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Exploring Alien Cultures, Monday
When they got to Odessen this time, they headed for the military staging area, where Nell (assuming she's there) would be happy to see a number of Mandalorians sparring (and drinking, and arguing), with a late middle-aged woman with bright red hair and brighter silver armor watching over them. She turned and nodded to them.
"Beniko."
"Mandalore."
Lana turned back to the students. "Today, Shae Vizla, Mandalore the Avenger, will be telling you something about her people, the Mandalorians." She stepped back.
Shae snorted. "As if a few minutes is enough to say much. We're warriors. That doesn't mean we're mindless killers. We're honorable. Being Mandalorian is a promise and a way of life. We live by the Resol'nare, our law: we wear our armor, speak our language, defend ourselves and our family, raise our children as Mandalorians, contribute to our clan's welfare, and rally to the Mand'alor when called upon. We don't have any one homeland or species - anyone can be taken into a clan. And those that fail to live honorably and by our rules can be cast out. Each clan has its own leader and can have its own rules, but they all follow the Mand'alor. Not literally - we tend to be wanderers."
At this point, a number of the Mandalorians had come up to lounge nearby, several with smirks as they listened. Shae pointed at one. "K'uur, Rass, don't say a word!" He held up his hands, grinning. She looked at another. "Jekiah, I miss anything important from the last few millennia?"
"We're a bunch of unmanageable jai'galaar?" Jekiah answered wryly.
"That part goes without saying," Shae answered.
"We're the best warriors!" One of the men near him yelled out."
"Don't drink with us if you can't hold your liquor!" a reptilian piped up.
"Or eat with us if you can't take a bit of spice!" one woman added.
Shae facepalmed as she shook her head. "Making Jekiah's point for him. All right, udesii! Answer questions or take it elsewhere."
"Beniko."
"Mandalore."
Lana turned back to the students. "Today, Shae Vizla, Mandalore the Avenger, will be telling you something about her people, the Mandalorians." She stepped back.
Shae snorted. "As if a few minutes is enough to say much. We're warriors. That doesn't mean we're mindless killers. We're honorable. Being Mandalorian is a promise and a way of life. We live by the Resol'nare, our law: we wear our armor, speak our language, defend ourselves and our family, raise our children as Mandalorians, contribute to our clan's welfare, and rally to the Mand'alor when called upon. We don't have any one homeland or species - anyone can be taken into a clan. And those that fail to live honorably and by our rules can be cast out. Each clan has its own leader and can have its own rules, but they all follow the Mand'alor. Not literally - we tend to be wanderers."
At this point, a number of the Mandalorians had come up to lounge nearby, several with smirks as they listened. Shae pointed at one. "K'uur, Rass, don't say a word!" He held up his hands, grinning. She looked at another. "Jekiah, I miss anything important from the last few millennia?"
"We're a bunch of unmanageable jai'galaar?" Jekiah answered wryly.
"That part goes without saying," Shae answered.
"We're the best warriors!" One of the men near him yelled out."
"Don't drink with us if you can't hold your liquor!" a reptilian piped up.
"Or eat with us if you can't take a bit of spice!" one woman added.
Shae facepalmed as she shook her head. "Making Jekiah's point for him. All right, udesii! Answer questions or take it elsewhere."