Recent content by Cho Wroth

Within himself Cho was roaring hate and fear, yet a cold silence started to fall upon him. Some thing the darkness called him to calm himself. Crushing his rage Cho noted that his focus had all but lost to him. The calming silence in the force gave him crystal focus. The renewed focus made his...

Within the silence that Cho waited, he drew in the force which spoke of the coming pain, blood and death. Opening his bag of metal shards that he kept at his side he broke them down into six piles. A nudge in the force made him lift his head. The doors opened and beings started to flood out five...

Getting a read that his partner was not going to engage his target Cho swept fast and hard at the last bi-vane. Pushing his guns to their limits he led his target. With a wicked grin he swung wide to make the last bi-vane regret for running like it had. Spinning back upon the main ship Cho...

Through the force he felt his partner's frustration as well as the pilots' fear in the combat. Catching on that Cyzyn had grabbed one with a tractor beam Cho aimed his Ion cannon which he double charged for faster recharge and sent three blasts at the slowed ship. The first missed but the other...

Cho moved in utter silence as he approached the base. Checking the other vents and emergency hatches Cho used his saber to sever the mechanical parts of the vents and hatches allowing the electronic systems alone. Jamming and damaging the joints would hinder the escape of both gases and the...

Darkness, endless darkness, it moved silently here and there touching beacons light. Swallowing the beacons and bringing about more darkness. The darkness hungers for more and will not sate it'll darkness engulfs all and all becomes dark. They come through the darkness, let us show them what...

Staring at Cyzyn Cho blinked his eyes. Maybe he miss translated his words he did have a bad time with even basic. Cursing in noghri Cho tried to get his point over clearer this time. How would you go about hunting Sith hounds? You would not go into their lair blind and on their terms. Passing...

One, two, three, Cho counted the items he chose for the infiltration, pulling them carefully one at a time. The Ion grenades and static grenades he placed in their sleeves of an elongated back pack. Twenty Ion and statics filled the pack yet there was still more room. Another smaller pack he had...

Sitting in the cold inky blackness simply floating a matte black Triskele Patrol Craft looked like a forgotten ship adrift in space. The ship looked dead from every aspect but one, minimal life support was feeding a space suit keeping one noghri alive. In a deep meditation Cho sat in his pilot's...

Checking and rechecking Cho Wroth wanted no mistakes or errors in their retreat. Taking the scout lead he moved slowly stretching out his senses in the force. Not feeling anyone near by he pushed on avoiding the other warehouse droids. He had felt the flow of power before he started that showed...

Searching out for the life around the droids to find them Cho was having a bit of trouble. When their target sounded off Cho noticed the shift of life from the roof. Running up a flight of steps to get near the last few steps Cho with his saber in hand started to cut the main supports of the...

Cho listened to the Dread Lord as he spoke of their target. Nodding in silence Wroth looked for a path to the center of the warehouse. Looking and sizing up the place he noted that a set of stairway rising from the center of the warehouse to the roof. Moving as if any angle they could be seen...

Walking with Cyzyn Cho listened to his knowledge and would follow his direction as to which ship might be best. Nearing the warehouse Cho's nose picked up the smell of grease and heavy oils. Cho swept the warehouse with his force trying to sense living beings. A few minutes later he got the info...

Cho had questions on his mind and the one posed to him was one for-most on his mind. A new ship?.... With a tilt of his head he looked at his partner. The money he had was not much but that mattered little for he could steal one of the pad or hanger somewhere but he'd rather get one honest...

Cho Wroth's Ugly rattled and shook as he made the short orbit and drop to the surface. He didn't need papers for the ship for he was going to scrap it out for a smaller ship that didn't want to fly apart. The little ugly did it's job well and Cho would tell it's maker as soon as he landed what...