Ke nu'jurkadir sha Mando'ade! (D5, EA)

[Raven Cadera]

While she didn't limp when they returned, there was a stiffness in her movements as she walked through the Enclave, seeking Mandalore. Or Praxton. Preferrably both.

She hadn't yet had the time to clean her armor or change into new clothes underneath, so the dried blood from her own wounds and from her dead enemy was still painted on her - a kind of testament to the challenge she had just overcome earlier. Though Raven wouldn't want any help to walk or move... and she suspected Dredgen wouldn't be the kind to offer it either when she was still in one piece.

[Honor]

Dredgen walked behind, his gear neat and undamaged. It was.. quite the sight to behold. Which was perhaps why Praxton walked over immediately. Looking at them both, the way they carried themselves, "Come.. I am certain you will wish to speak with Mandalore."

[Raven Cadera]

"Su cuy'gar. And yeah, that's right," Raven confirmed, nodding. Her helmeted head turned to look to Dredgen, who said he'd be taking the lead on speaking.

[Praxton]

"Su cuy'gar," he returned, and this time more than any other it seemed it was rather poignant.

[Mandalore]

Sitting on a stone, sharpening his weapon, Mandalore looked up as they entered. Seeing Raven's state he thought, nodded, and set the weapon down.

"You live, Sister. With evidence of battle.. welcome home. Speak, now, of what has transpired," he asked.

[Honor]

Dredgen stepped forward, "We were together, Mandalore. When we encountered the Saxon. I admit, I sought to hunt him for what he had done to our brother and our hunt was not for what I said it would be. Yet, when he was cornered he was challenged honorably and our Sister dispatched him with skill and determination."

[Mandalore]

"Is that so, Raven?" he asked.

[Raven Cadera]

"Yes," she nodded. "Dredgen told me what the hunt was really about, and I voluntarily joined him to hunt down Dred Saxon - to make him for what he had done, and to remove a threat to the enclave."

"He was a skilled opponent, but I bested him on my own. I have Praxton's training to thank for that... it served me well."

[Mandalore]

"Then the matter is settled and you have proven yourself a greater warrior even still, Raven Cadera. Yet.." he said, stepping forward, "your armor is lacking for one among us. A helm, as is proper, but.. you require more. Tomorrow you will report to the Forge Master, it is she who will craft you something fitting of your potential."

"Praxton," he said, and Praxton raised his head to look toward his brother. "Do you agree with this?"

[Praxton]

"I believed from the moment she arrived here with us that she would prove a more capable addition than most. Skilled and brave. Respecting tradition and honor. I agree fully," he said.

[Mandalore]

"Then it is done," he said, with command.

"After today, you will no longer be permitted to wear any armor that does not befit you as a true Mandalorian. You will wear Beskar'gam and no opponent shall be feared by you. Your fight is not yet over, as none of ours is. Fight, improve, conquer. Claim your seat at our table at every turn and let everyone you deal with know the strength of a true Mandalorian."

[Raven Cadera]

The helmet thankfully concealed the ecstatic glee on her face that made her look like an idiot. "Thank you, Mandalore." It was the moment all true Mandalorians dreamt of.

"... Also, there's an unrelated subject I wished to bring up, now that I've been given this chance to be recognized as a true Mandalorian."

[Mandalore]

"Speak," he commanded, "you will be heard."

[Raven Cadera]

She wasn't sure how this would go over as a suggestion, knowing that the others were older and probably actually remembered the Clone Wars.

"... There's a group of rogue clone soldiers here on Kamda. Myself and a couple of other bounty hunters encountered them on a job - turns out they're no fan of the Imps either and the Imps consider them to be enemies of the state as well." Clay could back her up on this, but she wasn't sure how his standing within the group was.

"My suggestion, Mandalore, is that if we want for our numbers to grow, to be able to face the Saxons and the Empire before they decided to hunt us down, we should consider working with them, maybe even recruiting them. They're experienced warriors with more combat training than most recruits would have. If the rumors are true, they were made from the genetic samples of a Mandalorian and were also taught parts of Mandalorian traditions."

[Mandalore]

"No," he replied, harshly.

[Praxton]

"Perhaps.." Praxton spoke up, walking closer to Raven's side. "I should explain. Clone's.. especially those clones, are.." he breathed, calmed his nerve, and continued, "They are an affront to our culture. The Way. Those clones were ones made of a particular individual who sold his genetics for mere credits. However, that is not what makes them so.. offensive. They were, by far, an attempt by the greater galaxy to claim what our people have striven generations and generations to achieve. They saw the strength and spirit that our culture grew and attempted to capture it for themselves in the form of obedient clones. Even in the nature of their obedience these.. clones.. could never understand the Way."

"You speak truthfully Sister, and your suggestion admirable, yet the history of the matter was beyond you."

[Raven Cadera]

"Is not the purpose of our ways that anyone can become part of it by following the Six Actions? Should they always be defined by the actions of their 'parent', so to speak?" Raven retorted as she crossed her arms over her chest.

[Praxton]

Praxton lowered his head, it was not his desire to argue. For he wished only to agree.

[Mandalore]

"You have a fire," Mandalore says, stepping forward and looking to Raven. "One that truly belongs of a Mandalorian. Yet, their very creation mocks the longstanding tradition of our culture. A crude attempt at recreating what we have built over millennia. Even so, they once fought side by side with the Jedi in the Clone Wars. An event I witnessed many times myself. What more, history has shown us that they betrayed their brothers on the command of the Empire. How is it we could trust such dubious individuals?"

[Raven Cadera]

"The ones I met didn't do that. The betrayal, I mean. It's part of the reason they were made outcasts and enemies of the Empire. In fact, they seemed to not understand how their brothers could've done such a thing."

She stood firm in her opinion. "If not as recruits, I believe they could be allies."