Govenor Teras, head of Imperial operations on Mandalore, smiled as Lord Frash marched into his office.
Govenor Teras: "Ah, Lord Frash! It is a pleasure to have you here on Mandalore."
The Shistavanen snorted, the whites of his long fangs flashing in the Govenor's direction.
Lord Frash: "Lets make one thing clear, Govenor. I am a Sith, I am not yours to summon at your will."
The Govenor smiled as he stood up and walked around his desk.
Govenor Teras: "No, of course not! I would never presume as much. Might I offer you a drink perhaps?"
Lord Frash: "Don't waste my time, Govenor. I am here to oversee the enslavement of these people. If they will not join the Empire then we will make them suffer!"
Frash turned around and marched away.
Lord Frash: "Do not contact me unless it is important."
Govenor Teras: "Of course not, My Lord. I will see to it that your work is not disturbed."
Deep in the dungeons of Mandalore's halls, Duke Orleans sits under armed guard, awaiting his execution.
The Duke frowned in his cell as a sudden humming noise filled the room.
A tall man suddenly dropped from the ceiling, his lightsaber flashing as he swiftly dispatched the Duke's two guards.
The Jedi turned around and swiftly cut a gap in the bars to the Duke's cell.
Conrad Yakerno: "Duke Orleans? I am Master Conrad Yakerno of the Jedi Order."
Duke Orleans: "Master Jedi! My it is good to see you! But why are you here?"
Conrad Yakerno: "We know of Mandalore's resistance to join the Empire. We thought you could use some assistance."
The Duke smiled and shook Conrad's hand firmly.
Duke Orleans: "Indeed we could! We heard of the Jedi's return, if you free our planet from the Empire you will have our support, I promise you."
Conrad Yakerno: "What must be done?"
Duke Orleans: "The Empire has sent a Sith to oversee the enslavement of my people, a Lord Frash I believe. He must be removed. Once he is done, we have only to remove Govenor Teras and the Imperial forces will be in chaos."
Conrad nodded and pulled out his holopad.
Conrad Yakerno: "Master Macus? I have made contact with Duke Orleans. He says that in order to free Mandalore, we will have to remove Govenor Teras. But there is also a Sith, Lord Frash, who we must remove."
Marcus Savron peered out from behind the bushes he was hiding behind.
Marcus Savron: "Understood, I can see the Sith now. I will remove him."
Conrad Yakerno: "Negative, Marcus! Wait for me and we will take him together."
Marcus Savron: "I am quite capable, Master Yakerno. I will deal with the Sith."
Before Conrad could protest again, Marcus shot off his holopad and began to move.
Calling on the Force, he leapt up onto the sniper nest and crept towards the lookout.
With a quick jerk of his hands, Marcus snapped the neck of the Stormtrooper, dropping him silently to the floor.
The Jedi reached for his lightsaber and leapt through the air, coming down on the two troopers talking to Lord Frash.
Lord Frash: "Jedi!"
The Shistavanen reached down and pulled a double-bladed lightsaber from his belt, activating the two seperate ends.
Lord Frash: "You have made a mistake facing me alone!"
Marcus Savron: "I know exactly what I am doing. I am your bane, Sith!"
Marcus leapt towards Frash, their weapons colliding in a shower of sparks.
Frash spun his blade, forcing Marcus to block awkwardly and putting the Jedi on the defencive.
Marcus began to fall back in desperation, dodging and parrying the Shistavanen's relentless attacks as best as he could.
Suddenly, the Sith Lord threw his weight forwards, barging into Marcus and sending him sprawling to the floor, knocking his lightsaber from his hand.
Lord Frash: "You think that just because you have returned that you will have the edge over us? The Dark Side will always be stronger! Join me, become my Apprentice and learn the ways of the Sith!"
Marcus Savron: "No, I would join with scum like you!"
Lord Frash: "You have more hate inside you than you think, Jedi. I can feel your anger, it gives you strength!"
Marcus Savron: "Shut up!"
Marcus reached out and called his lightsaber to his hand. In one swift motion, he activated the blade and swung the tip towards Frash.
Frash howled as he fell back, clutching at the spot where his arm had once been.
Lord Frash: "Argh! Do it then Jedi! Kill me! Kill me and the Dark Side will claim you as its own!"
Marcus Savron: "Do not underestimate me, Sith!"
Frash's eyes went wide as Marcus lifted his weapon and brought the blade down, slicing a fatal gash across the Sith Lord's chest.
The Jedi Master looked up, a flash of yellow visible in his once green eyes.
Marcus Savron: "I know what I am."
Govenor Teras sat in his office, frowning as he heard the sound of a loud banging coming from outside the door.
Govenor Teras: "Trooper, go see what that is."
Before the trooper could mover however, the door burst open and the Duke of Mandalore rushed in, accompanied by two of his warriors and two Jedi.
The Mandalorians opened fire, swiftly dropping the Stormtroopers before they could return fire.
Teras looked around in panic as Duke Orleans marched quickly up to him and slapped a pair of handcuffs around his wrists.
Duke Orleans: "Govenor Teras. In the name of Mandalore, you are under arrest."
Govenor Teras: "You can't do this!"
Duke Orleans: "I believe I just have. Take him away!"
As the Mandalorians led the fuming Govenor away, the Duke turned to the two Jedi.
Duke Orleans: "Thank you, my friends. Without you Mandalore would still be trapped in the Empire's grip."
Conrad Yakerno: "It was the least we could do, Duke. I hope we can count on your support in the future."
The Duke smiled.
Duke Orleans: "Of course. Let it be known, that on this day, Mandalore hereby swears allegiance to the Republic in Exile."
Conrad Yakerno: "And the Jedi, will not forget it."
Duke Orleans: "Of course. And let us hope that the Empire will not forget it either."