But We Must Do Something

Korkie Kryze - 23 - Believer of New Mandalore

[kryzekorkie]

OTTO FARRANT // have you met KORKIE KRYZE yet? HE is a TWENTY-THREE year old CIS MALE HUMAN. they’re originally from MANDALORE and now show loyalty to THE NEUTRAL. they are best known for being a FORMER STUDENT OF GOVERNANCE, and i hear they’re pretty IDEALISTIC yet also RASH at times; i hope they survive the galactic civil war. (Devin, 22, EST, He/Him)THE PAST

THE PAST

Korkie was born a member of House Kryze, one of the most prominent families of Mandalore. Due to his Aunt Satine’s role as Duchess of Mandalore, Korkie took a great interest in politics and government and wanted to become a leader of Mandalore just like his aunt. Also due to looking up to his Aunt Satine as a role model, became a very large believer in the ways of New Mandalore and pacifism. Attending the Royal Academy of Government, Korkie quickly became a leader of his class and under the lessons of Ashoka Tano, helped discover and lead to the arrest of Prime Minister Almec, who was overseeing a black market on Mandalore. Eventually, when Mandalore would fall to Death Watch, and Darth Maul he would try and help break his Aunt Satine out of prison, however during the break out attempt he would be knocked unconscious by those who remained loyal to Maul. 

THE PRESENT

What Korkie thought was a few moments of being unconscious, turned out to be a 23 year jump into the future. Waking up in 4 ABY, on the same landing platform that he was knocked out on, Korkie was shocked to find out that the Republic had become an Empire, that that Empire was now crumbling, and there was a New Republic. It took some time but he managed to figure out what would have come, New Mandalore fell, Civil Wars followed, and Mandalore would find naught but chaos. Knowing know that he was in a new time, Korkie has decided try and find his family, and lead Mandalore back to stability

PERSONALITY

Korkie is an idealist, and he always remains hopeful that all it takes is one person wanting to do good to bring good. He is a pacifist just like his aunt, and believes that violence should only be a last resort or for self defense. He is a natural born leader, and quick to to action. However, he is rash, and can often act without thinking in his pursuit for justice. In addition to that, he is often headstrong, and stubborn. Once he has made up his mind, it will take quite a bit of work to get him to change that decision. 

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asimplcman​:

settling back into the life of bounty hunting was bigger challenge than jango expected. trying to regain his reputation among this whole new gallery of bounty hunters was an extra task he didn’t expect, gritting his teeth every time he saw a fresh and young hunter take up the big kills of political leaders and crime lords. but these small kills needed to be done, jango had to relive his experience of being an unknown. the time where his only title was the former mand'alor.

the hunter had the target in his sights, finger on the rifle trigger, an intake of the air. the thrill of the job had been dormant for so long, and being so in tune with his skill awoke it instantly. then a sudden impact on the ground he had laid on, footsteps of someone he couldn’t fully recognise. keeping his stance on the ground, jango held his finger before answering to the disturbance behind him.

“ guessing i’m in your way? ”

@galacticsopens

   Korkie had been making his way through an area, he had wanted to go on a solitary walk to gather his thoughts on the current matters regarding Mandalore, and the Mandalorian people. He was sure that they could move forward as a society, they had to. He was lost in thought, his eyes down on his feet watching each of his steps and not paying attention to what was going on in front of him. Though he soon sensed a figure in front of him, looking up he heard their voice. Shaking his head at first, at first not even bothering to really look at the source of the voice. “No. No I think I can go around.” As he started walking again, he realized that something about them seemed familiar. Pausing for a moment as he looked at the other again. There was something about their voice that seemed familiar. Narrowing his eyes a little, Korkie bit at the bottom of his lip. “Have we met before? Your voice, it’s eerily familiar.” 

