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Naream will venture to the West Watch Tower, as a mage it is his sworn duty to know everything, so when a button is present like that it is just begging to be pressed to see what actually happens, even if it was labelled 'causes end of the world' you don't know it causes the end of the world until you press it.
Name: Naream Baenre
Age: 211
Race: Drow
Sex: Male
Appearance:
Homeland: The Underdark
History:
Once a apprentice to his uncle Harrad Baenre a Arch Mage of the Drow and a master of Necromancy, thanks to him owning a particular potent and very dangerous Necromantic Tome, the envy of a great many necromancers who have even heard mere rumors of it, so naturally Naream wanted to claim the tome for himself... that and the rather menial tasks his uncle set him out to do... clean his uncle's robes, clean out the privy and for some reason sing to him when he was sick was making Naream to just want to stab the old bastard. So when Harrad attempted to murder Kouri the 'loyal' apprentice that he was saw his chance and stabbed his master literally in the back a number of times. Taking his amulet and was about to take the Necromantic Tome when Harrad, a spark of life remaining, smirked at his apprentice, murmuring that he was proud of such a excellent betrayal, before hurling Naream to his extra-planar laboratory, leaving the tome behind.
He spend years in that hell-hole, figuring a way to return and when he did he learned that the tome had been taken, to Renalta to be exact in safekeeping with a certain archmage. That tome was his legacy, his inheritance and he would be damned if it would rot away while it was in the hands of someone who would not use it, figuring that Kouri owed him for his service of foiling his former master's plans he made his way to Renalta, meeting old acquaintances along the way...
Motivation: He wants the grand Necromantic Tome which belonged to his master and unlike that foolish Harrad, use it's power to become a powerful lich mage and perhaps, if he feels like it, help fighting off the invading demon hosts.
Traits & Equipment
General Traits
--Trait 1, Raw Talent: After a few (or perhaps several) failed attempts at magic, you suddenly found yourself able to bring a raw spark of power to life in your hands. After being awed by it, you found that you could consistently control and contort this power to your will. You could conjure subtle things, flashes of light or wreathing your hands in fire. (Basics of casting magic power-wise.)
--Trait 2 II, Apprentice/Wizened: Combined with Raw Talent, you’ve learned how to harness that raw magical power into a consistent train of thought. Through studying a few tomes and, possible, learning from the Mage’s Guild, you’ve focused yourself onto a single school of magic. This will help focus your power into something consistent and tangible, but it’s only the beginning... (Basics of understanding magic. Two schools of magic unlocked, as well as 'Stealth Magic/Casting'.) Necromancy, Golemancy
--Trait 3, Fortitude: Whether or not you are a mage, you can learn how to defend yourself from one, and that is just what you decided to do. After all, how else are you supposed to save the world if you can be cooked in a fireball by a pissed off mage? (Basics of resisting magical spells. NOTE: This is all magic--good, bad, and neutral!)
--Trait 4, Awakened Meditation: Through great discipline you have figured out how to tap into the natural magic in the air all around you. It will still take time and practice to master, but nonetheless, this has increased the amount of spells you can cast before you fatigue yourself, and increased the rate at which you regain your energy to cast more spells. (Basics of increasing your magic limitations, and recovery speed from casting magical spells.)
Unique Traits
--Trait 1, Lich Transformation II, his greatest aspiration is to become a powerful lich, to that end he has already been experimenting with some measure of transformation to become the greatest achievement a necromancer can aspire to.
Current transformations:
*Naream has transformed his lower right arm, the flesh and muscles were removed with ritual care until all that remained was bone, they still work as if the muscles were still there but in addition he can infuse it with necromantic energy which will wither organic tissue and have it decay within seconds with prolonged contact.
*Phylactery Focus, to achieve his goal to become a powerful necromancer and lich Naream needs to one day shed his mortal life to become undead, but with his sentience and free will intact, to that end he has finally managed to select the item that will be the focus of his lifeforce, his soul and he is slowly storing his essence into it as his time as a Queens Blade passes. (No game effect per so but required, in my view, for the eventual lich transformation)
--Trait 2, Extra Planar Amulet, taken from his uncle's corpse after repeatedly stabbing it in the back, this amulet allowed Harrad to teleport from the mortal coil to his extra-planar laboratory where he toiled on undead abomiantions, wights, etc. Naream seems to be able to use it to go there at will, at least when he is not under stress of battle so it is not a escape method, however... it's halls and many rooms are filled to the brim with perfectly preserved skeletons and corpses of various races and beasts... now if one had a certain Necromantic Tome with the right spells... one could raise a rather sizable undead host with these materials...
--Trait 3, Soul Gems, normally ordinary gems or crystals but thanks to a necromantic spell of his own devising Naream is able to fill these gems and crystals with the souls living creatures that have died, be it beast or man. Unlike the soul stones powering the more powerful necromantic constructs, like wights and such, these soul gems Naream can use to recharge his power if he is running low or use them to boost one of his spells.
Achievements:
--Minion Master: You're a craven fellow, but your knowledge of how to command magically created entities is growing. (You know your thresholds: 5 Skeletons, 15 maximum in one mission. They have upkeep: To keep them going past a combat scenario is taxing on you. Skeletons now have a small chance of having randomly assigned GM bonuses.) <----- Question, you mean I can have a max of 5 skeletons/wights at the same time, 3 times per mission, yes?
--Purple Ribbon: You took a hit for Queen and Country, and have learned how to better handle pain. (Minor bonus to dealing with damage, less likely to fall into shock or succumb to injuries.)
Equipment List
Black Wizard Robes
Gray Wizard Robes
Travelling Clothes
Cloak with Hood
Bone Walking/Quarter Staff
Ritual Dagger
Medical Tools
Food Rations
Waterskin
Wineskin
Spell Tome
Personal Section
Romance: Makes for interesting rping opportunities... that and potentially sacrificing those you love for some decent necromantic rituals so by all means....
Does the Kouri Plushie exist?: Witnessed it so yes it does.... or is the plushie a lie and therefore life itself?
Signature: *lets a chorus of ritual sacrifices chant in banshee screams* Sarzu agrees with all what might lie in store.
Age: 211
Race: Drow
Sex: Male
Appearance:
Homeland: The Underdark
History:
Once a apprentice to his uncle Harrad Baenre a Arch Mage of the Drow and a master of Necromancy, thanks to him owning a particular potent and very dangerous Necromantic Tome, the envy of a great many necromancers who have even heard mere rumors of it, so naturally Naream wanted to claim the tome for himself... that and the rather menial tasks his uncle set him out to do... clean his uncle's robes, clean out the privy and for some reason sing to him when he was sick was making Naream to just want to stab the old bastard. So when Harrad attempted to murder Kouri the 'loyal' apprentice that he was saw his chance and stabbed his master literally in the back a number of times. Taking his amulet and was about to take the Necromantic Tome when Harrad, a spark of life remaining, smirked at his apprentice, murmuring that he was proud of such a excellent betrayal, before hurling Naream to his extra-planar laboratory, leaving the tome behind.
He spend years in that hell-hole, figuring a way to return and when he did he learned that the tome had been taken, to Renalta to be exact in safekeeping with a certain archmage. That tome was his legacy, his inheritance and he would be damned if it would rot away while it was in the hands of someone who would not use it, figuring that Kouri owed him for his service of foiling his former master's plans he made his way to Renalta, meeting old acquaintances along the way...
Motivation: He wants the grand Necromantic Tome which belonged to his master and unlike that foolish Harrad, use it's power to become a powerful lich mage and perhaps, if he feels like it, help fighting off the invading demon hosts.
General Traits
--Trait 1, Raw Talent: After a few (or perhaps several) failed attempts at magic, you suddenly found yourself able to bring a raw spark of power to life in your hands. After being awed by it, you found that you could consistently control and contort this power to your will. You could conjure subtle things, flashes of light or wreathing your hands in fire. (Basics of casting magic power-wise.)
--Trait 2 II, Apprentice/Wizened: Combined with Raw Talent, you’ve learned how to harness that raw magical power into a consistent train of thought. Through studying a few tomes and, possible, learning from the Mage’s Guild, you’ve focused yourself onto a single school of magic. This will help focus your power into something consistent and tangible, but it’s only the beginning... (Basics of understanding magic. Two schools of magic unlocked, as well as 'Stealth Magic/Casting'.) Necromancy, Golemancy
--Trait 3, Fortitude: Whether or not you are a mage, you can learn how to defend yourself from one, and that is just what you decided to do. After all, how else are you supposed to save the world if you can be cooked in a fireball by a pissed off mage? (Basics of resisting magical spells. NOTE: This is all magic--good, bad, and neutral!)
--Trait 4, Awakened Meditation: Through great discipline you have figured out how to tap into the natural magic in the air all around you. It will still take time and practice to master, but nonetheless, this has increased the amount of spells you can cast before you fatigue yourself, and increased the rate at which you regain your energy to cast more spells. (Basics of increasing your magic limitations, and recovery speed from casting magical spells.)
Unique Traits
--Trait 1, Lich Transformation II, his greatest aspiration is to become a powerful lich, to that end he has already been experimenting with some measure of transformation to become the greatest achievement a necromancer can aspire to.
Current transformations:
*Naream has transformed his lower right arm, the flesh and muscles were removed with ritual care until all that remained was bone, they still work as if the muscles were still there but in addition he can infuse it with necromantic energy which will wither organic tissue and have it decay within seconds with prolonged contact.
