Mysterious Ways Ch 5 WIP
“Being adopted by a former Clan Chief doesn’t make you the heir of that Clan.” Someone else amongst the chiefs stated. “You would need to be adopted by the current chief.”
Obi-wan took a deep breath to calm himself. This was it. He was about to earn himself a lot of enemies. “Not if the current chief of the Vizsla Clan is declared a Dar’manda oath breaker and executed for crimes against the collective children of Manda."
This declaration rose above the din and silenced the crowd once more.
“In fact- all those who committed acts of violent terrorism against the children of Manda while following the False Mand’alor are, at this moment onward, declared Dar’manda. If anyone who is a part of Kyr’tsad wishes to surrender themselves to the Temple of Manda they will receive a fair trial and the chance for Cin Vhetin.” Not all of them, of course, but he couldn’t exactly say that aloud.
“Who are you to declare that?” Someone from the Clan Chiefs side snarled angrily. “Are we just going to let some Jetii strut into the palace and destroy an entire Clan lineage?”
Obi-wan could feel their ire, their hatred, and realized that they must be either a Kyr’tsad member or a sympathizer. Squaring his shoulders he turned towards them fully and raised his head high. He could feel Ba’ji Vizsla’s presence next to him, giving him strength. He lifted the pendant he’d received from the Temple and held it up. “I am the voice of Manda, or do you wish to claim that I am not Manda’s chosen Speaker?”
They hesitated for a moment before their hatred and anger got the better of them. “No one’s seen that thing for hundreds of years! Who’s to say it’s not fake?”
