Eniryt looked around. It had been forty years since his grandfather was captured by the Mandalorians. He was allowed to live, only to watch all but his own ship, a small transport ship having a couple dozen Turian families in it, be destroyed by the Mandalorian fleet. His father's family as also allowed to live, under the Mandalore's strange idea of mercy, so Eniryt grew up under the Mandalorian rule, which he was fine with. He and many of his second generation Turians raised under Mandalorian rule enjoyed many of the freedoms that normal Mandalorians do.
"Eniryt! We're going hunting. You coming?" A Mandalorian named Venku asked, in full Mandalorian armor. His grandfather was Mandalore Venku, whom he was named after, captured Eniryt's grandfather. Venku and Eniryt grew up as close friends. His armor was jet black with light blue outlines. He was with another Mandalorian, this one in a blood red armor with green outlines and gold eyes painted on his helmet.
"Lek, ner vod." Eniryt said, grabbing his custom helmet. He dons his helmet, a Turian-like T-shape helmet and walked out, grabbing his blaster on the way out. He nods to Venku, who nodded back. "Where to?" He wore his green armor.
"Off-planet." Venku chuckled, his friend, Fi nodded. Eniryt looked at him, tilting his head.
"We're not allowed to go off planet." The Turian said, looking at Venku. "The first Mandalore says so."
Venku shook his head. "Well, the new Mandalore wants to go back to our roots of fighting for hire." He said. "And we're going to be pathfinders. I wanted to see if you wanted to come along."
Eniryt thought for a minute. "Sure. Sounds like fun." He said finally, nodding.
Fi chuckled, heading for the ships on the ground. "Captain Venku. I have a ship we can use." He said.
"Captain?" Eniryt asked, looking at Venku.
"Yeah, I made Captain." Venku chuckled. He followed Fi to the ships. "Just yesterday, Mandalore came to me telling me to start up a pathfinder group and make contact with the Citadel. Which might be boring as hell."
"Yeah, I bet. But why bring me along?" Eniryt asked, walking next to Venku.
"You're Turian, I may need your help." Venku said, looking at him. "It would look like we aren't out to take over the galaxy if you're with me."
"Right, because destroying an entire colony fleet makes you look like the good guys." Eniryt joked, knowing the reasons why Mandalore Venku did what he did.
"It worked out in the end, didn't it?" Venku laughed, watching Fi stop in front of a patrol ship. "This her?"
"Yeah. A Firespray-class patrol ship, upgraded, of course." Fi said, walking up the ramp into the ship. "You can fly this thing, right, Captain?"
"Yeah, I know how to fly just about anything." Venku said, sitting in the pilot's seat, starting up the engines.
"Alright. Good luck." Fi said, walking off the ship.
"Not coming?" Eniryt asked, looking at Fi.
"No. I have to send the other pathfinders off." Fi said, shaking his head. Another Mandalorian, wearing old clone trooper armor walked up the ramp. Fi nodded to him.
"Thinking of leaving me?" The clone trooper asked, looking at Venku.
"No, Eyayah. I wasn't." Venku said, closing the ramp door. "I knew you would make it."
"Right." Eyayah said, looking at Eniryt. "Su'cuy gar, Eniryt."
"Su'cuy gar, Eyayah." The Turian said, sitting down in the co-pilot's seat. Eyayah made for a passenger seat and strapped in.
"Mandalorian Control, this is Captain Venku of the Iron Phoenix. Permission to take off?" Venku asked, waiting for the go ahead.
"Iron Phoenix, you have the go ahead to take off." The controller said.
"I copy. See you in two weeks." Venku said, as the Iron Phoenix took of and blasted its way into space. "Alright, let's get this thing into hyperspace." He said, making the jump into hyperspace and to their destination.