*Phylactery Focus, to achieve his goal to become a powerful necromancer and lich Naream needs to one day shed his mortal life to become undead, but with his sentience and free will intact, to that end he has finally managed to select the item that will be the focus of his lifeforce, his soul and he is slowly storing his essence into it as his time as a Queens Blade passes. (No game effect per so but required, in my view, for the eventual lich transformation)
--Trait 2, Extra Planar Amulet, taken from his uncle's corpse after repeatedly stabbing it in the back, this amulet allowed Harrad to teleport from the mortal coil to his extra-planar laboratory where he toiled on undead abomiantions, wights, etc. Naream seems to be able to use it to go there at will, at least when he is not under stress of battle so it is not a escape method, however... it's halls and many rooms are filled to the brim with perfectly preserved skeletons and corpses of various races and beasts... now if one had a certain Necromantic Tome with the right spells... one could raise a rather sizable undead host with these materials...
--Trait 3, Soul Gems, normally ordinary gems or crystals but thanks to a necromantic spell of his own devising Naream is able to fill these gems and crystals with the souls living creatures that have died, be it beast or man. Unlike the soul stones powering the more powerful necromantic constructs, like wights and such, these soul gems Naream can use to recharge his power if he is running low or use them to boost one of his spells.
Achievements:
--Minion Master: You're a craven fellow, but your knowledge of how to command magically created entities is growing. (You know your thresholds: 5 Skeletons, 15 maximum in one mission. They have upkeep: To keep them going past a combat scenario is taxing on you. Skeletons now have a small chance of having randomly assigned GM bonuses.) <----- Question, you mean I can have a max of 5 skeletons/wights at the same time, 3 times per mission, yes?
--Purple Ribbon: You took a hit for Queen and Country, and have learned how to better handle pain. (Minor bonus to dealing with damage, less likely to fall into shock or succumb to injuries.)
Equipment List
Black Wizard Robes
Gray Wizard Robes
Travelling Clothes
Cloak with Hood
Bone Walking/Quarter Staff
Ritual Dagger
Medical Tools
Food Rations
Waterskin
Wineskin
Spell Tome
Romance: Makes for interesting rping opportunities... that and potentially sacrificing those you love for some decent necromantic rituals so by all means....
Does the Kouri Plushie exist?: Witnessed it so yes it does.... or is the plushie a lie and therefore life itself?
Signature: *lets a chorus of ritual sacrifices chant in banshee screams* Sarzu agrees with all what might lie in store.
Brovo said
At work, forgive typos. Dice rolls are removed because they are not conducive to a coherent story. Elly you were doing fine before in diplomacy without rolls, and you can still use a unique to boost your diplomatic ability artificially. Andrea did that in LoR 1 with her half-succubi, also used magic to her advantage.
By diplomacy you mean acting like a harlot and just seduce/get into bed everything that walked on two legs, yes? :p (estimated time of slap to the back of my head by the time Andrea reads this post)
In the life of a Jedi & Friends
Bestine Minor, Safe Refuge
The whines of engines died out as the freighter landed on the surface of the moon, Meilyan and Goddor waiting for its occupants to leave the ship, Tohkran ahd contacted them on his approach and informed them that his search had been successful. Sure enough the hatch was lowered and they saw Marack's massive form get out first, followed by Tohkran but nobody else initially. Goddor frowned at this and turned to Meilyan, "Didn't he say that he had found someone strong in the force to be a new padawan? Yet I see nobody beside master Tohkran and Marack?"
Meilyan was nonplussed as well, "Perhaps he found someone but needed to get his or her affairs in order and will join us at a later date?"
The Rodian padawan frowned, "Perhaps, still that might be risky and that doesn't sound like our master..." He trailed off, blinking and then looked closely. "Our master, is it me or does he even have a bigger shadow than Marack?"
There was no time to answer Marack muttered a greeting and lumbered past them, Tohkran smiled upon seeing them. "Ah it is good to be back and be among friends, Goddor, Meilyan. It is good to see you both, allow me to introduce you to Schaduw." He gestured to his left and something changed, the shadow seemed to 'shimmer' and solidify. He couldn't help but chuckle at their reactions, "Do not be alarmed, Schaduw is a Defel, his race has evolved in such a way that in 'normal' light he appears as a walking shadow."
The Defel was quiet as he studied his surroundings and then looked at the two others, Tohkran had mentioned those two, he had called them 'padawans' like he was going to be, so these were also students of his and able to control the force which he claimed he could too with his ability to influence people. He bowed his head, "Greetings." He said simply.
Meilyan was the first to get over her surprise, the female Mon Cal bowing her head. "Welcome to the Safe Refuge." She gestured around the area, "A place where we can be ourselves without having to worry about bounty hunters trying to capture us."
Goddor nodded in support of those words. "Indeed. A pleasure to meet you." He blinked when he noticed the Defel staring at his waist, at the lightsaber he carried there. "Interested in the blade?" He asked grabbing hold of it and showing it to the new padawan, flicking it on and letting the purple blade materialize as the scent of ozone filled the air.
Schaduw looked at it, "Yes... I had heard of these blades." He turned to Tohkran, "Do I need to get one myself?" He sounded a bit reluctant at the prospect.
He was answered with a chuckle and a shake of Tohkran's head. "If you do not want a lightsaber then I won't force it upon you."
Letting out a small sigh of relief Schaduw nodded, "No offense but... I think I prefer my own vibroblade, I made it myself and it has been a part of me for years, it's liek a extension of my own body so familiar and trusted I am with it."
"Like I tell all my students, these two and the younglings. It is not the blade that makes a jedi, it is the way he acts, his state of mind and his values." He asked for Goddor to turn off his blade and then led the three of them to the main compound. "Now lets get you settled in some quarters and have you meet the rest of the gang... oh when I introduce you to Thrall... let's just say he has both earned the right and yet at the same time he hasn't to call me by inappropriate names but I let him because for some unknown reason morale is increased if he keeps doing that." He politely ignored the stifled sniggers and chuckles from his two oldest padawans in response to that.
"I see..." Schaduw said, "You have a strange crew that you surround yourself with."
Tohkran let out a chuckle and looked over his shoulder, "Probably because I am a strange person."He grinned, "Now then, like I said, lets get you settled and start with your first practice to see if we can unlock your full potential."
It was some time later and Tohkran was sitting opposite Schadow, meditating for a hour and a half now and then he opened one eye. "So you know how to meditate? Or to have patience at least?"
The Defel shrugged, "Being a bodyguard usually meant to be patient a lot of the time. I found way to keep me focused while in essentially doing nothing. Is that what you wanted to teach me?"
Tohkran chuckled, "Maybe, or maybe I wished to teach how to meditate, clear your mind and thoughts of all emotion and see if you can feel... sense... and touch the world around you, but without using your normal senses, without using your sight, taste, smell, touch or hearing... if you can do that then the lesson will be successful."
"That sounds awfully cryptic..."
Tohkran grinned and shrugged, "I suppose so... welcome to your first lesson as a jedi."
"Please tell me that I am getting paid for this..." He was answered with soft laughter.
Several days later, Tohkran's office
"Fascinating..." He murmured softly to himself as he kept reading the information relayed to him by the bothan network contacts he had established. Word had reached him before that there was insurrection taking place in the Antar system against the CIS occupational forces. Now he had received more detailed information. These rebels were using guerrilla tactics against the CIS forces on Antar 4 with some moderate degree of success, the actions performed by them were not ones done by amateurs or common folk disgruntled with their invaders.
The part that had him fascinating however were the reports them being led by a jedi, that bit of information, along with the system of Antar rang a bell with him, he had just send some of the information to his loremaster and was rewarded with a quick reply that confirmed his suspicions. "Antarian Rangers... could it be true? I thought they had been disbanded centuries ago..." He said to himself, trailing off at the possibilities. If some of them survived... if they still existed... and they still might assist jedi, which according to the information he had received it might be the case, well that might open up possibilities.
He looked at a other message taht arrived first however and frowned, Hoddo, his Hutt contact, apparently had need of his services and would in return pay a substantial reward, he wouldn't say what the job was in the communique, only upon arrival of he himself to Hoddo's palace.
Frowning he pulled up a galaxy map and highlighted Antar 4 and Hoddo's moon in Hutt Space, nodding slowly to himself as a plan formulated. The Antar System was on the way to Hutt space, he could theoretically first go to Antar 4, see if the reports had any truth about there being a jedi there leading the rebel forces on the planet and then move on to Hutt space to see what Hoddo wanted from him.
Making up his mind he contacted Thrall, "My good friend... prepare the Illusion of Grace for a journey... also... inform all ships to report in what commando and special forces they have available... I might want to... change their roster for something..."
Bestine Minor, Safe Refuge
The whines of engines died out as the freighter landed on the surface of the moon, Meilyan and Goddor waiting for its occupants to leave the ship, Tohkran ahd contacted them on his approach and informed them that his search had been successful. Sure enough the hatch was lowered and they saw Marack's massive form get out first, followed by Tohkran but nobody else initially. Goddor frowned at this and turned to Meilyan, "Didn't he say that he had found someone strong in the force to be a new padawan? Yet I see nobody beside master Tohkran and Marack?"
Meilyan was nonplussed as well, "Perhaps he found someone but needed to get his or her affairs in order and will join us at a later date?"
The Rodian padawan frowned, "Perhaps, still that might be risky and that doesn't sound like our master..." He trailed off, blinking and then looked closely. "Our master, is it me or does he even have a bigger shadow than Marack?"
There was no time to answer Marack muttered a greeting and lumbered past them, Tohkran smiled upon seeing them. "Ah it is good to be back and be among friends, Goddor, Meilyan. It is good to see you both, allow me to introduce you to Schaduw." He gestured to his left and something changed, the shadow seemed to 'shimmer' and solidify. He couldn't help but chuckle at their reactions, "Do not be alarmed, Schaduw is a Defel, his race has evolved in such a way that in 'normal' light he appears as a walking shadow."
The Defel was quiet as he studied his surroundings and then looked at the two others, Tohkran had mentioned those two, he had called them 'padawans' like he was going to be, so these were also students of his and able to control the force which he claimed he could too with his ability to influence people. He bowed his head, "Greetings." He said simply.
