* Once Goran passes near the back alley the Mandolorian guard sees him and summons him over. He gestures for Goran to show his holomessage that was sent carefully so no one would intercept and gain knowledge of the re-assembly of the terrorist organization known as Death Watch. Once Goran does he is ushered back behind the tavern into the secret back room where Vizsla is sitting. When Goran enters Dred stands to tower over him and walks toward him. He offers his hand for Goran to take and shake.*

"Greetings Vod. Oya Kry'tsad. Your the first to arrive, which means your eager and willing to become a blood-thirsty conquering member of Death Watch. Dred Vizsla. Overlord of Death watch and descendant of Tor Vizsla. Founder of Death Watch."

*Dred notes the determination and the caution in Goran. He looks at him and nods.*

"I understand perfectly why you're here. I sent for you for two reasons. One) Your skills as a sniper are paralleled by few in this galaxy. And two) the slow responce to help save your wife by the clans from the Trandoshans. Had they arrived in time, I doubt you'd have considered my invitation."



*The Mandolorian guard notices Joachim and walks towards hims. He gestures for him to produce the holomessage that was sent to him. Once Joachim does he is ushered to the secret meeting area where Dred and Goran are already waiting. When Joachim arrives, Dred looks at him and acknowledges him with a welcome.*

"You must be Joachim. I have to admit, with your reputation, I was expecting someone a bit....taller. Nevertheless, I bid you welcome ner'vod."

*The stocky armor clad warrior walked through the streets. He had been summoned here by somebody who he had met at some point in his life. All he knew was that this meeting would be similar to his previous attempts long ago. Caedmon walked, his armored boots clanking with each step, his Mandalorian armor slightly worn and the paint faded. The long bullet ridden and town cloak swishes behind him as he walks, the black color as dark as the void of space itself. As he walked he moved toward where the message had told him to go.*

*Spotting another Mandalorian clad in armor in the alley, obviously guarding an entrance he moved forward slowly. He walked up to the guard and nodded, speaking through his helmet to him.* "Su'cyu burc'ya, ibic vaii ner vods yamika cuyir?" *He waited for a response, obviously knowing that is was, but better to clarify then it would be to be in the wrong place at the right time. If anything, if this was the wrong place and he was walking into a weaker minded Mandalorian group, it would provide tonight's entertainment for him. It had been quite some time since he had a good fight.*

Translated as "Hello friend, is this where my brothers room exists?"

*Joachim couldn't help but giggle. All this armor on display, and here he was, the pint-sized human with nary a dispersion vest for protection.*

"Oh my good Mando, if I were taller I'd have been shot by now."

*Though his posture suggested that he was thoroughly relaxed, Joachim kept his hand near enough to his laser pistol that he could draw it faster than most humans could physically follow with their eyes. If these mercenaries proved troublesome, he had no illusions about his chances of survival. He did, however, plan to take as many of them down as possible.

But only if they forced him to.*

"Gentlemen, I suggest we head inside. This much beskar in one place tends to make local law enforcement nervous."

*The Mandalorian nods and motions him to give the holomessage. Once done the Mando escorts him to the back entrance where the others are.*



*Dred turned his head to Goran and motioned to Caedmon.*
"He is the last one sent the holo message. Welcome ner'vod. Oya Kry'tsad."



