The siege of Mandalore (Tier 3)

Lana: I'll be siding with Pre Vizsla and the **** Watch. They are the true Mandalorians, they deserve to retake their homeworld. But first, I have a little side mission to do. I have to go to Malachor V and find the Mask of Mandalore. If anything, that would certainly help to unite the clans!

You enter the coordinates into your navicomputer and speed to the place, where Revan once decimated the great Mandalorian army in a single battle. Coming out of orbit, you find hundreds of destroyed ships still floating in orbit. They crash into each other every now and then, due to the unstable gravity of the planet.

Prior to the battle of Malachor, which took place almost 2500 years ago, the planet was fertile and hospitable. Revan used a secret weapon, the Mass Shadow Generator to destroy the Mandalorian fleet with a single strike, at the cost of the planet and half his own fleet and men. After the cataclysm of the generator, Malachor became a cracked and twisted wasteland covered with jagged cliffs and plagued by constant lightning storms. The gravity of the planet had become unstable, which made it dangerous for starships to wander nearby. The screams and the pain of the fallen still echo through the **** here around their well-preserved bodies.

Lana (disgusted by the sight): How horrible! How could Revan do such a thing? He sacrificed so much just to win one battle... This place is one of the darkest in the entire galaxy and yet, historians praise him for stopping the Mandalorians, even at the price, that's still sensible here to this day. He was clearly going down his dark path when he was planning this massacre... Anyway, let's find the Mandalorian capital ship. Let's see, which pile of junk is the biggest here on the scanner... There! That should be it!

You steer the wheel towards the ship and fly into its hangar, or rather, what's left of it, but that's the most decent landing zone you can find. Flying closer you are getting more and more unnerved by the echoing darkness surrounding the planet, especially the Mandalorian flagship. Once having magnetically fixed your ship to the hangar floor, you grab an oxygen bottle, connect it to your armour, and leave your ship. Having so little, yet unstable gravity around you, pulling you into different directions as the gravity changes, you activate the magnetic seal on your feet to grip you to the floor and turn on the lights of your helmet to see anything in the darkness. Walking your way towards the bridge, you find numerous dead Mandalorians floating about in the corridors of the ship. There was little honour in a **** like theirs. They weren't even given a proper rating place, being destined to float in cold space like some space junk. If the darkness and the dead floating bodies weren't creepy enough, the echoing suffering of the dead certainly was a bonus for it.

Echoing faint voices in the distance: Heeelp uuus...! The pain... The pain....! Where is Gallina...? Is she alright...? The Republic will pay if only I still had both my legs...! Let us rest already...!

Lana (having shivers as you walk): Euugh... This place gives me the creeps! I understand why Canderous hid the mask here. Who in their right mind would come here?! Especially as a **** sensitive, if the sight wasn't enough on its own, I even hear and feel their suffering and anger! Great!

Soon you enter the bridge and find the security chest Canderous mentioned. Surprisingly, it wasn't even locked.

Lana: Strange... Yet, I understand, if anybody gets this far, a simple lock wouldn't stop them anyway. Let's see what's inside... Oh by the ****! The real, golden Mask of Mandelore the First! I can't believe I truly found it! I'll have to show this to the clans! Father will be proud!

Before the darksaber was created, Mandalore's Mask was the artefact that united the Mandalorian clans. It is the original and most powerful sign of Mandalorian unity.

You grab the mask, dash back to your ship, not wasting any time on the dead anymore, and travel to Concordia. As you land, you spot a great amount of Mandalorian ships around Pre's base. The clans have come to see how things are going to unfold. There are starfighters, armoured troop transports, frigates, and all sorts of battleships from small to big ones. No such gathering of Mandalorians on this scale has occurred in centuries, at least not since the exile from Mandalore.

You walk into the great hall, where Mandalorians of all sizes and colours are present. All the major clans have assembled, Clans Kryze, Vizsla, Fett, Ordo, and Varad just to name the most prominent ones. The leaders of the freshly arrived clans are currently engaged in a hot debate with Pre about the plan to **** Sundari and what comes afterwards. The other members and flowers are standing scattered around them, listening with care.

Pre: ... And with the royal palace surrounded and the duchess publicly executed, we'll rebuild Mandalore the way it has always been! The people will join us in our liberation! We'll be saviours! Not conquerors! Don't forget that!

Leader of Clan Fett: That's a nice bit of plan you have shared with us, it might just work even... But what happens after the planet is ours?

Leader of Clan Varad: We aren't your soldiers to sacrifice for your gains, Pre! We demand our fair share of the spoils!