Meilyan was the first to get over her surprise, the female Mon Cal bowing her head. "Welcome to the Safe Refuge." She gestured around the area, "A place where we can be ourselves without having to worry about bounty hunters trying to capture us."
Goddor nodded in support of those words. "Indeed. A pleasure to meet you." He blinked when he noticed the Defel staring at his waist, at the lightsaber he carried there. "Interested in the blade?" He asked grabbing hold of it and showing it to the new padawan, flicking it on and letting the purple blade materialize as the scent of ozone filled the air.
Schaduw looked at it, "Yes... I had heard of these blades." He turned to Tohkran, "Do I need to get one myself?" He sounded a bit reluctant at the prospect.
He was answered with a chuckle and a shake of Tohkran's head. "If you do not want a lightsaber then I won't force it upon you."
Letting out a small sigh of relief Schaduw nodded, "No offense but... I think I prefer my own vibroblade, I made it myself and it has been a part of me for years, it's liek a extension of my own body so familiar and trusted I am with it."
"Like I tell all my students, these two and the younglings. It is not the blade that makes a jedi, it is the way he acts, his state of mind and his values." He asked for Goddor to turn off his blade and then led the three of them to the main compound. "Now lets get you settled in some quarters and have you meet the rest of the gang... oh when I introduce you to Thrall... let's just say he has both earned the right and yet at the same time he hasn't to call me by inappropriate names but I let him because for some unknown reason morale is increased if he keeps doing that." He politely ignored the stifled sniggers and chuckles from his two oldest padawans in response to that.
"I see..." Schaduw said, "You have a strange crew that you surround yourself with."
Tohkran let out a chuckle and looked over his shoulder, "Probably because I am a strange person."He grinned, "Now then, like I said, lets get you settled and start with your first practice to see if we can unlock your full potential."
It was some time later and Tohkran was sitting opposite Schadow, meditating for a hour and a half now and then he opened one eye. "So you know how to meditate? Or to have patience at least?"
The Defel shrugged, "Being a bodyguard usually meant to be patient a lot of the time. I found way to keep me focused while in essentially doing nothing. Is that what you wanted to teach me?"
Tohkran chuckled, "Maybe, or maybe I wished to teach how to meditate, clear your mind and thoughts of all emotion and see if you can feel... sense... and touch the world around you, but without using your normal senses, without using your sight, taste, smell, touch or hearing... if you can do that then the lesson will be successful."
"That sounds awfully cryptic..."
Tohkran grinned and shrugged, "I suppose so... welcome to your first lesson as a jedi."
"Please tell me that I am getting paid for this..." He was answered with soft laughter.
Several days later, Tohkran's office
"Fascinating..." He murmured softly to himself as he kept reading the information relayed to him by the bothan network contacts he had established. Word had reached him before that there was insurrection taking place in the Antar system against the CIS occupational forces. Now he had received more detailed information. These rebels were using guerrilla tactics against the CIS forces on Antar 4 with some moderate degree of success, the actions performed by them were not ones done by amateurs or common folk disgruntled with their invaders.
The part that had him fascinating however were the reports them being led by a jedi, that bit of information, along with the system of Antar rang a bell with him, he had just send some of the information to his loremaster and was rewarded with a quick reply that confirmed his suspicions. "Antarian Rangers... could it be true? I thought they had been disbanded centuries ago..." He said to himself, trailing off at the possibilities. If some of them survived... if they still existed... and they still might assist jedi, which according to the information he had received it might be the case, well that might open up possibilities.
He looked at a other message taht arrived first however and frowned, Hoddo, his Hutt contact, apparently had need of his services and would in return pay a substantial reward, he wouldn't say what the job was in the communique, only upon arrival of he himself to Hoddo's palace.
Frowning he pulled up a galaxy map and highlighted Antar 4 and Hoddo's moon in Hutt Space, nodding slowly to himself as a plan formulated. The Antar System was on the way to Hutt space, he could theoretically first go to Antar 4, see if the reports had any truth about there being a jedi there leading the rebel forces on the planet and then move on to Hutt space to see what Hoddo wanted from him.
Making up his mind he contacted Thrall, "My good friend... prepare the Illusion of Grace for a journey... also... inform all ships to report in what commando and special forces they have available... I might want to... change their roster for something..."
She moved without hindrance or hesitation as she went through the motions, her silver blade flashing and twirling in her hand like a whirlwind, normal speed at first and then she subtly started to tap into her reserves of the force, letting it flow through her body, her muscles, speeding herself up till she became just a blink in the eye of a mundane person who would watch her, moving faster than any ordinary human or some alien species. Shots were fired and she moved quickly to intercept and block them with her blade, letting her blade flash all around her to deflect the incoming blasts, letting them sail harmlessly away from her.
"Enough."
Was all she said and the guards stopped, returning the safeties on their blasters and holstering them. She slowed down, finishing the routine she had been instructed in as a little girl and with a deep breath jumped, landing on one foot, balanced and frozen. Exhaling she closed her eyes and slowly brought her other leg and foot down, standing upright, taking another deep breath and opened her eyes at the same time as she deactivated the silver blade, reaching out to let the longer cane part fly into her hand so she could screw the saber hilt back to it's hiding spot.
"You have improved." She startled reached for her saber hilt again, her fingers brushing over the hilt before she withdraw her hand and chuckled. The voice had come fro mright over her shoulder and Lena calmly turned around to look at Ko'Chul with a raised eyebrow. The female Noghri showed her sharp teeth in a wide grin before handing her Sith lady a datapad. "New. Reports. As you requested."
She took the datapad and nodded. "Thank you." Gesturing to follow she started to walk to a nearby desk on which a plate of food was already waiting for her, sitting down she gestured to a empty seat but as always Ko'Chul preferred to stand, half in the shadows, ready to vanish when required. Smiling to herself at after that little bit of tradition she took a sip from a glass of water and then went to enjoy her meal, letting the datapad wait. News and reports could wait, her stomach could not. Only when her plate was finished she reached for the datapad once more and began to read it's contents after confirming Ko'Chul had not moved from her spot.
"Another brawl between the Morgukai and Bodhicai I see, I guess they have too thick heads to let my orders sink in that easily." She shook her head, dissapointed in her troops. "Nothing to do about that for now, time will tell if they will accept her or she will die at their hands." She scrolled down, ignoring most of the reports of her facilities, she slowed down as she reached the news and updates from her contacts, frowning. "Irys reports my.... 'sensitive' information stores and databanks have been breached and leaked somewhere and that several people have already stopped giving me their updates as I requested. I see... well that will be her priority to find out were the leak originated from and who is responsible, as well as restore it to it's former operational status." Her frown got deeper as she reached the second bit of bad news, "And my contact in Chancellor Bonteri's office is recovering in a bacta tank after a attempt on her life. Unfortunate."
"Read further please." Came the voice of her Noghri confidant.
She frowned at her for a moment but then continued reading, seeing why, Irys had marked two interesting tidbits of information, which she also noticed that Ko'Chul had already informed Irys that she was interested in either task outlined. "I see... so notorious Cad Bane is putting a crew together to hunt down a potential powerful force user on Ord Mantell." She read the second piece from some of her Kubaz informants. "And the Republic is going to attempt a daring raid on Thyferra to sabotage a shipment of Bacta meant for the CIS leadership..." She tapped her finger on the datapad and then looked to Ko'Chul. "You are interested in undertaking either task?" The Noghri nodded. "Any preference?" She got a shrug in response. "I see... why I would love to test you against both a powerful force user and Cad Bane... but I think the wisest course of action is to intercept the Republic strike team headed to Thyferra and stop them. I would not wish my contact in Bonteri's office to die because of a lack of Bacta."
Ko'Chul bowed, "I will prepare my team." She said with a smile and made to leave but at a gesture from Lena she paused, "Yes?"
Scratching her cheek Lena stood up and walked towards Ko'Chul, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Leave some of them alive... I think it would be most interesting to have a number of surviving republic members of a strike team conducting a rather illegal operation on a neutral world to sabotage medical supplies, don't you agree?" She was answered with a nod and another grin with her teeth showing. Lena let go and blinked, once she opened her eyes the Noghri was done. "Glad she is on my side." She said with a chuckle and then returned to her desk, there had been one more item on the datapad she needed to read.
It was two reports molded into one it seemed, the first from one of the 'loremasters' in her employ, a number of historians, collectors of various 'arts' and other such individuals. One had send word to her that he had found information of some kind of ancient former Mandalorian base or outpost, now in ruins on the world of Teth in the Baxel Sector. Once recovering that information he had learned of rumours that the Mandalorians used this ancient base as a storehouse of an ancient and powerful secret, guarded by what he referred to as 'ageless terrors' that stood guard over it. Naturally there was no specific information what these terrors were, which was just typical.
What was not typical was reading the attached section from a information broker who had provided some curious intel, the loremaster had asked this information broker to learn more about the Mandalorian ruins and the rumours attached to it and had found out that the CIS has also developed a interest, believing this ancient 'storehouse' was the location of some kind of Mandalorian superweapon and are preparing a expedition to Teth to claim it. "Well now, I suppose if the CIS are showing interest they think the rumours have some ring of truth to them. Best to make sure they don't get it then." She said to herself and ponders. "Mandalorian ruins... I guess I need a Mandalorian to help me..."
She tapped a console on her desk and watched it activate, nothing happened at first and then a small hologram appeared of the bothan slicer Irys. "Lena." She said and nodded, "I take it you've read the report?"
"I have and even made a decision, You, along with Bodhicai and a number of my disciples will accompany me on the Regret, we are going on a excursion." She replied already going over her own items she was going to bring.
"I thought so, I will inform Verat to plot a course to Teth."
