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TK-106 kept blasting at the Mandos.
He wondered if the Empire would sent more ships to assist Borill's fleet.
But he had other things to worry about, like how to take down the next mandalorian that came his way.

"Yes, sir," Iria said, following close behind. From the cockpit, she also saw the old Lambda class shuttle lift off that Gunther and Kalnar arrived in.

The Templar left hyperspace, its signature jammer online. The only way one would see his ship, is if their eyes were amazing as they got a visual of the ship. He set his ship to do a scan of the all the ships in orbit and on his way down. This scan would also identify ship name and current Hyperspace cordinates. He took in only a few ships, but it might be worth it later, some going to Tatooine, one to Mon Cal.
He was soon landed at Ozrich's Ship Yard and Anzle was now face to face with the scared Ozrich. Anzle thought, Fear... the galaxies great enemy, and my greatest ally. Ozrich was already scared, and Anzle hadn't said a word yet.
"So... you know who I am... Then, if I were you, I wouldn't try my patience. I am looking for a man, another bounty hunter. His name is Iust Zalera."
He lifted up a picture of Iust and showed it to Ozrich.
"Now, you have 30 seconds to tell me the last time he was here, and what ship he left on-And I don't need to you tell me, I can look it up in your computers if I must..."

((Johnny, can you be Ozrich for me?))

((I'll play Ozrich))

"I...I have never seen the man before. You're another one of Graka's goons aren't you? I keep telling them I haven't seen them, but none of you will believe me," Ozrich whimpered. In truth he hadn't seen Iust, the bounty hunter had disguised himself well enough that Ozrich couldn't make the link between the man in the picture and the man who had just bought the Firestorm from him.

((My bad, I fixed.))

Anzle had seen a lot of liars in his life, so he could tell when someone wasn't lying. The man couldn't see Anzle's face, hidden behind the T-visor of his Mandalorian helmet. All Ozrich could see was his own face looking back at him. Anzle lifted the gun to the man's head, left it there for a bit, then pulled it away slowly. He made sure to leave his mark of fear with the people he met. He leaned against the nearby wall, blaster pistol still aimed at Ozrich's head. He thought for a bit.
"Fine... Now first, I am not Graka's goon. He just happens to be my employer, which is bad for Iust. Second, give me all the data with in the last few hours of all the ships that have come and left your place."
He stopped for a moment. Graka isn't stupid. Hutts are known for being cunning and smart. A man on the run wouldn't go back to his own ship. Something like that could be rigged or have unwelcome guest onboard.
"Sell any ships within the last standard day?"

When the fleets returned to their space, unhindered by Admiral Alka, the chiss commander immediately retired to his quarters exhausted, beaten, and drained. He'd been beaten, he knew, and he'd not only lost two planets and three ships, he'd lost Mandalore.

Mandalore the Conquerer, in his brash act of judgement had turned the entire empire against him. He was a traitor for what he did, but on a cultural level. He'd killed many potential traitors, yes, with his attack, but his fire was too widespread; instead of dealing with the rouge Mandalore on his own, he threw a fit and took out the whole thing.

His empire was crumbling before his eyes. He needed a miracle to bring it back together.

((I figured as much))

Anzle was on him in a second, throwing him onto his desk, blaster into his right arm, he let off a blaster that would make a hole through his arm all the way. His robotic sounding voice boomed through his helmet.
"YOU DON'T GET IT! YOU ARE GOING TO GIVE ME ALL THE RECORDS OR YOUR BUSINESS IS GOING TO NEED NEW MANAGMENT!"
Anzle was to the point. There was no such thing as an honest cred in this universe, and he felt nothing for blowing a hole into the man's arm. He pushed the gun into the man's stomach. His voice still boomed, but he was not as violent.
"Listen, if you don't have records, you have servaliance recorders. And if no recorders, then all of your droids' memory banks will also work. Now, if you want be able to eat dinner tonight, you are going to tell me what I know."
He moved the blaster down more.
"Or if you want to have more kids. Your choice."
Anzle wouldn't be so violent, unless the time the and location of the bounty were so close, especially when the bounty didn't know that he was after him...
Still, the time and effort that was going to have to go into tracking each ship that matched ones that were still at the ship yards, or any that could be tracked via Hyperspace coordinates would be awhile, but he would track Iust down...