Taking His Rightful Position(Mandalorians Only)

[Isii Derrum]

*Conrad awaited the Mandalorian Patrol Captain named Namor. He would beat him to the pulp, if not kill him...and finally, he would be one step closer to becoming a commander, or even a General. There were no specks of dirt on his shiny armor, and his weapons were on his belt, ready to used*

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

*Namor walked up from behind Conrad, bringing everything he had in his arsenal to this challenge. He could not lose this, he would not allow it. To be demoted would be the ultimate humiliation.*

[Isii Derrum]

"Hello Captain Namor...shall we do it the old fashioned way and use our hands and feet in the ring, or have rules, and use everything in our arsenal to defeat eachother?"

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

"Old fashioned rules are too easy too break. Anything goes. I want to see how well you can actually fight."

*He unsheathes a Mandalorian war sword from his armor and holds it infront of him. He had accomplished a lot, this had better make one more.*

[Isii Derrum]

"Alrighty then...may the best man win..."

*Conrad pulled out 2 vibroblades. One was in his mouth, the other in his right hand. He just let his hands hang low and bent over slightly...it was time to get his title*

[Bralor]

*Bralor was interested in this when he heard of a soldier going to fight a fellow Patrol Captain. Bralor walked over there and a ways away Bralor sat out at the side to watch this fight for the Mandalorian position. Bralor made sure he wasn't close enough to interfere with this fight but he sat there watching...*

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

"And now the reason why I wanted anything goes..."

*Namor moves his free hand down and activates an Eriadu stealth belt. Most Mandalorians did not have too great of awareness, so this might be easier than thought. He began to walk around slowly, circling Conrad, getting to his right side and coming in with a powerful strike to his shoulder, appearing for only a moment.*(He will appear everytime he makes an attack)

[Isii Derrum]

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"Oh sh**"

*Conrad was definately on the defensive, and unleashed the awesome power of his "Bloodwrath". His eyes turned bloodshot red, and muscles and veins bulged from their places. Once he saw that blade come, he moved back, and threw his vibroblade in his right hand at the figure...but soon in became thin air, and he didn't know if he had hit him or not*

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

*The one advantage that Namor had over most Mandalorians was that he was very smart, and very quick, in comparison of course. He knew that the attack would be coming, and was already on the move once he had made the attack. Soon, he was over at the other side of him, and he rolled across, bringing his blade around to Conrad's ankles...*

[Isii Derrum]

*Conrad jumped up, and threw the other vibroblade from his mouth at Namor's hands*

"Gotcha!"

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

*Luckily, the roll had continued past the blade and he stood up, deactivating his stealth shield and looking into the eyes of his oponent.*

"You have some skill, thats good..."

[Isii Derrum]

"Hehe...more than you think!"

*Conrad threw in a light grenade and closed his eyes, blinding the opponent, hopefully. Conrad had ran blindly forward, hoping to knock Namor to the ground*

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

*Namor falls to the ground as his opponent comes charging into him. He hits the ground with a large thud, then puts his hands above his head, using that leverage to jump up and attempt to kick his fellow Mandalorian in the chest.*

[Isii Derrum]

*Conrad flew back, but his jet pack helped him stop. Then, he took out his 2 Mandalorian Rippers and shot blindly at ground. The light was slowly going away, but was still there for the time being*

[Jedi Master Arlon Kyjar]

*Namor got back up quickly and backed up a bit, letting the shots hit the ground freely. He took no time and pulled out an adhesive grenade, throwing it forcefully at Conrad, hitting the ground in front of him and surrounding him with a sticky blue substance that glued him to the ground for a bit. The light had now almost faded completely, and he drew his blade again, and threw it at Conrad.*