Board Thread:Non-TES Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20170110195854/@comment-24510587-20170424201208

The Republic squad that Melakeel and Elara accompanied was almost immediately in danger. On the roof of a slightly higher building opposite the street, a trio of hostiles appeared. Only one of them appeared to be an actual Mandalorian; the other two were not clad in Beskar'gam, and could be presumed to be mercenaries. The Mandalorian, a Taung, moved in the front of the trio with a missile launcher, followed by a human with a grenade launcher. The line was closed by a gnarly-looking Trandoshan with a primitively designed Longblaster.

The three set themselves up to rain hell on the Republic soldiers below, missiles, grenades and blasters aimed to wreak havoc. But then, something unexpected happened. The Mandalorian suddenly slumped over, the back of his head burst open by a blaster bolt. The Trandoshan had turned on him. The human had little time to react to this surprise, and as such had no chance to resist when the Trandoshan gave him a shove and he was sent plummeting to the pavement below.

With his former comrades dead, the Trandoshan grinned his teeth bare at the Republic troops.

"Finally, the winning side arrives," he called.