Evaar'la kebise shukalar

[Claymore Wren]

Claymore wonders outside of the wedding party to get some air. It's been a long party well into the night, like any Mandalorian party should. He pulls he helmet off and breaths in the night air and looks out at the horizon of stars. Clay puts his helmet on the rail of a staircase when he stands. He normally didn't take his helmet off outside of his dwelling, but this was a special night for the Rebuilders.

Its funny the twists and turns that has brought Modrare Vandrayk to this point in time with a name, clan and life of his own choosing. Were that things he did it the name of the Clan Wren that he might wish he didn't do? Maybe, but the clan had giving him the ability to leave Arkania and forge his own path. He is not the prototypical Mandalorian, but somethings the best way to conquer the castle is to send a spy to lower the drawbridge. Stealth and a prodigy with technology has kept his place Clan Wren.

Now with the Rebuilders over the last year, it has giving him something more meaningful to his life. Claymore is still passionate about racing, but Raven, Jyrvess and the fight against tyranny is also important too. It has been good chance to spent a lot more time around his people again over the year. And, work on him skills for building weapons and armors, or repairing them. And heading off to Bellionas soon will bring now adventures and opportunities for a Mandalorain's version of fun.

Clay stares up at the stars for a minute wondering how long a time it will take to get to Bellionas. "Hum, I hope there is room for Tarrepia..." (Tarrepia being the name he gave to has speeder.) Putting his helmet on his hip, he spins around to see the party still going strong.