Lena chuckled, "Thank you but delay that, inform him to plot a course for the Mandalore system first, I think I want to partner up for this excursion." She smiled, "And I know just the person to ask."
Mandalorian Space,
Kandosii Naast II, orbit over Concordia.
"Do it again." Goran Silas said in his best drill-instructor voice. Rolling his eyes behind his mask Gra'tua aimed and waited, firing again in rapid succession as the target orbs appeared on the holographic practice range. Once done he looked up, five out of twelve orbs had been hit, it did not take long to hear Goran once again, "Abysmal, try again, how can you even expect to hit a gundark with shooting like that."
Gra'tua chuckled, "I am not training with a blaster to shoot Gundarks my friend, I am hoping to learn enough to be somewhat capable on the field of better and to do honour to my clan and name as a warrior of the Mando'ade."
Goran did not look impressed with those words. "Even so, try again and do better this time, or we move on to dueling and I will not have a training blaster with a lower setting."
"Would you kill me for the sake of teaching me a lesson Goran?" Gra'tua asked, half in jest and half serious, chuckling as he finished saying that, that chuckling stopped when Goran answered him.
"Yes. If you are not worthy of the lessons then I would do that certainly. Now enough talking and try again."
Kandosii Naast II command bridge
"Well this is indeed a surprise." Gra'tua said with humour as he leaned back in his command throne, Kashiir standing beside the throne. Gra'tua stood up and opened his arms in welcome to the guest who just entered his bridge. "Darth Lena, what brings you to my corner in space?"
She looked around, typical of Gra'tua to invite her to a place where his status as some kind of a Mandalorian warlord was evident to all, she smiled however and bowed, acknowledging him as the master of his domain. "A request to join me in a venture I wish to embark on Gra'tua. Something that might even interest you actually."
He frowned behind his mask, Lena asking for aid? She was the most enigmatic of the sith alliance and by far the most secretive. Granted she had sough a alliance with him before but that did not mean he trusted her, he did never say that of course. "Something that might interest me? Do tell."
She approached and crossed her arms together, making eye contact with that ridiculous mask he insists on wearing each time. "I have obtained some information, about a possible ancient Mandalorian base on the world of Teth, not only that but that it was in its time a storehouse where some kind of ancient secret is stored, guarded by what my informant tells me is a 'ageless terror'. It might be nothing but tales turned into myths but at the same time, the CIS have also heard of these ruins and believe it is the resting place of some kind of superweapon of the ancient Mandalorians. Wanting to claim it for themselves no doubt."
Upon hearing this Gra'tua chuckled, "A superweapon? If the Mando'ade had those then why would they have lost the Crusades of old?" He frowns and ponders in silence for a moment. "However, in the event that something might indeed be stored there... which you suspect there might be, you do not wish to see it in the hands of the CIS?"
"Indeed, perhaps it would be better if one of us were to claim the contents of the ruins then these CIS, don't you agree? Lord Gra'tua?" She answered with a smile, so far so good in trying to get him to come along with her.
He returned to his throne and sat down. "Kashiir, send word to the fleet, they will be in the command of Aeshi and Gilad, we are going to Teth, along with Darth Lena here."
"As you command my lord." The Chiss replied and walked to the walkway running across the bridge and started shouting out orders.
Smirking behind his mask he regarded Lena. "Let us travel to Teth and see if we can't stop some CIS upstarts from meddling with my people's history and legacy."
Lena bowed. "May fortune and the force smile upon us, I will return to my ship and inform my ships captain to follow you closely." With that she left, both of them preparations to make before leaving for Teth together on their respective ships.
Sarah's Request
Naream looked down and just as things couldn't get any worse they evidently did. "Well that is just lovely really... Spiders who hate drow? This just can't get any better... unless a Draegloth suddenly barges in and wants to fuck us all up the arse." He muttered and groaned. He weakly but as quick as he could pulled away from the edge and started to crawl over the bridge in the direction of the other chamber, yes there were spiders there, but also his big golem which he shouted to to turn around and protect him. The lumbering hulk of flesh, bones and arcane energies turned around and obeyed moving towards the prone form of his master. Still crawling he shouted out to the Lollth bitch and the human ranger. "Hey priestess, some avatars of your bitch goddess want to eat you, ranger, I suggest shooting off spiders climbing their way up. I would love to help but... feeling a bit... dizzy over here... oh for the love of the nine hells... Why can't these spiders be lovers of white meat." He muttered as his vision started to get dark and blurry.
Still crawling over the bridge he hears the footsteps of his golem approaching and then a large shadow enveloping him. "You better be my golem..." He says softly before looking up his hand reaching to a dagger in case it wasn't his golem after all....
Naream looked down and just as things couldn't get any worse they evidently did. "Well that is just lovely really... Spiders who hate drow? This just can't get any better... unless a Draegloth suddenly barges in and wants to fuck us all up the arse." He muttered and groaned. He weakly but as quick as he could pulled away from the edge and started to crawl over the bridge in the direction of the other chamber, yes there were spiders there, but also his big golem which he shouted to to turn around and protect him. The lumbering hulk of flesh, bones and arcane energies turned around and obeyed moving towards the prone form of his master. Still crawling he shouted out to the Lollth bitch and the human ranger. "Hey priestess, some avatars of your bitch goddess want to eat you, ranger, I suggest shooting off spiders climbing their way up. I would love to help but... feeling a bit... dizzy over here... oh for the love of the nine hells... Why can't these spiders be lovers of white meat." He muttered as his vision started to get dark and blurry.
Still crawling over the bridge he hears the footsteps of his golem approaching and then a large shadow enveloping him. "You better be my golem..." He says softly before looking up his hand reaching to a dagger in case it wasn't his golem after all....
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In the life of a Jedi & Friends
Bestine Minor, Safe Refuge
The search for a new padawan
Tohkran watched on as he saw Meilyan was instructing some of the younglings on how to meditate, chuckling softly when she noticed that two of the younger boys had actually fallen asleep and was shaking them awake to remind them that meditation was not the same as sleeping and proceeded to instruct them in the way to clear their minds and focus, without falling asleep. "She's becoming a fine teacher." He mused to himself, it was true Meilyan seems genuinely to care for the well-being of the children and he saw that instructing them also gave her further insight of her own capabilities, by teaching them she was teaching herself.
Well that, and Huyang was also instructed her in saber combat and fighting thanks to his accumulated knowledge over the centuries since his construction as a instructor for jedi younglings and lightsaber expert. Perhaps if Meilyan was interested by helping to instruct the younglings more often he could also satisfy Huyang's request of a additional teacher or a assistant in his teachings at the same time. Something to consider he thought to himself and then smiled seeing Meilyan make the children laugh as she briefly levitated off the ground and rolled mid-air.
He became aware of a presence approaching and turned just as the shadow of the Herglic Marack enveloped him, smiling he nodded. "Ah, Marack, good to see you my friend. Is the ship prepared?"
"As ready as it will be." The Herglic said with a shrug. "Still want to go to Atzerri? It isn't the most hospitable place you know."
Tohkran started to move to the landing pad, Marack walking at his side as he answered his friend's question with calmly. "Yes, I have heard rumours a force user might be hiding there, they might be false of course but since it is close to here I figure I ought to check it out if there is any truth to it. From what I gathered, while a unsavory place, it is a planet where one can find refuge and hide." Nothing further was added as the duo reached the 'Killer Whale' and boarded it. Tohkran making himself comfortable while Marack went into the cockpit which was adjusted for his size and within moments had the freighter lifted up from the ground and into space.
It was not a long hyperspace journey and some time later they dropped out, Marack saying over the ship's intercom they were approaching the planet now and that he was finding a suitable location to land for Tohkran to start his investigation if the rumors were true of a possible force user hiding on the planet. Once landed he bid his friend to stay with the ship while he went out and started to search for some of the local cantinas and other, similar establishments to see if he could learn anything about local tales or legends of a person or being with 'mystical' powers.
After passing though several establishments in Talos, mostly getting only nonsensical gibberish from drunk spacers a few of the stories Tohkran was hearing started to form a pattern. Several of the stories mentioned odd happenings in the Pemblehov district, though considering the drug trade there it could easily be a wild bantha chase.
He nodded to himself and frowned, while it was feasible for someone to hide in a district like that it also bode concern that if he questioned things further there or seemed too overly curious other people might take interest in him, unwanted interest. But with nothing else left to do he decided to venture into the Pemblehov district and see the if the things he heard about that place were true or not and continue his investigation.
Pemblehov seemed much like the the descriptions he had heard, not the cleanest looking area of the city though brightly lit enough to almost rival the traders plaza. the crowd was more likely to stick to themselves here though except for those that were working, several of which called out to Tohkran as he passed trying to entice him to take part of their services including a gungan and togruta female among the many twi'leks that were visible.
There were also a number of less flamboyant characters seeking Tohkrans attention offering all manner of vice from simple Tobacco to Deathsticks, Rill spice and Rokna blue. Most of these people had a bodyguard nearby, some remaining less conspicuous than others.
Taking a deep breath and smiling kindly at the nice scantily clad Twi'lek but refusing her offer to join her in a private room he continued on his way, perhaps, in a district like this a newcomer had to face some thugs eventually. So perhaps if there was a force user here he should learn if there was anyone the locals gangs, thugs and other criminal groups avoid after either having a single person keep several opponents at bay or simply managed to persuade them to do something they normally would never do.
After some discrete inquiries, and being told to shove a blaster up his arse in multiple colourful ways by a few people he questioned, Tohkran learned of a dealer who seemed to be rising fast despite the competition in the area.