*Dred glares at Joachim as a slow smile comes to his face. Amused that the aruetii would show up this soon an give his Overlord such a command. Even though it was in their best interest to keep this quick, Dred had already anticipated this.*
"Your suggestion makes much sense aruetii, but I've paid off the proper Law Enforcement to ensure our meeting would not be interrupted. So may I be in charge here now?" *Dred's sarcasm was cutting but to the point.* "I have summoned all of you here to resurrect the "True Mandalorian" group Death Watch. As my ancestors Tor and Pre Vizsla had in previous times when our people have lost site of their true purpose. I too am taking the same measure to bring fear and respect to our people, whom have forgotten the old ways, by conquering and bringing terror to those who would oppose us. By those that would oppose us, I mean Jetii. In all their forms. As well as those hut'uun dar'manda who call themselves Mando'ade and use the Force. We will show them no mercy. By coming here you have acknowledged this on some small level and are willing to do more about it than some of our so called "Vod". Being Death Watch will mean having a target on your back at all times. Your showing up here means that you are unafraid. You will need this fearlessness for the coming battles. I have prepared individual assignments for all of us. Suited to our particular skills.
*Dred walks over to the table with holo messages. One by one they are given to each.*
*For Goran his message says to head to Coruscant to take out the Senators representing Serreno while not being seen. For Joachim his message says for him to use any means to take out the leadership of the armies and law enforcement officials in Fiyarro. For Caedmon the same as Joachim but in Saffia. While Dred makes for the capital to ensure that Death Watch takes command of Serreno.*

*The faint click of teeth and the obvious sarcasm clued that the big Mando was probably smirking under his helmet. Joachim returned the smirk, but the expression failed to reach his cold, dead eyes.*

"My good man, anyone that can be bought off once can be bought off again. I suggest you not place such high esteem on your ability to intimidate the aruetii, lest it comes back to bite you on that armored rear of yours. And,"*he added as he patted the Mandalorian warrior condescendingly on the shoulder (he had to stand on his tip toes to do so,)* "you would do well to remember that bravery and intelligence are not mutually exclusive."

*With that, he grabbed his assignment and was gone.*

* Without provocation and without warning Dred Vizsla, heir of Tor and Pre Vizsla, goes into a full assault. His goal to take out The Counts of house Nalju and Demici. Once they were taken out Serreno would belong to Death Watch as the rest of the houses would fall in line after. Dred would have to move fast against a palace able to withstand nearly the entire Galactic Republic. One wrong move or wrong turn and Dred would meet certain death. If he didn't move fast enough and the Counts got away, they would surely send the Jetii to investigate or worse. The odds were against him. Just the way Dred preferred it.*

* Within the blink of an eye the Palace shield and defense turrets come on and target Dred. Another split second the turret opens fire. Dred fires his jet-pack and jumps out of the way a mere split-second before being hit. With his targeting computer in his HUD in his helmet Dred targets the turret and fires his phrik cord around the barrel. using the momentum from the jump he turn the turret. Ending the jet-packs thrust, he uses his 300 pounds to swing the turret downward where the shield ends, using the blast to create a crater. Releasing the cord Dred lands and crawls under the new opening where the shield used to cover. While still dodging blaster fire Dred crawls under the shield and hits a full sprint towards the building. As Dred makes the mad dash, twenty to thirty guards start pouring out, send a volley of immense blaster fire straight ahead. Firing the thrusters on his jet-pack again, Dred barrel rolls and fires back with his Mandalorian heavy pistols clipping a few while dodging the on coming fire. With an upward thrust Dred aims for the window sky light in the palace, shooting it out. With the new opening Dred flies in and drops down carefully. As he does he sees his two targets attempting to flee with a single guard. Just as he lands he is force pushed into a wall and falls forward. While on his stomach Dred reaches for a flash bang on his belt and tosses it forward. The Jenesaari stops it in mid-air taking the bait as Dred fires his pistol hitting the door panel and cutting of the escape of the fleeing Counts. A split second after, Dred fires his thrusters again and and barrels towards the Jenesaari. Just as the Jenesaari is about to stop him Dred fires again making the Jenesaari move and lose concentration on the flash-bang. Closing his eyes, Dred hears the deafening *BANG* as it explodes. Silence and a slightly painful ringing is all Dred can hear now, but he opens his eyes. He is now directly on top of the Jenesaari. Grabbing the Jenesaari by the throat and arm as the lightsaber is coming out, Dred slams the Jenesaari into the wall with his 300 lbs. The Jenesaari is rendered senseless for a few moments, enough for Dred to pull out his heirloom Darksaber with his left hand and pinning the Jenesaari's crimson blade while using his right hand to grip the wrist. In a macabre circular dance, Dred is behind the Jensaari and shoves the Darksaber into the heart. The Jenesaari falls dead to the floor. Breathing heavily from the fight Dred notices the Counts making another attempt to leave the opposite side. Dred fires his flame-thrower at them. Blanketing them. They fall to the ground to stop,drop and roll. Walking up towards them with ears still ringing and lungs breathing fire and his armor heavily damaged. Dred stalks them like a wounded animal. He comes up on the one who was fried by the fire the worst and stomps on his throat. A sickening crunch followed by horrible gurgling is heard as the other is slowly crawling away from Dred. Dred picks him up and sets him up against the desk. Dred hands him the comlink to send a message to the other families and the guards that Dred Vizsla is now the Supreme Overlord of Serreno and that Death Watch was firmly in control. Dred also makes sure that no one is to tell anyone what happened here today. If they do Dred would make sure that they picked what order their families died in. With the families understanding Dred engulfs the Count with fire with the families watching.*