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spcewrs​:

he glares at him from under the helmet, “what do you know of it, child??” it seemed he didn’t know much based on the situation. “you think i allow the empire to make this choice?? i don’t think this because of them, i know this because why would they not ruin a planet when the people refused to conform??” his tone is raising, his anger more clear. “mandalore is not my home – i follow a creed. i do what i can to continue the ways of mandalore but you – these ideas that it would be easy to do this – what you think…” he shakes his head, “have you gone against the empire?? fought them one-on-one?? i have. i almost gave my life fighting against them – i believe it is not worth fighting them over a planet – that is so ruined, you would never grow anything on it again – when we can carry our way of life off of it. you act as if you have any say, but you do not even follow the way. you have no real claim to what you want me, and so many others to give our life for. now that, is just pure stupidity.” he laughs at the question, “i will not give my life for a planet that i’ve never even set foot upon, and i will not risk my childs life for it either.” 

    Korkie could tell the other was mad, but he was not one to back down. He inherited that stubbornness from both of his aunts. Though they both had different goals, different philosophies, a Kryze never backed down when challenged. He had known that his entire life. “I think you’ve convinced yourself you’ve made this decision yourself and that you are not letting this empire make it for you. All around us action is being taken against the empire, the rebellion....the New Republic and yet you still choose inaction.” Huffing when the other questioned if he had ever gone against the empire. “There was no empire from where I came from, but I know violence....I know corruption. I have fought for and almost died for my beliefs before. Do not think I do not know what war looks like.” Korkie grinded his teeth a little. “I was raised on lessons that we were once told how nothing would grow on Mandalore after wars, do you know what the people of Mandalore did? They adapted to survive, and to keep their home.” 

When he mentioned the way again, Korkie huffed. Did this person really think some cult was the beliefs followed by the majority of Mandalore? “The way? There is no one way, you know so little about being a Mandalorian that you don’t even realize that. There is the way I follow the beliefs of New Mandalore which broke from the Old Mandalore way, which then turned into the Martial Traditionalists, which then became Death Watch, Death Watch broke into two different factions. My point being there is no singular way. It’s arrogant to think there is one  way is better than the others, when right now we all need to work together.” 

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Korkie Kryze’s apartment on Coruscant 

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niteowlryl​:​

Honestly, seeing Korkie of all people was a surprise. She knew he had followed his aunt Satine’s pacifist ways moreso than Bo-Katan’s… Well, not pacifist ways. Either way she liked him. He was sweet, innocent, part of her had felt sorry for him for the family he had been born into. So when he asked her for advice and training, well, that took her even more by surprise, expecting he would go to Bo as he clearly knew she was around, but apparently not.

“Honestly surprised you didn’t learn anything about it at the academy. But I suppose they did probably take a different approach to teaching than I grew up with. Well, a lot of it was lethal and I just had to learn when to stop short for a while.” Especially being part of the nite owls… Yes, non-lethal wasn’t their specialty. But of course Rylla had taught herself, and her family had taught her too. Her father was more of a pacifist as well and didn’t believe in killing unless necessary, so she was taught and new more than some Mandalorians around. “And that you want me to teach you. What happened to learning from your aunt? I’d think she’d be the first person you’d ask.”

   “Well I also went to the academy for future governmental leaders of New Mandalore. It is not surprising that a school training us to be the leaders of a pacifist world, wouldn’t teach us violence.” Perhaps some sort of self defense class would have good. Korkie felt helpless in so many past situations. When facing off against Death Watch, and then before that when facing Prime Minister Almec, and corrupt police officers of Mandalore. He nodded listening to how Rylla broke down her own training and how she had learned her self defense and how to take down other beings. When she asked why he would not want to learn from his aunt, he swallowed a little before biting his bottom lip, thinking about how to explain his reasoning.  

“My aunt is very good at lethal, and non lethal combat. I imagine I would be able to get away with saying one of the best warriors from Mandalore. However, I did not go to her for this for a few reasons. I don’t want my Auntie Satine finding out. I also believe that she might object or resist at first, because of my Auntie Satine and not wanting to do anything that might upset her. Finally, I worry she might go easy in her lessons because I am her nephew.” 