Until about a year ago the dealer, was relatively unknown, like the majority of the pushers in the district. then for some reason more customers began to repeat their business from him, fewer complained and even a few regulars from others began to buy from him. The dealers product wasn't above standard, in fact is was of pretty average quality. Eventually a few of the more prominent and wealthier dealers tried to find out how this low level dealer was getting so much business. some of them sent discrete questioners most of which came back with little of use, others tried sending enforcers to eliminate the dealer, they never returned.
"I see... well thank you for that information... but I sadly have to refuse to shove a blaster up my arse... even if you pay a hundred credits to see it... Good day." He quickly left before the man could offer more credits and decided to go on the information he had received to find out if he could meet this dealer and see if his suspicions were correct of where he could have gained the edge to rise so quickly.
The dealer was actually rather easy to find, despite the attempts on his life he chose not to hide so that his clientele could more easily find him to feed their cravings. Tohkran found himself at a modest apartment complex, his information lead him to believe the dealer had set up shop in the basement of the complex.
Walking into the complex he made his way to the basement to find the dealer, frowning to himself however, if he was a force user he was not sure what to think of using his gifts to be a drug dealer but he would first meet him to see what to make of it all. It was wise remain guarded and wary though.
The basement was large, likely intended to be used as a storage facility if the apartments above had been owned by a single entity, as it was more than a few people had moved in with crude lean-tos thrown up against structural supports or walls in the basement with clusters of trinkets or other basic utilities for living around them. A few quiet questions soon lead Tohkran to the dealers area of the basement, a section that had reinforced walls around it and appeared to be a secure lockup area from the complex's original construction. At the entrance stood a Gungan and a Human armed with blasters and vibroblades, security it appeared.
Tohkran approached the security, leaning on his cane, mostly trying to convey the appearance of someone who wasn't a threat, that or at least make the appearance that he was someone they could easily handle if he was a threat. "Good day." He bowed his head. "I was told a certain businessman resides here, I was hoping to meet with him and perhaps discuss some maters."
One of the guards stepped inside the door and returned with a strongbox a moment later while the gungan kept their eyes on tohkran. "Leave your weapons here." The human said as he opened the strongbox, a pair of blasters were already inside.
Tohkran retrieved the blaster at his side, which was more for show than anything else, and placed it in the strongbox.
The human guard eyed the cane Tohkran held for a moment before tapping his foot.
Tohkran looked at the guard and smiled softly, "You wouldn't try to take an old man's walking stick, would you?" He said, putting some suggestion wit hthe force in his words while tapping his leg, indicating it was a prosthetic due to him having it lost at the hands of a oversized bug.
"I've seen plenty of otherwise harmless folks hide blades and occasionally blasters in 'walking sticks' my boss prefers caution. Leave the cane." The human guard replied
"I suppose that is understandable, but most people would also install such things in prosthetics, so I suppose it is only fair you also check my leg if you wish to carry out your job? I do rather wish to keep it though, unless you have any spare hover chairs around, preferably ones that are not made or supplied by jawas." He replied with a smile as he placed the cane in the hand of the guard.
"You make a valid point." The human said as he walked back through the door and retrieved a hand scanner. "Pants, drop em." The guard said flatly.
He raised a brow and calmly rolled up his pants to the point where the prosthetic was attached to his flesh. "Scan away."
"Keep being difficult and we'll make this a body cavity search, in the interests of being thorough of course. I said drop them." The guard replied flatly again.
He shrugged and dropped his pants unceremoniously. "At least be so kind to not push a blaster up my ass, I had that rather strange offer several times today. Among other things to stuff in there..."
"I'll only stick something up there if I intend to pull something else out." The guard replied with a grin, "Him I cant speak for." He said as he nodded his head at the Gungan guard who was eyeing Tohkrans crotch.
"Haa," The Gungan replied with a slight snort. "Meesa not interested, hesa's 'concealed weapon' would makes a jawa weeps."
The human guard laughed and began scanning Tohkrans leg. After a few moments the human stood up again and nodded that Tohkran could pull his pants back up and proceed through the door as he put the strongbox back with Tohkrans cane and blaster in it.
He endured it in silence and nodded to both guards after he pulled up his pants and let him through, limping as he moved forwards.
Once through the door Tohkran was in a well lit and spartan hallway that had been painted a soft purple colour with several doors along its length all heavily secured by electronic and physical locks. At the end of the hall was an open set of doors that lead to a room furnished in lavish fashion and set up similarly to a throne room... if a small one.
He frowned at the sight but continued making his way to the chamber with the throne room setting, looking for the supposed Balosar dealer he had been told about.
Tohkran would need to wait for a few minutes before he caught sight on anyone, a door to the side of the room opened and a spacer and a balosur, likely the dealer emerged. The Balosar ignored Tohkran after a brief glance at him and continued speaking with the spacer, shaking his hand and assuring him he would find the product to his liking. before bowing slightly and letting the spacer show himself to the exit.
With the spacer gone the balosar turned his attention to Tohkran. "Ah a new customer! what can I get for you my friend?" The balosar said enthusiastically
Smiling Tohkran extended a hand. "Well I heard that you were a up and rising dealer in this district who surprisingly manages to stay not one, but two steps ahead of anyone else."
"Indeed, indeed. Elan Sel'Sabagno is my name. I like to think I stay ahead of the competition by providing discretion and superior customer service." he said with a broad smile. "Maybe with a good bit of caution when it comes to who gets in here as well." He added referring to the guards at the main entrance.
Tohkran tried to cautiously sense anything from the Balosar but he wasn't getting any hint of him using or being capable of using the force. "Well Elan Sel'Sabagno, I am Toh and I was wondering what exactly you have in your stores as it were you can trade with. Though I must say this is not what I expected, I mean, no offense and excuse me for saying this but I hardly expected a Balosar to be running such a profitable operation, surprising that none of the others tried to take you out for muscling in on their territory. You must have a interesting edge."
"Oh some have tried, and failed, this place is quite secure... even if I have had to replace the front doors a few times." Elan said with a shrug and a frown at the entrance. "As for my edge, lets say I know some powerful people, used to work for them on coruscant before I 'upgraded' as it were and as I said, I provide superior service." He continued as he turned to a table along one of the back walls that held a number of containers. "But business, yes business. I have a wide range of products on offer for recreational needs, Black Hole, Thyssel Bark, Gunjack, Magravian Cat, Slick. Or if you're looking for something with a stronger kick I have Rokna blue and my specialty; the finest Deathsticks in the galaxy, 100% pure."
Tohkran nodded slowly going over the drugs, he really started to hope that this man was not the force sensitive he was looking for. "Quite the selection, no, ah problems with the Syndicate or one of their affiliated groups I trust? It would be somewhat problematic if I buy goods only to have the Syndicate move in and take it all because one hasn't paid their fees."
"I mentioned knowing powerful people yes?" Elan said as he picked up a vial of Slick and examined its viscosity for a moment. "Now I will warn you, I don't deal in bulk or large quantities, after all I don't want my customers ODing, these drugs are for recreation after all, cant have customers killing themselves by accident, bad for them as well as my business."
"Naturally, the last thing one wants is have a customer die." Tohkran said, still smiling but growing a bit more restless inside, he was starting to believe he had hit a death end. "How much are you asking for your... 'recreational' goods."
"My prices are competitive I assure you, 200 credits for the really good stuff, ranging from 30 credits for the less potent kinds. Single dosage only." Elan said as he put the Slick down and picked up a Deathstick. "So, you wanna buy a Deathstick?"
Tohkran sighed and waved his hand, "No I don't want to buy any deathsticks."
"You don't wanna buy any deahsticks." Elan said as he put the drug back on the table. A moment later Tohkran found an inactive vibroblade at his throat, the wielder was not Elan and appeared to be a living shadow now that Tohkran had reason to focus on them.
Tohkran rose a brow. "Impressive. Your edge, or one of them I take it? Rather sharp too."
"My bodyguard." Elan said with a nod. "What did he do?" Elan asked the Defel.
"Used the same trick on you that I used on the spies the other dealers sent after you." The Defel answered. "Think carefully about anything else he says." The Defel added, keeping the blade at Tohkrans throat.
So this sentient knew what a mindtrick was and he could use it himself, so the rumors and tales he had heard about were true, partly at least. "You are quite skilled at keeping out of sight, understandable I guess. I was actually hoping we could talk." He calmly said, he figured if he made any move he would feel how sharp the 'edge' really was.
"To Schaduw..." Elan said with a puzzled look. "Most people don't even know he exists..."
The body guard... Schaduw, stayed silent.
"Most people probably didn't knew what to look for." He looked down at the blade at his throat and then at Elan. "If am to be killed without having a conversation I would humbly request my body and personal effects be delivered to a Herglic at the spaceport, he will have them returned to my people."
"Who said anything about killing you, just don't try tricking me again with whatever powers you seem to have." Elan said as he moved away from the table and around the room a little. "Do you actually plan to buy anything or are you just going to waste my time?" Elan said as he turned to face Tohkran again, gesturing for Schaduw to lower his blade as he did, the Defel lowered the blade but otherwise didn't move away.
Tohkran nodded his appreciation and rubbed his throat a moment before answering. "How much does a conversation cost with your man, Schaduw, was it? Assuming he, and you have no problems with that."
"Cost..." Elan said, seemingly confused at the word for a moment before the meaning registered. "Well I can't say its a terribly orthodox request... lets say 200 credits then." Elan said with a smile.
Tohkran nodded and then glanced over at Schaduw. "Assuming you have no objection of course?" He said while holding some credit chits in his hands but not yet handing them over.
Elan took the chits and waved to a side door, though not the one he had come from with the spacer before. Schaduw merely inclined his head and headed towards the door.
Following Tohkran went through the door, seeing a chair he went to it and sat down with a sigh, massaging his leg, the flesh and blood one. "Well." He started, looking up to regard the Defel. "I must admit I was starting to believe the tales and rumors I heard were false until you sensed what I was doing to Elan, my apologies for that but I was not interested in buying any Deathsticks and was looking for a excuse to leave and cut my losses."
