Dha Piruna walked onto the New London Spaceport tarmac, and approached Kal'ika Vergubuir, who was doing some work on his Stinger.
He walked right up to him, smiled, and held out his hand.
Puzzled, Kal'ika held out his as well, expecting a handshake from the Mandalore for a job well done, maybe. (He hadn't heard about the recent bloodless coup.)
Instead, Dha placed an object in his hand, and winked. Kal'ika looked down and saw he was the proud owner of a Consul signet ring.
Shocked, he started to say something. Dha cut him off.
"It's worn on the left hand. If you ever become Mandalore, that ring is worn on the right, and the Mandalore always keeps his old Consul ring. Both my hands are lighter now.." Dha gestured to his empty ring fingers. "Kandosii is now Mandalore."
"Usually after a succession, its ripped off his corpse, and both rings are given away. The Mandalore ring goes to he who slayed him, and the consul ring goes to the most promising Alor'ad."
"We do things gentler, now. I'm no corpse, and I thought I'd reserve the right to pick the new Consul. You'll do fine."
Dha winked at the speechless new Consul, and walked away. As he did so, he yelled back;
"Not a very formal promotion, and I'm sorry about that. But I got the Mandalore's ring the same way. Same place even."
"Good luck. I'm going to go shoot at something, now, for money."