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spcewrs​:

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din can tell the boy is getting frustrated with him. not that he doesn’t feel similar about the kid, he seems kind of entitled for someone so young. “kid, i really hate to tell you this but that planet – that homeworld you want to get back to is nothing good…it will never be.” he shakes his head, the kid is full of ideologies of a world that cannot be. he can’t help it but keep going, mirroring words he had said to bo-katan in the future, “that planet is cursed, anyone who goes there dies. the empire couldn’t control it so they made it so no one else could live there.” the reality of the situation was that din had no plans to return back to mandalore anytime soon, even if it was possible. din’s world was grogu, that was all he cared about. “you are naive to think that this is within the grasp of what is possible, kid. i have things more pressing then trying to help a cursed planet.”  

   Shaking his head when he was told that the world was cursed, that was impossible, there was no such things as curses, or world’s that caused people to die simply for being there. “You’re wrong, you are allowing the empire to make up your mind for you. Mandalore is not cursed, it is our home. We must be willing to fight for it, or else we’ll deserve nothing as a people in the end.” Korkie let out a small huff, he wasn’t sure how to get through to the other, but he had to find a way. “And you’re naive to give in to fear of the empire. They tell you it’s a cursed world? So you believe them? That’s either cowardice or naivety.” Running his tongue over his top lip, Korkie stood up a little taller, as if that would help his messaging reach the other. “If we won’t fight for one another, and for our world, then no one should ever fight for us. No one should respect the Mandalorian people or their culture. We are supposed to be fighters, people who never give up no matter the odds. Have you so truly given up on the planet of all of our forefathers?” 

[kryzekorkie]

   Mandalore was fractured, nothing was like how he had remembered it, and he knew that the galaxy was now a dangerous place. He was going to have to find ways to protect himself, even if it went against his beliefs as a New Mandalorian. Besides one could defend themself and remain a pacifist. Pacifism did not mean to fall to ones knees in surrender when ever faced with a threat. Korkie did not want to ask his Aunt Bo-Katan for lessons, worrying that she would either hold back or tell his Aunt Satine or his mother that he was taking lessons in how to fight, instead he turned to one of his aunt’s Nite Owls, Rylla. 

“So then you will show me how to defend myself? I would prefer to be taught non lethal takedowns, nothing that could kill someone. I only believe in using violence as a self defense mechanism, and well, I need to be taught better self defense. We didn’t exactly go over that at the academy.” 

@niteowlryl​

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spcewrs​:

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din didn’t know what they were talking about, not really. he knew that even with what bo - katan had said there was only one way. it was after all, the way. he remains silent, unsure of how he wants to go about this. unsure of how to answer this boy. he’s unsure of everything going on with mandalore not that he cares, really. he had never been to the planet, he was loyal to the children of the watch, but he was more focused on helping his son currently. “it is not just a culture, it is a religion. this is the way.” he could only stand for so much talk of it, this false version of what he knows. “listen, kid, i have other things on my plate right now, you wanna bring mandalore back to it’s glory or whatever – there’s other people who can help. that’s not what i’m trying to do.” 

   Korkie furrowed his brows, and sighed in frustration with how stubborn the man was being. This is why he had never been a big of Mandalorian cultures that had broken off from Mandalore during the dispute over the old ways, and the practices of New Mandalore. “So you are saying that you’ve never wanted to see the homeworld of the Watch? Of your religion? See where the way began? If we are able to rebuild Mandalore, then we will have a place where all clans, and those who practice the various different beliefs of Mandalore will have somewhere to call home, to be safe, to have a permanent home, and place to return to family. Or would you rather continue to live this broke, nomadic lifestyle? Never safe, always looking behind your back, worried about the empire? I wold have thought that this apparent way would be to help all Mandalorians, and what better way to do that then by helping save our homeworld, the homeworld of all Mandalorians either in actuality or in thought.” 