The light was such that trying to make out Schaduws expressions was next to impossible as the Defel replied. "Who are you?"
"As I said, I go by the name of Toh, Tohkran in full. And as you may have noticed we might have something in common." He replied, looking curiously at the Defel.
Schaduw shook his head and spoke again in a peculiar tone of voice as he spoke again. "Who Are You?"
He blinked. "I am Tohkran.... jedi." He blinked again and shook his head, looking at the Defel. "Well... that was surprising, you are strong... natural talent or trained by someone?"
"I found a while ago that I could get some people to answer my questions if they wanted to or not, or convince them to do other things, even forget things at times." Schaduw said simply before tilting his head. "You know there is a bounty on jedi?"
Tohkran nodded, "I am aware, are you inclined to collect it? Though I would suggest to not do that, there is a bounty on force users in general, which I suspect you are too, though you may perhaps not know it that you are using the force for your persuasion skills."
"A hunter tried to take me in once, when persuasion failed my blade dissuaded him sufficiently." Schaduw said as he held the blade before him and ran a finger along the flat of its edge. Tohkran could see the blade was clearly the work of a masterforger.
"I can believe that. How came you to be in the service of Elan here?" Tohkran asked, interested in the answer.
"He pays me, gives me a place to live, a purpose." Schaduw said as he leaned against the wall. "And it gives me a chance to help his 'customers'."
At that last part his eyebrows perked up, looking around, he doubted if there was surveillance in this room Schaduw would have said that out loud but still. "I see, and may I ask how do you help his customers?"
"You'll find Elan is far from the worst of the dealers in this area. He only gives out single doses, preventing overdosing as he said. but he was a medical student on coruscant before he got too deep into the drug trade. in addition to the drugs themselves he keeps a stock of medicines that can reverse the effects or temper the side effects of the drugs he sells. usually they don't solve the addictive effects but they do temper the less pleasant effects." Schaduw said as he sheathed his blade again. "When customers leave with their product I tend to slip them a counteragent. Elan doesn't keep as close an eye on the medical stock levels, he uses them on occasion to make other drugs but otherwise just keeps stock levels consistent and orders more then one is getting low. I'm sure he knows someone else is taking them, though I'm not sure he is particularly worried about it either."
"I see, very noble of you to do so, I commend you on your actions. Know I think I ought to come clean why I came here, looking for you from the rumors and tales I've heard." Tohkran continued slowly, tracing through his beard for a moment to order his thoughts. "As I said, my name is Tohkran... and I am a Jedi. I do hope you either have not heard or at least have a skeptical view of most of the boogeyman tales surrounding Jedi. Either case, I came here hoping to find someone strong in the force, because I heard rumors of such a individual being present on this planet. I was hoping to meet this person and talk, just like we are doing, and perhaps be able to offer him or her safety from the hunters out there in return for training and help me do some good in this galaxy at war. If that person was interested of course, I do not force anyone and I am happy to answer any questions you may have for me."
"What do you mean by that 'good in the galaxy'?" Schaduw replied after a moments thought.
"Well for example, I have a small shipyard business and I refuse to make war material for any of the current sides in the wider galactic conflict, if I have to take a governmental contract it is either for the local police forces or, currently a contract building medical frigates for the Republic. Other examples are that I would like is to see slavery, which I see with increasing pace being more widely accepted by the CIS, be abolished. The jedi were once called the peacekeepers and guardians of the Republic, aiding police forces into apprehending criminals and be diplomats during times of war, I would like to see those days return."
"That does sound more enticing that guarding a drug dealer and trying to limit the effects of his drugs on his clientele." Schaduw replies, "And you think my persuasion implies I could be one of these Jedi Guardians?"
Tohkran leaned forward and studied Schaduw for a moment. "Your persuasion abilities are what I, and others like me, call a 'mindtrick' and might indicate you have other abilities. Have you ever managed to do other things that are unexplained abilities? Besides your persuasion, perhaps when you were in a high emotional state that things moved on their own or levitated, perhaps you once needed a weapon to save yourself and one flew from the ground right into your hand?"
"I rarely find myself in situations that I can't talk my way out of." Schaduw said with a shrug.
"That is commendable I suppose, but yes if you are interested I would like you to welcome you to join my company and learn whatever I can teach you, at least the techniques and abilities you are interested in or have a affinity for."
Schaduw tilted his head back in thought for a few moments before he spoke again. "If I were to go with you, who would help Elans customers?"
Tohkran scratched his beard. "You bring up a good point, you mentioned that he wasn't particularly worried about the missing medical stocks, do you think he actually knows what you are doing and is ok with it? Perhaps you can actually use your persuasion abilities to make Elan rethink his life a little, to do what you do currently. Stopping the trade in drugs is rather impossible, but perhaps making sure a dealer actually slips his customers a counter-agent once in a while and doesn't oversell his drugs to them just to keep them addicted and earn credits might be a good thing." Tohkran offered.
"I could do that." Schaduw said as he pushed off the wall and walked out the door. seeing Elan across the room he walked straight towards the balosar dealer.
"Finished talking already?" Elan said as he fidgeted with something in a case.
Schaduw stopped a pace from Elan and looked him straight in the eye as he spoke, using the 'mind trick' as tohkran had called it to lace his words. "You will start giving your customers the counteragent to their highs when they buy them, you will not charge them for the counter agent." he said in the same peculiar tone he had used on tohkran.
"I will give my customers the counteragent, I wont charge them for it." Elan replied looking a little vague for a moment, he blinked a few times as Schaduw broke eye contact but otherwise showed no evidence to knowing what had happened.
Tohkran followed quietly and observed Schaduw using his abilities, not interfering, after a moment he cleared his throat. "Well then, Schaduw, does that mean you accept my offer?"
"Offer? What offer?" Elan asked raising his voice a little.
"I'm leaving, you'll need a new bodyguard. You shouldn't need worry too much though, the other dealers are pretty convinced you're untouchable at this point." Schaduw said in response to Elan. "Maybe Derrick at the gate could do it, he's competent."
"Derrick is noticeable, not a shadow on the wall that most people dismiss." Elan said with a snort "I could increase your pay if you're unhappy with the current amount." he added with an almost pleading tone.
"This job was never about the money" Schaduw replied as he turned away from Elan and walked to Tohkran. "Lead on then." he said to the Jedi.
Tohkran nodded and bowed his head towards Elan. "I hope your business stays as healthy as the health of your customers." He says and leads Schaduw away, back to the entrance to retrieve his blaster and cane. As they walked he turned to Schaduw, "You should also know I have several others who I am currently instructing to understand and develop their abilities. I hope you get along with them." He said with a smile and then went silent as they reached the entrance and he nodded to the security. "Hello again, I am here to collect my blaster and walking stick."
"Sure gimpy" The human guard said as he opened the strongbox which now only held Tohkrans gear.
He ignored the look Schaduw was giving him at the name and just chuckled, accepting his blaster and cane back. "Oh I do believe Elan needs to talk to you Derrick." Tohkran added and with a last smile turned and walked away, with a almost literal shadow following him. The journey to the Killer Whale was without trouble and Marack was already waiting for them. "Marack, my search was successful as you see. Schaduw meet my friend Marack, Marack meet Schaduw, who will in time become someone who allows me to call him friend as well." With the introductions done there was nothing else to be said really and they walked aboard the freighter with Marack going to the cockpit once more, leaving Tohkran with his new padawan who he started to talk about what it would be like to be among the others in Tohkran's care.
Bestine Minor, Safe Refuge
The search for a new padawan
Tohkran watched on as he saw Meilyan was instructing some of the younglings on how to meditate, chuckling softly when she noticed that two of the younger boys had actually fallen asleep and was shaking them awake to remind them that meditation was not the same as sleeping and proceeded to instruct them in the way to clear their minds and focus, without falling asleep. "She's becoming a fine teacher." He mused to himself, it was true Meilyan seems genuinely to care for the well-being of the children and he saw that instructing them also gave her further insight of her own capabilities, by teaching them she was teaching herself.
Well that, and Huyang was also instructed her in saber combat and fighting thanks to his accumulated knowledge over the centuries since his construction as a instructor for jedi younglings and lightsaber expert. Perhaps if Meilyan was interested by helping to instruct the younglings more often he could also satisfy Huyang's request of a additional teacher or a assistant in his teachings at the same time. Something to consider he thought to himself and then smiled seeing Meilyan make the children laugh as she briefly levitated off the ground and rolled mid-air.
He became aware of a presence approaching and turned just as the shadow of the Herglic Marack enveloped him, smiling he nodded. "Ah, Marack, good to see you my friend. Is the ship prepared?"
"As ready as it will be." The Herglic said with a shrug. "Still want to go to Atzerri? It isn't the most hospitable place you know."
Tohkran started to move to the landing pad, Marack walking at his side as he answered his friend's question with calmly. "Yes, I have heard rumours a force user might be hiding there, they might be false of course but since it is close to here I figure I ought to check it out if there is any truth to it. From what I gathered, while a unsavory place, it is a planet where one can find refuge and hide." Nothing further was added as the duo reached the 'Killer Whale' and boarded it. Tohkran making himself comfortable while Marack went into the cockpit which was adjusted for his size and within moments had the freighter lifted up from the ground and into space.
It was not a long hyperspace journey and some time later they dropped out, Marack saying over the ship's intercom they were approaching the planet now and that he was finding a suitable location to land for Tohkran to start his investigation if the rumors were true of a possible force user hiding on the planet. Once landed he bid his friend to stay with the ship while he went out and started to search for some of the local cantinas and other, similar establishments to see if he could learn anything about local tales or legends of a person or being with 'mystical' powers.
