(D5, EN) From the ruins to the Enclave

[Claymore Frost]

"Yes, she has quite the fighter's spirit, and she has made me be a better Mandalorian. I fight by her." He looks at her.

[Praxton]

"Mandalore has offered you the chance to recruit warriors to whatever cause you wish," he said. "Many of those among us would follow you against the Empire, you need only direct them. Declare it and I will gather warriors who are itching for a good and proper fight."

[Raven Cadera]

As always, it felt awkward to recieve such praise.

"If I inspire you, Clay, then give some credit to Praxton - he's helped me find who I am, and helped me become more than I was." She gave a respectful nod to her mentor.

"We'll prepare for this fight though. The Mando'ade didn't bring the Republic to the brink thousands of years ago by acting rashly."

[Honor]

Praxton nodded approvingly.

[Claymore Frost]

"Raven, I fight by your side, because of our long talk we had the first day went to the shooting range together. And, the way you treat me, even though I'm not a normal Mando." He keeps the list from her, but holds her hand a few extra seconds.

He looks at Praxton, "So, I guess we have a lot to get really for."

[Raven Cadera]

While she didn't pull her hand away, Raven did feel... awkward, about the whole thing.

"You're Mando'ade, just like anyone else are - who's to say what's normal Mando when our ranks are filled by people from all sorts of backgrounds? You're our Brother."

[Claymore Frost]

"Thank you. I've been a loner for a long time, so this is new to me too." He starts putting papers back in the briefcase.