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Back on his Ship Thar'n-thwei , watched as his newly adopted charge was put through sparring drills by one of the younger warriors. For such a young age Set'rath was living up to the name his dame had given him. He danced and lightly stepped around the 40 year old young blood as if he had not just learned these steps mere hours ago, but had known them all his life.
Thar'n-thwei nodded his approval before leaving the training room, he had a visitor waiting and he was impatient to see him again. Entering his private viewing chambers he secured the door before acknowledging the Male Yautja standing in the center respectfully waiting. "Mei'hswei!" They both boomed before clasping forearms and roaring in good cheer, it had been a few years since the twins had seen each other.
Kwei-kv'var had received his brother's summons and had flown as quickly as his jumper could handle. But the pleasantries could only last for so long, one did not simply receive a summons from an Arbitrator, let alone the chief himself, regardless of blood relations. Letting his hand fall from his brother's he nodded towards the locked door. "I assume the locked door is the reason I am here. As much as I would love to hunt with you, I get the impression you have an official task for me." He didn't ask, he stated. Knowing his brother as well as he did, there was no need to question his intentions. They seated themselves across from each other next to the large observatory window.
Thar'n-thwei handed his brother a copy of the cube the councilman had given him. "Yes, there are a few things first to catch you up on." He nodded at the cube in his brother's hand. "I need an ambassador I and the council can trust, and though my arbitrators are all warriors I can place my life in the hands of; I haven't been their chief for very long...and this is not for an arbitrator...yet."
"I see." Kwei-kv'var holds up the cube. "Is this going to give me the information I need about where I am going?"
Thar'n-thwei nodded. "For the most part, but I have to ask first that you go alone, our hunt brother must not ever learn of this task you are on." He huffed slightly. "Nracha'var will not understand the importance and more than likely cause problems if he learns any of these details."
Kwei-kv'var quirked a brow at his brother. "This has something to do with Oomans then?" His brother nodded. "Very well, but we are to take up the hunt again and he, as you know, will not take very well to a change in his perceived plans."
His brother nodded. "I do know this, as well as I know his dislike even hatred for Oomans. I'll work it out with the council to promote him to his own marauder."
"Do you believe that is wise?"
"No, but he will need a different focus and if we send him in the furthest direction from your mission, it will provide protection two fold. First for the mission and second for you, so I see no other alternative."
Kwei-kv'var nodded, his brother was right, but the thought of Nracha'var with own ship and crew was unsettling. Their hunt brother was aggressive and moderately unstable as far as either were concerned. But recently had begun asking questions that made him think that Nracha'var was turning away from Cetanu. And a Yautja without faith was a dangerous beast. "Well, for now, what do I tell him this visit is about? An Arbitrator summons will not go unnoticed, even between us."
As if on cue the buzzer sounded at the door. Thar'n-thwei arose to unlock the door and a young Yautja male pup calmly walks in. The boy barely looked a decade and was holding a combi-staff. "Just tell him you where meeting your new family member."
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