After passing though several establishments in Talos, mostly getting only nonsensical gibberish from drunk spacers a few of the stories Tohkran was hearing started to form a pattern. Several of the stories mentioned odd happenings in the Pemblehov district, though considering the drug trade there it could easily be a wild bantha chase.
He nodded to himself and frowned, while it was feasible for someone to hide in a district like that it also bode concern that if he questioned things further there or seemed too overly curious other people might take interest in him, unwanted interest. But with nothing else left to do he decided to venture into the Pemblehov district and see the if the things he heard about that place were true or not and continue his investigation.
Pemblehov seemed much like the the descriptions he had heard, not the cleanest looking area of the city though brightly lit enough to almost rival the traders plaza. the crowd was more likely to stick to themselves here though except for those that were working, several of which called out to Tohkran as he passed trying to entice him to take part of their services including a gungan and togruta female among the many twi'leks that were visible.
There were also a number of less flamboyant characters seeking Tohkrans attention offering all manner of vice from simple Tobacco to Deathsticks, Rill spice and Rokna blue. Most of these people had a bodyguard nearby, some remaining less conspicuous than others.
Taking a deep breath and smiling kindly at the nice scantily clad Twi'lek but refusing her offer to join her in a private room he continued on his way, perhaps, in a district like this a newcomer had to face some thugs eventually. So perhaps if there was a force user here he should learn if there was anyone the locals gangs, thugs and other criminal groups avoid after either having a single person keep several opponents at bay or simply managed to persuade them to do something they normally would never do.
After some discrete inquiries, and being told to shove a blaster up his arse in multiple colourful ways by a few people he questioned, Tohkran learned of a dealer who seemed to be rising fast despite the competition in the area.
Until about a year ago the dealer, was relatively unknown, like the majority of the pushers in the district. then for some reason more customers began to repeat their business from him, fewer complained and even a few regulars from others began to buy from him. The dealers product wasn't above standard, in fact is was of pretty average quality. Eventually a few of the more prominent and wealthier dealers tried to find out how this low level dealer was getting so much business. some of them sent discrete questioners most of which came back with little of use, others tried sending enforcers to eliminate the dealer, they never returned.
"I see... well thank you for that information... but I sadly have to refuse to shove a blaster up my arse... even if you pay a hundred credits to see it... Good day." He quickly left before the man could offer more credits and decided to go on the information he had received to find out if he could meet this dealer and see if his suspicions were correct of where he could have gained the edge to rise so quickly.
The dealer was actually rather easy to find, despite the attempts on his life he chose not to hide so that his clientele could more easily find him to feed their cravings. Tohkran found himself at a modest apartment complex, his information lead him to believe the dealer had set up shop in the basement of the complex.
Walking into the complex he made his way to the basement to find the dealer, frowning to himself however, if he was a force user he was not sure what to think of using his gifts to be a drug dealer but he would first meet him to see what to make of it all. It was wise remain guarded and wary though.
The basement was large, likely intended to be used as a storage facility if the apartments above had been owned by a single entity, as it was more than a few people had moved in with crude lean-tos thrown up against structural supports or walls in the basement with clusters of trinkets or other basic utilities for living around them. A few quiet questions soon lead Tohkran to the dealers area of the basement, a section that had reinforced walls around it and appeared to be a secure lockup area from the complex's original construction. At the entrance stood a Gungan and a Human armed with blasters and vibroblades, security it appeared.
Tohkran approached the security, leaning on his cane, mostly trying to convey the appearance of someone who wasn't a threat, that or at least make the appearance that he was someone they could easily handle if he was a threat. "Good day." He bowed his head. "I was told a certain businessman resides here, I was hoping to meet with him and perhaps discuss some maters."
One of the guards stepped inside the door and returned with a strongbox a moment later while the gungan kept their eyes on tohkran. "Leave your weapons here." The human said as he opened the strongbox, a pair of blasters were already inside.
Tohkran retrieved the blaster at his side, which was more for show than anything else, and placed it in the strongbox.
The human guard eyed the cane Tohkran held for a moment before tapping his foot.
Tohkran looked at the guard and smiled softly, "You wouldn't try to take an old man's walking stick, would you?" He said, putting some suggestion wit hthe force in his words while tapping his leg, indicating it was a prosthetic due to him having it lost at the hands of a oversized bug.
"I've seen plenty of otherwise harmless folks hide blades and occasionally blasters in 'walking sticks' my boss prefers caution. Leave the cane." The human guard replied
"I suppose that is understandable, but most people would also install such things in prosthetics, so I suppose it is only fair you also check my leg if you wish to carry out your job? I do rather wish to keep it though, unless you have any spare hover chairs around, preferably ones that are not made or supplied by jawas." He replied with a smile as he placed the cane in the hand of the guard.
"You make a valid point." The human said as he walked back through the door and retrieved a hand scanner. "Pants, drop em." The guard said flatly.
He raised a brow and calmly rolled up his pants to the point where the prosthetic was attached to his flesh. "Scan away."
"Keep being difficult and we'll make this a body cavity search, in the interests of being thorough of course. I said drop them." The guard replied flatly again.
He shrugged and dropped his pants unceremoniously. "At least be so kind to not push a blaster up my ass, I had that rather strange offer several times today. Among other things to stuff in there..."
"I'll only stick something up there if I intend to pull something else out." The guard replied with a grin, "Him I cant speak for." He said as he nodded his head at the Gungan guard who was eyeing Tohkrans crotch.
"Haa," The Gungan replied with a slight snort. "Meesa not interested, hesa's 'concealed weapon' would makes a jawa weeps."
The human guard laughed and began scanning Tohkrans leg. After a few moments the human stood up again and nodded that Tohkran could pull his pants back up and proceed through the door as he put the strongbox back with Tohkrans cane and blaster in it.
He endured it in silence and nodded to both guards after he pulled up his pants and let him through, limping as he moved forwards.
Once through the door Tohkran was in a well lit and spartan hallway that had been painted a soft purple colour with several doors along its length all heavily secured by electronic and physical locks. At the end of the hall was an open set of doors that lead to a room furnished in lavish fashion and set up similarly to a throne room... if a small one.
He frowned at the sight but continued making his way to the chamber with the throne room setting, looking for the supposed Balosar dealer he had been told about.
Tohkran would need to wait for a few minutes before he caught sight on anyone, a door to the side of the room opened and a spacer and a balosur, likely the dealer emerged. The Balosar ignored Tohkran after a brief glance at him and continued speaking with the spacer, shaking his hand and assuring him he would find the product to his liking. before bowing slightly and letting the spacer show himself to the exit.
With the spacer gone the balosar turned his attention to Tohkran. "Ah a new customer! what can I get for you my friend?" The balosar said enthusiastically
Smiling Tohkran extended a hand. "Well I heard that you were a up and rising dealer in this district who surprisingly manages to stay not one, but two steps ahead of anyone else."
"Indeed, indeed. Elan Sel'Sabagno is my name. I like to think I stay ahead of the competition by providing discretion and superior customer service." he said with a broad smile. "Maybe with a good bit of caution when it comes to who gets in here as well." He added referring to the guards at the main entrance.
Tohkran tried to cautiously sense anything from the Balosar but he wasn't getting any hint of him using or being capable of using the force. "Well Elan Sel'Sabagno, I am Toh and I was wondering what exactly you have in your stores as it were you can trade with. Though I must say this is not what I expected, I mean, no offense and excuse me for saying this but I hardly expected a Balosar to be running such a profitable operation, surprising that none of the others tried to take you out for muscling in on their territory. You must have a interesting edge."
"Oh some have tried, and failed, this place is quite secure... even if I have had to replace the front doors a few times." Elan said with a shrug and a frown at the entrance. "As for my edge, lets say I know some powerful people, used to work for them on coruscant before I 'upgraded' as it were and as I said, I provide superior service." He continued as he turned to a table along one of the back walls that held a number of containers. "But business, yes business. I have a wide range of products on offer for recreational needs, Black Hole, Thyssel Bark, Gunjack, Magravian Cat, Slick. Or if you're looking for something with a stronger kick I have Rokna blue and my specialty; the finest Deathsticks in the galaxy, 100% pure."
Tohkran nodded slowly going over the drugs, he really started to hope that this man was not the force sensitive he was looking for. "Quite the selection, no, ah problems with the Syndicate or one of their affiliated groups I trust? It would be somewhat problematic if I buy goods only to have the Syndicate move in and take it all because one hasn't paid their fees."
"I mentioned knowing powerful people yes?" Elan said as he picked up a vial of Slick and examined its viscosity for a moment. "Now I will warn you, I don't deal in bulk or large quantities, after all I don't want my customers ODing, these drugs are for recreation after all, cant have customers killing themselves by accident, bad for them as well as my business."
"Naturally, the last thing one wants is have a customer die." Tohkran said, still smiling but growing a bit more restless inside, he was starting to believe he had hit a death end. "How much are you asking for your... 'recreational' goods."
"My prices are competitive I assure you, 200 credits for the really good stuff, ranging from 30 credits for the less potent kinds. Single dosage only." Elan said as he put the Slick down and picked up a Deathstick. "So, you wanna buy a Deathstick?"
Tohkran sighed and waved his hand, "No I don't want to buy any deathsticks."
"You don't wanna buy any deahsticks." Elan said as he put the drug back on the table. A moment later Tohkran found an inactive vibroblade at his throat, the wielder was not Elan and appeared to be a living shadow now that Tohkran had reason to focus on them.
Tohkran rose a brow. "Impressive. Your edge, or one of them I take it? Rather sharp too."
"My bodyguard." Elan said with a nod. "What did he do?" Elan asked the Defel.
"Used the same trick on you that I used on the spies the other dealers sent after you." The Defel answered. "Think carefully about anything else he says." The Defel added, keeping the blade at Tohkrans throat.
