[b]There were hundreds of ships and men around, each clad in some sort of differ armor. Clonetroopers, NCR Rangers, Dojo guards, Mandalorians, anything one could think of. They didn't seem bothered by the men arrived, except for a single man that approached them. [/b] "Hello and welcome to the Dojo. I am Omega, the man that you spoke with over the comms."