Mryva 'Chagamai was an unconventional Shipmaster, designated differently due to his discretion, he was labeled an Ultra Ranger on digital file. This is so that if a spy gains access to such files, they will be unaware of Mryva's role in Covenant Special Operations. His rank goes above Imperial Admirals, he has extraordinary military strategy development skills, he's able to work, plan, and operate to the equivalent of 10 Field Marshals, and 5 Supreme Commanders, at once. To this end, his only superior is the head of his Clan's House, who is a former Zealot. He surrounds himself with a variety of individuals, Unggoy, Jiralhanae, and other Sangheili. Around the 2540's, Mryva was at the peak of his power, after carrying out many high level covert operations all over the Galaxy.
2548
Contact was made with Mryva's Corvette, an Unggoy walked into the bridge, "Master Mryva, sir, the Special Fields has requested to meet with you." Unlike other Shipmasters, his throne was replaced with a punching bag that he got as a gift from the SFA. He was practicing his CQC skills on the bag when the Unggoy entered the room, he stopped, without looking his direction, "Let them know I will be there later this afternoon." He clenched and unclenched his fists melodically, before covering his face and sighing deeply.
Mryva went to his private office and got dressed, he looked in the mirror, "You need to hold your end of the bargain. You." He points at the mirror, cursing under his breath. He went to the teleportation bay, which is an SFA custom upgrade for his Corvette. Mryva's Corvette had been customized heavily actually, but the higher ups in the Covenant and UNSC are unaware of it's existence. A Sangheili and an Unggoy sat behind two panels, the Sangheili looked up to him, "Teleport request from South Africa, Earth." He nods to him, and is immediately looking at a familiar face, "David?" He smiled at him, "Look at you hotshot, heard you recently went undercover on some Covenant base, you killed that Prophet right? What was his name?" Mryva approached him, "Yeah it wasn't much, it was one of the secret prophets, I'm sure the SFA is aware of their existence. Prophet of Life." David nodded, squinting at him, "Why did you kill him?" Mryva looked upwards, "I sent some of my infantry down on an undisclosed Ring, thirty Sangheili, fifty Unngoy, and a few Jiralhanae. Truth's men had stationed themselves there a year prior without my knowledge. This was okay with me, until I found out not even a day later that all my men were killed, by his men. So I decided to go undercover and kill him myself. I broke his back, his legs, and let him crawl and beg in front of his own men." David recoiled, "Did they not try to kill you?" He laughed at David, "Would you?" David had scoffed at him, "We're 7-6 on our sparring record. We could make it 7-7 tonight." Mryva held his hand out, "You're on!" They shook hands. David quickly composed himself, "You know why you're here in an underground base in Africa, right?" Mryva looked around, the bright lights on the silver steel made it very bright to him, "I have an idea." David knew, "We just want to brief you on your situation, you're our friend, we want you around for the indefinite future. Plus, you're gonna meet some real important." Mryva shook his head, shrugging, "Someone important? Who's more important here than you and Lancer?" He nodded, "I understand what you're saying. You're gonna meet who's in charge of the SFA; this entire thing, all of it. This person seldom has the time for meetings like this, but this is very very important." Mryva was more confused, "There's no reason I should be this important David." He smiled to him, "You're wrong. Come with me.
They went to a room, Captain Lancer was not present, instead it was just someone in a chair, the chair was turned away so Mryva couldn't identify who it was. David pulled out a chair from the table, "Sit here." Mryva did as he was told, a voice came from the other end of the room where the person sat, the voice was low and sounded weird, "It's good that you do as your told, I like that a lot. Even then, you're also lethal in field of combat, you're unenhanced, unlike your comrade." Mryva looks at David, who sits across from him, "Who is this?" David just looks at Mryva, and whispers, "Pay attention bud." Mryva looks, the chair turns, and he sees a Sangheili in the chair, "Hello Mryva 'Chagamai, my name is Moxi 'Vrara."
2560
Everyone in the room was sitting next to themselves, as they listened to Mryva's story. Osa spoke up first, "Who in the world is Moxi 'Vrara, and why the fuck would a Sangheili be in charge?" Mryva looked at him for a long second, "I don't know, that's not a question I can answer. But she can answer that question for you." he looks directly at Crystal, she closes her eyes.
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