So this sentient knew what a mindtrick was and he could use it himself, so the rumors and tales he had heard about were true, partly at least. "You are quite skilled at keeping out of sight, understandable I guess. I was actually hoping we could talk." He calmly said, he figured if he made any move he would feel how sharp the 'edge' really was.
"To Schaduw..." Elan said with a puzzled look. "Most people don't even know he exists..."
The body guard... Schaduw, stayed silent.
"Most people probably didn't knew what to look for." He looked down at the blade at his throat and then at Elan. "If am to be killed without having a conversation I would humbly request my body and personal effects be delivered to a Herglic at the spaceport, he will have them returned to my people."
"Who said anything about killing you, just don't try tricking me again with whatever powers you seem to have." Elan said as he moved away from the table and around the room a little. "Do you actually plan to buy anything or are you just going to waste my time?" Elan said as he turned to face Tohkran again, gesturing for Schaduw to lower his blade as he did, the Defel lowered the blade but otherwise didn't move away.
Tohkran nodded his appreciation and rubbed his throat a moment before answering. "How much does a conversation cost with your man, Schaduw, was it? Assuming he, and you have no problems with that."
"Cost..." Elan said, seemingly confused at the word for a moment before the meaning registered. "Well I can't say its a terribly orthodox request... lets say 200 credits then." Elan said with a smile.
Tohkran nodded and then glanced over at Schaduw. "Assuming you have no objection of course?" He said while holding some credit chits in his hands but not yet handing them over.
Elan took the chits and waved to a side door, though not the one he had come from with the spacer before. Schaduw merely inclined his head and headed towards the door.
Following Tohkran went through the door, seeing a chair he went to it and sat down with a sigh, massaging his leg, the flesh and blood one. "Well." He started, looking up to regard the Defel. "I must admit I was starting to believe the tales and rumors I heard were false until you sensed what I was doing to Elan, my apologies for that but I was not interested in buying any Deathsticks and was looking for a excuse to leave and cut my losses."
The light was such that trying to make out Schaduws expressions was next to impossible as the Defel replied. "Who are you?"
"As I said, I go by the name of Toh, Tohkran in full. And as you may have noticed we might have something in common." He replied, looking curiously at the Defel.
Schaduw shook his head and spoke again in a peculiar tone of voice as he spoke again. "Who Are You?"
He blinked. "I am Tohkran.... jedi." He blinked again and shook his head, looking at the Defel. "Well... that was surprising, you are strong... natural talent or trained by someone?"
"I found a while ago that I could get some people to answer my questions if they wanted to or not, or convince them to do other things, even forget things at times." Schaduw said simply before tilting his head. "You know there is a bounty on jedi?"
Tohkran nodded, "I am aware, are you inclined to collect it? Though I would suggest to not do that, there is a bounty on force users in general, which I suspect you are too, though you may perhaps not know it that you are using the force for your persuasion skills."
"A hunter tried to take me in once, when persuasion failed my blade dissuaded him sufficiently." Schaduw said as he held the blade before him and ran a finger along the flat of its edge. Tohkran could see the blade was clearly the work of a masterforger.
"I can believe that. How came you to be in the service of Elan here?" Tohkran asked, interested in the answer.
"He pays me, gives me a place to live, a purpose." Schaduw said as he leaned against the wall. "And it gives me a chance to help his 'customers'."
At that last part his eyebrows perked up, looking around, he doubted if there was surveillance in this room Schaduw would have said that out loud but still. "I see, and may I ask how do you help his customers?"
"You'll find Elan is far from the worst of the dealers in this area. He only gives out single doses, preventing overdosing as he said. but he was a medical student on coruscant before he got too deep into the drug trade. in addition to the drugs themselves he keeps a stock of medicines that can reverse the effects or temper the side effects of the drugs he sells. usually they don't solve the addictive effects but they do temper the less pleasant effects." Schaduw said as he sheathed his blade again. "When customers leave with their product I tend to slip them a counteragent. Elan doesn't keep as close an eye on the medical stock levels, he uses them on occasion to make other drugs but otherwise just keeps stock levels consistent and orders more then one is getting low. I'm sure he knows someone else is taking them, though I'm not sure he is particularly worried about it either."
"I see, very noble of you to do so, I commend you on your actions. Know I think I ought to come clean why I came here, looking for you from the rumors and tales I've heard." Tohkran continued slowly, tracing through his beard for a moment to order his thoughts. "As I said, my name is Tohkran... and I am a Jedi. I do hope you either have not heard or at least have a skeptical view of most of the boogeyman tales surrounding Jedi. Either case, I came here hoping to find someone strong in the force, because I heard rumors of such a individual being present on this planet. I was hoping to meet this person and talk, just like we are doing, and perhaps be able to offer him or her safety from the hunters out there in return for training and help me do some good in this galaxy at war. If that person was interested of course, I do not force anyone and I am happy to answer any questions you may have for me."
"What do you mean by that 'good in the galaxy'?" Schaduw replied after a moments thought.
"Well for example, I have a small shipyard business and I refuse to make war material for any of the current sides in the wider galactic conflict, if I have to take a governmental contract it is either for the local police forces or, currently a contract building medical frigates for the Republic. Other examples are that I would like is to see slavery, which I see with increasing pace being more widely accepted by the CIS, be abolished. The jedi were once called the peacekeepers and guardians of the Republic, aiding police forces into apprehending criminals and be diplomats during times of war, I would like to see those days return."
"That does sound more enticing that guarding a drug dealer and trying to limit the effects of his drugs on his clientele." Schaduw replies, "And you think my persuasion implies I could be one of these Jedi Guardians?"
Tohkran leaned forward and studied Schaduw for a moment. "Your persuasion abilities are what I, and others like me, call a 'mindtrick' and might indicate you have other abilities. Have you ever managed to do other things that are unexplained abilities? Besides your persuasion, perhaps when you were in a high emotional state that things moved on their own or levitated, perhaps you once needed a weapon to save yourself and one flew from the ground right into your hand?"
"I rarely find myself in situations that I can't talk my way out of." Schaduw said with a shrug.
"That is commendable I suppose, but yes if you are interested I would like you to welcome you to join my company and learn whatever I can teach you, at least the techniques and abilities you are interested in or have a affinity for."
Schaduw tilted his head back in thought for a few moments before he spoke again. "If I were to go with you, who would help Elans customers?"
Tohkran scratched his beard. "You bring up a good point, you mentioned that he wasn't particularly worried about the missing medical stocks, do you think he actually knows what you are doing and is ok with it? Perhaps you can actually use your persuasion abilities to make Elan rethink his life a little, to do what you do currently. Stopping the trade in drugs is rather impossible, but perhaps making sure a dealer actually slips his customers a counter-agent once in a while and doesn't oversell his drugs to them just to keep them addicted and earn credits might be a good thing." Tohkran offered.
"I could do that." Schaduw said as he pushed off the wall and walked out the door. seeing Elan across the room he walked straight towards the balosar dealer.
"Finished talking already?" Elan said as he fidgeted with something in a case.
Schaduw stopped a pace from Elan and looked him straight in the eye as he spoke, using the 'mind trick' as tohkran had called it to lace his words. "You will start giving your customers the counteragent to their highs when they buy them, you will not charge them for the counter agent." he said in the same peculiar tone he had used on tohkran.
"I will give my customers the counteragent, I wont charge them for it." Elan replied looking a little vague for a moment, he blinked a few times as Schaduw broke eye contact but otherwise showed no evidence to knowing what had happened.
Tohkran followed quietly and observed Schaduw using his abilities, not interfering, after a moment he cleared his throat. "Well then, Schaduw, does that mean you accept my offer?"
"Offer? What offer?" Elan asked raising his voice a little.
"I'm leaving, you'll need a new bodyguard. You shouldn't need worry too much though, the other dealers are pretty convinced you're untouchable at this point." Schaduw said in response to Elan. "Maybe Derrick at the gate could do it, he's competent."
"Derrick is noticeable, not a shadow on the wall that most people dismiss." Elan said with a snort "I could increase your pay if you're unhappy with the current amount." he added with an almost pleading tone.
"This job was never about the money" Schaduw replied as he turned away from Elan and walked to Tohkran. "Lead on then." he said to the Jedi.
Tohkran nodded and bowed his head towards Elan. "I hope your business stays as healthy as the health of your customers." He says and leads Schaduw away, back to the entrance to retrieve his blaster and cane. As they walked he turned to Schaduw, "You should also know I have several others who I am currently instructing to understand and develop their abilities. I hope you get along with them." He said with a smile and then went silent as they reached the entrance and he nodded to the security. "Hello again, I am here to collect my blaster and walking stick."
"Sure gimpy" The human guard said as he opened the strongbox which now only held Tohkrans gear.
He ignored the look Schaduw was giving him at the name and just chuckled, accepting his blaster and cane back. "Oh I do believe Elan needs to talk to you Derrick." Tohkran added and with a last smile turned and walked away, with a almost literal shadow following him. The journey to the Killer Whale was without trouble and Marack was already waiting for them. "Marack, my search was successful as you see. Schaduw meet my friend Marack, Marack meet Schaduw, who will in time become someone who allows me to call him friend as well." With the introductions done there was nothing else to be said really and they walked aboard the freighter with Marack going to the cockpit once more, leaving Tohkran with his new padawan who he started to talk about what it would be like to be among the others in Tohkran's care.
Eh the pm system here can work for collabs too, but they need to make notifications of new messages easier, or hell just be able to know you have a new message instead of just counting up the amount of messages in pms you have received..
It is still alive and sir Firewombat ought to check his pm box for the pm I send you :p
About 3 days ago actually, though the whole pm functionality on the site might need a improvement or two
About 3 days ago actually, though the whole pm functionality on the site might need a improvement or two
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