“Hard pass.”

“Any and all beings that post #Spoilers will be disintegrated.” #StarWars #StarWarsTheRiseofSkywalker #CockedAndLocked

“Kriffin’ fools.”

“You Jedi and Sith—going on about your light and dark. A karking joke, if I ever saw one. Give me iron and honor over it any day!”

“Yea...I’ve been around a while...”

“ᴛɪᴏɴ ᴋᴇ’ɢʏᴄᴇ ɴᴇʀ ᴋᴀᴅ ᴀʟ’ɪᴊᴀᴀᴛ?” (Mando’a: ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇs ᴍʏ sᴡᴏʀᴅ ɪғ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴏɴᴏʀ?)

The Way of the Warrior.

“Another day...” #MandalorianOff

“Yea, yea...I’m here...” #MandalorianOn

“Your daily reminder.”

“Caf...straight black...”

From the corner of the cantina, Jard scans the room, his grey eyes concealed by the Mandalorian helmet. Ever watchful, the Hunter takes note of each individual in the room, nothing going unnoticed.

The Hunter showed no indication that he had even heard the question from the other, his Mandalorian helmet showing no expression. Even still, he studied her every movement, sizing her up on whether she was friend or foe.

“ᴛɪᴏɴ ᴋᴇ’ɢʏᴄᴇ ɴᴇʀ ᴋᴀᴅ ᴀʟ’ɪᴊᴀᴀᴛ?” (Mando’a: ᴡʜᴀᴛ ɢᴜɪᴅᴇs ᴍʏ sᴡᴏʀᴅ ɪғ ɴᴏᴛ ʜᴏɴᴏʀ?)

And could easily level at 5’6 from 1,000 meters.

“Open for jobs. No target is too big or too small.” #ShowMeThePucks

Raises a Corellian Ale to the New Year. “Here’s to Blood and Honor. Mandalore forever!”

Dives out of the way, falling into a roll before taking a defensive position and returning fire.

“Much has changed. Gone are the days of honor.”

“One of those kriffin’ days.”, he utters with a scowl.