditions were formed for a reason! We shall see if she is up to the task of following them...

Leader of Clan Fett: Only the strong has the right to dictate, if you lack the strength to **** your will onto others, you are just a complaining child. We are Mandalorians, we follow the strongest, no matter what!

Leader of Clan Varad: That's right, but don't forget the Mandalores, who were only strong in arms, not in their heads! They might have ruled, but only briefly!

Leader of Clan Dar'Manda: Hey, I'll follow anybody regardless of the political staff! As long as I get paid well, of course!

Lana (somewhat sarcastically): Thanks, that is quite reassuring, all of you! I will do all I can to lead you well, if I fail, well... You know what happens to the Mandalores who are defeated in a challenge. But until then...! If any of you have objections against my decisions, come and make them up with me. If there are alternatives, we will find them, if not, my words will stand. That would be all for now, let's get this place cleaned up.

{endif}

{if Pre = true}

Bo-Katan steps to her dead sister and kneels down to bow her head low, in honouring her. They might not have been on the best terms with each other through the years, but they were still sisters, regardless of all that has happened between them. You walk up to Satine's throne and sit down. From up there, you look at the many followers you have freshly gained. They are quite the colourful bunch, and it's not their armour cosmetics you mean. Glory seekers, credit driven bounty hunters, zealots, revengists, relatives, terrorists, to only mention the major clans... It will be no simple task to keep them united for more than a week without them killing each other.

Lana: First things first, we must clean up this mess in Sundari. Take Satine Kryze to honour her with a proper burial. She was a great leader who deserves no less.

Leader of Clan Harangir (stepping forward): But Mandalore, she had opposed you! Why give your enemy such glory?! That would only incite more rebellion!

Lana: I will honour those who deserve it, be they enemies or friends. Honour does not pick sides. Not to mention, Pre has opposed me just like her, yet, he too received an honour. Do you have a problem with that too?

Pre: Hp!

Leader of Clan Harangir (as he humbly bows his head and steps back in the line): No, Mandalore, forgive me for the interruption!

Lana: Take Kenobi's body and prepare it to be transported to Coruscant. He deserves to be buried at the Jedi Temple, like all the Jedi masters. We are going to have to rebuild Sundari after the massive destruction and casualties the city suffered after our liberation. I want cleanup units organized to gather the corpses of both the defenders and attackers. They too deserve to be buried in the city and their homeworld since they all died fighting, like heroes. This is where they belong. This is the way.

Mandalorians: This is the way.

Pre: Kenobi was a good warrior, a shame he picked the wrong side.

Lana: Furthermore...

You look at the door leading to the room, two Mandalorians enter, carrying a third, wounded one on their shoulders. It's Rantar and he's alive!

Rantar (joking): I hope I haven't missed all the fun...! Heard through the comlinks what happened here... Couldn't stay in the medbay and not salute the new Mandalore personally!

Lana (relieved): Father! You are alive!

Rantar (sarcastically): Have you ever had any doubts about that? Our clan is tougher than any other!

Leader of Clan Varad: Hah, care to back that up in a challenge?

Rantar: Don't think I couldn't beat you right now, even in my current state!

Leader of Clan Varad: Very well! I'll see you in the cantina in an hour and we'll see how much Ne'tra gal you can drink before throwing your feet up!

Ranter: Black ale? Don't be childish, I'm drinking only Tihaar, kid! Clean, no water or anything!

Pre: Tihaar?! Hah, I'll beat you both in a drinking contest!

Leader of Clan Varad: Hm, well said, you old hound, see you both on the battlefield of bottles!

Lana: Khm. As I said it previously, I am planning some significant changes on Mandalore. I am going to organise a government, where the heads of all the major clans will have oversight of different branches of government. This should keep you all reliant on each other, whether you like it or not. So you all better get started on improving relations with the rest of the clans!

Leader of Clan Harangir: A government...? You would really trust these good for nothings with doing something important besides fighting?!

Pre: Do you consider me a good for nothing too, Harangir? Haven't I, of all proven myself to you through the years?

Leader of Clan Harangir: You might have, but I never agreed to serve any other than the strongest of us! And currently, that excludes you, Pre!

Leader of Clan Fett: Speak only for yourself, Harangir! "These good for nothings", have been leading their respective clans for decades now. They might have some insight to managing things, if not as much strength as Mandalore. At least now we know that you are definitely not fit to be a part of it all!

Leader of Clan Harangir: You dare question my abilities?! How about testing them against yours?!

Leader of Clan Fett: Name the time and place.

Lana (rising your voice): Silence! No more infighting until I say otherwise! It's settled then. First things first, I am going to need an overseer who will help me keep everything under control. An arbiter, who will be my voice and ear in any temporary absence of your Mandalore. I name Rantar Ordo, my father, the arbiter of Mandalore. Follow his words as if they were mine!

Rantar: Thank you, Mandalore, it is an honour to be your arbiter!

Pre: Wouldn't it be wiser to name me as your arbiter? I have been in charge of some of these men for a long time.

Bo-Katan: I second that!

Lana: You are going to be the general of our warriors. He is going to handle the political matters, the military ones will belong to you. You two will be my two hands.

Pre: I see... Very well, if that is the role Mandalore assigns to me, that is what I am going to accept.

Rantar: I hope there are no hard feelings Pre.

Pre: I might have had one, had she named someone else for the job. You have been my loyal follower for all my time as leader of **** Watch, I too considered you to be one of the most trusted companions I had. We can work together, I have no doubts about that.

Rantar: Glad you see it that way too!

Leader of the Children of the Watch: Already delegating power away, Mandalore? Maybe we were too hasty in following you... You might not be ready for this responsibility yet.

Ursa: She has defeated all who dared to challenge her, she has the right to lead us, regardless of our approval or disapproval!

Bo-Katan: Ursa is right, we might not like the situation, but we aren't capable of overthrowing her either. All we can do is do her bidding.

Leader of the Children of the Watch: Our traditions were formed for a reason! We shall see if she is up to the task of following them...

Leader of Clan Fett: Only the strong has the right to dictate, if you lack the strength to **** your will onto others, you are just a complaining child. We are Mandalorians, we follow the strongest, no matter what!

Leader of Clan Varad: That's right, but don't forget the Mandalores, who were only strong in arms, not in their heads! They might have ruled, but only briefly!

Leader of Clan Dar'Manda: Hey, I'll follow anybody regardless of the political staff! As long as I get paid well, of course!

Lana (somewhat sarcastically): Thanks, that is quite reassuring, all of you! I will do all I can to lead you well, if I fail, well... You know what happens to the Mandalores who are defeated in a challenge. But until then...! If any of you have objections against my decisions, come and make them up with me. If there are alternatives, we will find them, if not, my words will stand. That would be all for now, let's get this place cleaned up.

{endif}