*With the other Death Watch members fulfilling their orders, Death Watch has officially taken over the planet. With Dred sitting in the chair of the office he just battled in he utters two words.*

"Oya! Kry'tsad!"

*With everything finally in place Dred looks at his armor. It could have been easily fixed but he kept looking at it closer. For most of his life he had this armor that wasn't made of Bes'kar. He wanted to earn that privilege like any real Mandalorian. Since he was cast out without needing proof. He was just going to have to take it. That meant commandeering someone who can forge Beskar'gam for all of Death Watch. Dred knew just where to find him too. In the City of Keldabe and Kyrimorut. Death Watch would have new armor made for all members. Soon as everyone came back. As Dred got used to the office he saw Goran come in from his mission.*

*Dred turns to Goran and greets him.*

"olaror al'verde Akacius, davaab be gar ram'ser aka cuyir parjai. I commend your success. Now all we have to do is gather the others and head to Mandalor for some "items" to stregthen our resolve."

*Gorans Irritation is well founded, however not all had failed.*

*Joachim enters into the room and looks at Goran with a smug look.*

=Joachim Steuben=
"Sorry I'm late boss. Traffic was murder."

*Dred was glad to see that it wasn't just Goran and Dred against an armada.

*Dred walks off to retrieve three big boxes. Once he returns he opens them to show the Beskar'gam tailored to fit Joachim and Goran. The armor is primarily black as the are out for "Justice" with the secondary colors to be whatever Goran and Joachim decided.*

*Dred knew Goran had lighter armor so he could move faster as a sniper so he had Gorans armor made from Bes'kar but not triple-folded. It was lighter than most Beskar'gam but only slightly heavier than what he originally had. Dred wanted uniformity.*

"I had these made in preparation for our more successful members. Goran ner'tat, I know you would prefer what you have but I would like some uniformity with our beskar'gam. The symbols and color are that of Death Watch."

*Dred then changes into the Black and Red Beskar'gam as does Joachim as well and lays the plan out for the rest of the group.*

"It seems we have attracted the attention of an armada. To face them head would be suicide indeed Vod. We're going to have to use asymmetrical warfare against them. Should the send their fleet down, which they will soon, we'll have to make them pay for coming after us."

*Dred knows Joachim won't have a problem with the next set of orders like Goran might.*

"We have to set up booby traps in highly populated areas. Target non-combatants. Turn the public against their would be rescuers. While I dispatched all of you to come here I had already taken over their droid factory and set up bombs in highly populated public areas in each of the cities as well as fashioning bombs to select droids spaced out so not everyone is a bomb. Those will be the suicide bombers once the others around have been killed. On top of laying out a surprise for hut'uun jetii'kads should they slice through said bomb droid."

*Dred looks at both Joachim and Goran with dead seriousness.*

"Once they make contact with us, the war has begun. May you fight ferociuosly, and if you die then take as many of them you can with you. OYA! KRY'TSAD!!"