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"oh nevermind, it's just a really strong drink you tend to find on the outer rim, like, knockout level stuff, I'll take whatever you got for a strong drink." He sighed, leaning his back on the desk, best look natrual and entertain the woman. "What? I can't wander anymore? Can't explore?" He...

There was no need to even catch his attention, as he walked right up to the bar, sighing. "Rancor fury?" He nodded, he needed a strong drink for the absolute shit storm he just got into, and something to make him not nearly as pissed off at these punks. He leaned his back on the bar table...

c'mon.. just a little longer, huh.. ah shit. he heard the siren of the authorities, but they whizzed by, no issue, thank god, he looked about, not that he was worried, they were fools, incompetent nowadays, nothing compared to the first galactic empire, no sirie, he heard stories about their...

boy! what a chase poor "rook" was experiencing today, he had just shook loose of idealistic fools who had, well, not taken a keen liking to him dueling a.. person, over relics, "rook" had gone further down... wow... it was dark.. really dark, and here he was trying to blend in, when out of...

fenn looked at Nakoa, giving him a friendly nod "Hey, it's part of the job, no? I doubt with all our talents combined that we'll go down easy if something happens. Im sure we all got an ace up our sleeves." The ever optimistic mandalorian gave a hearty thumbs up. @Mr. Teatime

"rook" made his way, giddy, as his personality dictated, guess he would just passively reveal his true nature if they encountered anything. "Here I am, reporting and ready to do whatever is needed, if you'll have me that is." He threw up a thumbs up. @The Good Doctor @Javier esschoolbus

Fenn would click on his lightsaber gauntlet, putting on his cloak to prevent people who were familiar with such weapons form immediately identifying him and asking questions, so far, he has managed to keep his identity as the sith champion cremek candorus a secret, though he was hoping he can at...

Fenn turns on his radio. "Fenn reaver, mandalorian contractor, armory, status fine." He sighs, cutting it after he sounded off his status, having returned to get his gear checked after the fight, the prudent thing to do, he clipped on his lightsaber gauntlet, which he disguised to look like a...

Fenn finnaly reloads, giving a disappointed sigh No slugs?.. but those were the most fun! Gods these people didn't know how to mix work and play together, and it showed! He took a defensive position, ready to engage the remaining jellyfish, drawing his side blaster pistol. "Yeah yeah yeah...

Fenn gave a cackle before peaking out to fire once more, nodding to his new companions, he peaked, fireing a few shots before quickly falling back down to avoid the acid strikes. A few more of the beasties fall dead. He yelps when he is barely able, well, visibly.. if he was not putting on an...

Fenn was the first one on the scene, his lust for excitement driving him forward, he took aim firing a slug right into one of the borders, if the chef wanted food specimens, he would need to get it himself, he was here for trophies, he would be damned if a kryze would order a reaver around! yes...

Fenn took out his duel slug throwers, time to rock and roll already?.. alrighty.. "FEH! time to earn our pay lads and some new trophies." He gave a shout to the other Mandalorians about, and proceeded to tactically make a push down to the location of the disturbance, giving a happy go lucky...

"fenn" was excited, how could he not be?.. A chance to earn glory for the sith order by finding new potential places to expand to?.. how could he pass this up, he tightens his gauntlet, familiarising himself with the ships armory, and the fellow mandalorians he had been formed up with in a...