A Jedi. And a Mandalorian, well not him, but another. The odds of finding either of them even after the lasting war that kept the two groups in exile were slim to nothiing. As per his own experience. Stil he was tasked with such a challenge and as he learned from his days as a youngling there was nothing that could hold him back. This proved true as many had heard word of the greatest bounty hunter being a Mandalorian, him.
The foundling at his side looked up from his carriage to the the steel face of the helmet that rest atop of Din’s head, always hidden. Large eyes always seemed to look through the beskar and could tell just what Din looked like, he had gotten used to his small companions curious, long stares.
“ Hang tight, I’m going to check that ridge and see if there’s any settlements. We can head back to the ship if there’s nothing, and get you something to eat. ” Came the voice from behind the helmet as he shouldered his amban rifle before moving ahead. Deeming it safe enough to leave the child alone for just a few seconds.
The scanners on his visor showed little signs of activity until he felt as though the energy in the area had changed. Turning his body he had hoped to see his child fine and alone but was mistaken as the tall figure standing before the kid was too close to comfort for his liking.“That’s close enough” he spoke up as it took very little time to get the hunter down from the ridge top. His rifle drawn, aimed on the male figure wielding the large axe. Clearly this was some primitive hunter of the guild trying to cash in on the kid’s bounty.
“ You speak basic, good, so you’ll understand when I tell you to back away from him and keep that weapon of yours further away. You don’t worry about who I am, you just worry about keeping yourself alive. ” threatening tone lacing his words to show the seriousness of the situation. As if that weren’t enough, the rifle was charged with the pulse blast ready to send this guy back to whatever offworld he came from.
thunderer stares down the barrel of the rifle trained on him , as indifferent as a cat staring upon a mouse. there was no fear in his heart , only lightning. for how could there be? after all that he has endured these past few weeks. not even death frightened the god. thor was tired.
❝ i mean him no harm. ❞ he assures , moving around the carrier & stepping towards the stranger. the man had no way of knowing that he was in the presence of a mourning god. nor just how tired & defeated thor felt. yet even broken , the god of thunder still had his axe & breath in his chest ----- & he has never been one to back down in the face of a threat. ❝ i am thor , son of odin & you’ll have to do better than that if you wish to kill me. ❞
stormbreaker is raised to the heavens , calling down lightning. white light fractures across the sky as thor directs the blast inches from the feet of the helmeted man , not to harm but to warn. ❝ i am not looking for a fight. but you have one , if that is what you seek. ❞ echos of words spoken from mere days past -- what more do i have to lose?
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