Mandalore was the best place for such an operation. We weren't so shadowy when we traveled the galaxy killing rivals, enemies and bothersome people.
[Maul and Savage had been able to disappear quickly thanks to operating in the Outer Rim for most of their adventures together, and the galaxy was a wide and vast place where two rogue Zabrak could slip away. Trench was an entirely different kind of place where no one could hide for long before someone would come looking, so it did seem prudent to change tactics.
But after their deaths, he didn't want to. The shadows had been where they had thrived - he had thrived under Maul's guidance - and he had no doubt that events would be unchanged if they did even half of the actions taken in the Outer Rim. Still, he longed for that freedom.
So, unable and unwilling to be more than slightly upset about the whole situation, he just hugged Maul tighter to him. He wanted - no needed - to protect his elder brother who had had too many opportunities stolen. A part of that was the spell that still operated to keep him massive, a deepening of loyalty that he wouldn't deny was maybe a little over the top to even what he had with Feral.]
What else is there? You have a mate of your own, and you have surrounded yourself with friends and allies. Sometimes it feels like serving you and the Nightsisters is all that is left to me.
[He was making progress when it came to laying down roots, but it was difficult for him. He wasn't as mercurial as Maul, and his purpose had been developed in a very rigid way thanks to his society. Often he had more questions than answers.]
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[Maul and Savage had been able to disappear quickly thanks to operating in the Outer Rim for most of their adventures together, and the galaxy was a wide and vast place where two rogue Zabrak could slip away. Trench was an entirely different kind of place where no one could hide for long before someone would come looking, so it did seem prudent to change tactics.
But after their deaths, he didn't want to. The shadows had been where they had thrived - he had thrived under Maul's guidance - and he had no doubt that events would be unchanged if they did even half of the actions taken in the Outer Rim. Still, he longed for that freedom.
So, unable and unwilling to be more than slightly upset about the whole situation, he just hugged Maul tighter to him. He wanted - no needed - to protect his elder brother who had had too many opportunities stolen. A part of that was the spell that still operated to keep him massive, a deepening of loyalty that he wouldn't deny was maybe a little over the top to even what he had with Feral.]
What else is there? You have a mate of your own, and you have surrounded yourself with friends and allies. Sometimes it feels like serving you and the Nightsisters is all that is left to me.
[He was making progress when it came to laying down roots, but it was difficult for him. He wasn't as mercurial as Maul, and his purpose had been developed in a very rigid way thanks to his society. Often he had more questions than answers.]