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xladybo-katanx​:

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“i’d like to give you an answer, korkie, but i’m as in the dark about that as you,” she commented, arms crossing as she set her glass aside. she let him explain for a moment before nodding, “i haven’t found many, but i think… i think we can restore some faith, at least,” she paused briefly, sighing as she gave her nephew a half smile, taking his hand, “your mom would be proud of you. for all of this. i think the two of us can do what she tried,” she had a soft spot for korkie. she always had, he likely had seen the most emotion from her in the recent future. but she…couldn’t help but feel guilty. guilty about her role in satine’s death. she hopes this could… remedy that.

   “It seems everyone is in the dark right now.” Moving his hand to rub at his chin in thought, he nodded a little when his aunt said that she had found more of them and that could restore some faith to the people of Mandalore. “Faith is one of the greatest tools when it comes to a cause, or rebuilding a people. So long as we have faith in ourselves, and each other Aunt Bo-Katan then I am certain wie will be able to rebuild Mandalore.” Feeling as she took his hand, he listened as he was told him how they could accomplish what his Aunt Satine had dreamed of...together. Nodding his head in agreement. “I think we can, we must, for her. But also for the people of Mandalore, who now find themselves lost and alone. We owe it to all Mandalorians, as members of Clan Kryze” 

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valuespeace​:

There  were  few  that  Satine  held  dear  in  this  galaxy.  She  liked  people,  admired  them,  but  did  not  truly  have  connections  with  them.  She  could  count  those  on  both  hands.  Korkie  however,  was  someone  that  she  truly  loved.  Finding  her  nephew  had  been  of  the  utmost  importance  to  the  duchess.  She  had  not  found  any  sight  of  him  on  Mandalore  when  she  had  awoken  there.  She  could  only  hope  that  she  was  more  successful  on  Coruscant.  Thankfully,  the  fates  would  be  on  her  side.  She  had  evidence  of  his  attendance  at  the  emperor’s  masquerade.  It  was  easier  to  find  him  once  she  had  a  reference  point.  It  leads  her  to  him  now.  She  can  see  the  back  of  his  head.  She  makes  her  way  closer  until  she  is  next  to  him,  “  My  dear  nephew.  “  she  longs  to  reach  out  to  him,  but  she  waits  for  some  recognition  before  she  does  so,  “  How  I’ve  missed  you.  “  

@kryzekorkie​​

   Korkie had been laying low on Coruscant ever since the ball, he had found his Aunt Bo-Katan and was feeling better about his prospects because of it. He knew he had family now. Someone who he could turn to. Right now he was simply looking out walking around the city, trying to get a feel for the atmosphere, and if there was anyone else he recognize out and about on the streets. He was renting a small apartment nearby with the money that he had recovered on Mandalore. It was better than the dorms he live in on Mandalore, but nothing like where his family had lived. Still it would do, it would have to do. His eyes had settled on a bench near a fountain, he was moving towards it, only slightly aware of the woman that was following him. He nearly jumped when he heard the voice speaking next him, but when he turned and saw who it was tears filled the young man’s eyes, as he moved to wrap his arms around his Aunt. Burying his face into her. Finally pulling away before he looked over her, 

“Auntie Satine......I’ve missed you so much.” He knew that she shouldn’t be here but, he didn’t care about that.  

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spcewrs​:

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“you wear no armour.” din knew that bo-katan had always been wearing some, not her helmet but definitely the suit. din didn’t get this, he was sure he had understood the differences between the the watch and the rest of mandalore but with this boy in front of him he didn’t get it. “i am not from mandalore…i was a foundling.” his eyebrows are bunched together under the helmet. more confused then anything. he doesn’t think this korkie is trustworthy yet. “i don’t think we are anything alike.” 

