This video is posted deep in a local Viscara Holo-Comm site, the site catering to Mando’ade veterans.
There’s a click, and the sound of a semi-scuffed audio setup turning on. Finally, a quick flash, as a camera focuses onto Jagyc. He wears his usual leisurewear, sitting on furniture he clearly didn’t purchase, in a room he again, clearly doesn’t own.
Sat in front of the man are a beaten and thrifty seven-stringed Hallik-set, a rusted trumpet, and Jagyc’s plasteel chest plate to play like a drum.
Dextrous fingers strum once, a macabre tone. The video splits into three, in each video, Jagyc is using an instrument. Their sorrowful tone in the music, a waxing blare from the trumpet, and a steady beat of the breastplate.
The center Jagyc, playing his Hallik-set, let’s out baritone set of barbs. The drumming Jagyc picks up the pace, nearly in the sound of the Dha Werda Verda’s own drums, complemented by a droning of the trumpet.
“I hear the guns of the mighty Mando’ade fleet.
Rhythm of Dha Werda Verda, thrums across the land.
I am a usual soldier.
I’m just cannon fodder.
The voice’s becoming louder.
I’ll make my final stand!
The Republic’s ships like shadows in the skies.
They flood the land with fire and painful cries.”
A shifting of the center Jagyc, his fingers slowing after reaching the middle of his ballad. His voice rises in timbre, nearly effeminate as he moves to a mournful voice. The drums reduce in volume and are only supported by a few jagged shouts of the trumpet.
“I am a usual soldier.
I’m just cannon fodder.
The voice’s becoming louder.
I’ll make my final stand!
In my dream on a gleaming bloody field.
Great Mand’alor seems more eminent.
There was a dreadful deadly yield.
For loved Mando’ade honor.”
He abruptly returns to his near rock-ballad, as drums once again move to a warlike rhythm, and his strings strum in quick plinky tones. The voice again lowered to a baritone, nodding his head to the music as he continues.
“Since the birth of the universe.
Strife has been chasing running sloth.
I know you went through fire and flames.
Be sure of my loyalty.
I serve you, my loved Mand’alor.”
The song ends with a quick rumble of the drum, and a held C-note from his stringed instrument. Then, a click as the video and audio ends at once.