Pre: Spoils? Spoils?! Since when have the Mandalorians fought for spoils?! I have the darksaber, I am Mandalore! You have neglected your loyalties to me for some time, but with this reconquest of Mandalore, you may rectify all your old mistakes!

Leader of Clan Dar'Manda: I don't know Pre, we haven't followed your clan for centuries now, it didn't do us any harm to be alone for some time. Why give it all up?

Bo Katan (as leader of Clan Kryze): You Dar'Manda have never cared about anything but credits! You have been wasting Mandalorian skills on bounty hunting for long enough! If you want to be something better than a bunch of thugs or guns for hire, you will join us!

Leader of Clan Varad: Ohh, noble words from the sister of the duchess, who wasn't fit to live like royalty and chose to be an armed thug instead!

Bo Katan (grabbing her blaster and pointing it at him): One more insult and I'll end you here, right in front of all the clans!

Leader of Clan Varad (pulling out a vibrosword): Good, I was getting bored of this pointless gathering anyway! Let's have some fun!

Leader of the Children of the Watch: Enough of this! We all came here for a reason! To take our homeworld back! Don't start cutting throats until we are under the dome of Sundari!

Leader of Clan Dar'Manda: So said the one, who's too scared to take their helmet off and show their face!

Pre (activating the darksaber and raising it above his head): Silence! Save your anger for the so-called "pacifists"! Ah, Lana, the champion of Clan Ordo has arrived! We were just discussing the battle plan, would you like to join?

Leader of Clan Varad (putting his vibrosword away): Oh, so she's the girl you've been talking that much about eh, Pre? Doesn't seem to be much.

Lana (not looking at him): I won't answer to petty insults, if you want to pick a fight, we'll have one, after Mandalore is ours.

Leader of Clan Fett: Hm. Intriguing. Seems like you are fond of right-hand girls, aren't you, Pre?

Pre: I value talent over race or gender, she and Bo are formidable warriors and trustworthy followers. That is all I need.

Lana: Before we get into anything, there's something I need to show you all... I managed to find something beyond material worth!

Leader of Clan Dar'Manda: Oh, there's hardly anything you can't buy with the right amount of credits!

As you pull the mask from your backpack, its shining golden plate amazes all around you. Everybody stands in awe at the sight of Mandalore's Mask.

Pre (astonished): It's...!

Leader of the Children of the Watch: It's the Mask of Mandalore...! But how...? It was lost millennia ago!

Leader of Clan Dar'Manda: Damn girl, that's truly something credits can't buy...!

Leader of Clan Fett: She truly is something else, Pre was right about her!

Lana: Not long ago, I found Canderous Ordo's genetically locked safe. It contained information about the location where he hid the mask and I recovered it. Since all the major clans have gathered here, I decided this was the right time to uncover it.

Pre: How marvellous! This is truly a sign from our ancestors! With the darksaber and the Mask of Mandalore at my disposal, I have all that it takes for all of you to acknowledge me as rightful Mandalore! Lana, I knew I was right to trust you from the beginning, despite your Jedi heresy!

Rantar (present as the leader of Clan Ordo, coughing sarcastically): Pre, with all due respect, Lana has the Mask, I haven't heard a single word from her about giving it to you...

Leader of Clan Varad: Hear hear!

Leader of Clan Fett: True enough, this means we have two potential Mandalores right here!

Pre (laughing and opening his palm to you to give him the mask): Don't be ridiculous! Lana is my subordinate, naturally, she's going to pass the mask to...

He stops as he looks at you and you don't move an inch to oblige.

Pre: Lana...?

Leader of the Children of the Watch: This isn't the way. It must be won in a duel to the ****, not handed over like some trinket. Both the mask and the sabre have weight. Only the strongest shall rule as all!

Hundreds of Mandalorians in the hall: The strongest shall rule as all!

Leader of Clan Dar'Manda: If I just shot her in the back and took the mask for myself, would that make me Mandalore?! Because boy, I have never been this close to becoming one and I pretty much love the idea of becoming the next Mandalore!

Leader of Clan Fett: She's got balls, bringing that mask here and showing it to us all like that! I like the girl!

Pre (threateningly): Lana, you certainly don't want to fight me over that mask, do you...?

Rantar (whispering to you): Careful my daughter... Any bad moves or words and this fragile unity that has brought all the Mandalorians here would be shattered forever! Tread carefully! But come what may, I will be by your side!

Lana (thinking as the whole room stares at you in silence, waiting for an answer): Well, I wanted to spice up the morale a bit, I guess it worked. Now, let's get out of this without the whole place exploding from jetpack rockets!