   “Yes, no one who believed in the philosophy of New Mandalore wore armour.” How much had that philosophy fallen out of favour since the end of the war? Korkie could only wonder. “There was a good amount of time where Mandalore was a peaceful planet, who’s people were pacifists. That has changed now I see, because of the war I assume. This empire must be behind it.” When they mentioned being a foundling he nodded, they had talked about this Watch once in one of his classes, different then Death Watch, but still similar enough. “We are both of Mandalore, be it the world, or the society. In these times we all need to help one another. Regardless of which aspect of Mandalorian culture you follow.”  

[kryzekorkie]

This place is spooky enough as it is. ( din )

   “I am only running through what could be in here with us. If you don’t want a complete analysis of this place, and anything that could pose a threat to us, then don’t complain when something takes you by surprise and you need my help. Now shall I keep listing things or do you want me to remain quiet?” 

@spcewrs

[kryzekorkie]

I hate the lies and the deceit and the fear and the hatred. ( from satine / valuespeace )

   “From what I’ve found out, that’s all this empire has peddled in. Perhaps it is time we started to change that Auntie Satine. There is this New Republic, perhaps they could help in rebuilding Mandalore? I know we can accomplish so much on our own, but it’s been so long.” 

@valuespeace

[kryzekorkie]

👾what was my muse’s childhood bogeyman?

   When Korkie was but a wee lil lad their biggest bogeyman was him not being able to contribute to Mandalore in a helpful way, and being all but useless to his society and people. That’s why he always looked so highly on his Aunt Satine. Because he knew that if he aspired to be like her, then there was no way he could ever let Mandalore down. 

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xladybo-katanx​:

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“i’ve noticed there’s more people than you’d think that found themselves in the same situation,” she mumbled quietly. with a sigh, she nodded, “mandalore? you woke up there?” she asked, tilting her head slightly. “alone no less,” she murmured. bo took a drink, glancing around, “anyways, i suppose we’ll just have to do what we can here, then, instead of focusing on what we could have done.” 

   “Do we have any idea why this is happening? Or how people are chosen for it? Or is it just purely up to chance for once to come back, or go forward, or whatever is happening?” When she asked that he woke up on Mandalore, alone, he nodded. “Thankfully I was able to scrounge together enough resources, I still have a trick or to up my sleeve Aunt Bo.” Nodding his head again. “You’re right. We need to work together, bring together as many Mandalorians as possible. To rebuild our home....our society.” 

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spcewrs​:

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din passes the ball back to the kid, not expecting more of a conversation with the other. the words he’s saying has him turning back to look at him, eyebrows raised under the beskar. that’s typically not how people react to him. “yes,” he answers, before pointing to the mark on his shoulder plate. “i’m from a clan of two, clan mudhorn.” he knows this last name, kryze. bo-katan. he also doesn’t mention the children of the watch, since he isn’t sure what reaction that will gain. “how do you know of our ways??” he wears no armour, not like the others he’s met who just don’t always wear their helmet. this is different, and din doesn’t like it. 

   Rubbing a hand against his chin, Clan Mudhorn was not one Korkie was familiar with, it must be one of the new clans that popped up during his disappearance. When he was questioned so frently about how he knew the ways of the Mandalorian, he rose his brow a little. Perhaps this man was not familiar with the Kryze family. “Because I am a Mandalorian, I was born on Mandalore, raised there. I attended the academy where all of Mandalore’s future government leaders were educated. Obviously he’d need to be brought up to speed, but Korkie was just relieved to have found another Mandalorian. “I am also the nephew of the former Duchess of Mandalore, Satine Kryze. I am just so glad to have found another like me.” 

[kryzekorkie]

🙊what would my muse say their biggest flaw is

   If Korkie was asked what their biggest flaw was they would probably answer, how rash he can be at times. Like when he rushed to discover who was behind the black market on Mandalore that was causing his classmates to get sick that almost lead to his arrest, and his Aunt Satine being deposed by Prime Minister Almec cause he felt not enough was being done.