Altair was more than a little nervous about this trip to Ubrikkia. However, the idea had been his and he had to get special permission to take this mission on. In fact, he was pretty sure the clearance approval went all the way up to Raze. He was surprised the Dark Lord authorized it, but it meant Altair was doubly determined to see this through. The tiefling was accompanied with a squad of Imperials as his ship landed on the shipyard planet. He had been allowed to take a bigger ship this time, but it was still not exactly combat oriented.
Right away he could tell he was out of his element. Mandalorians weren’t known to be fans of Sith, and this clan had a history of being xenophobic. Altair was adorned in his Champion armor, the horns prominent and very unique just to him. He held his head up high, determined to make the best impression he could. Altair knew he couldn’t act like a wimp near these people.
Once the Mandalorians arrived to meet him at the designated area near the shipyard, they would notice that the tiefling carried no lightsaber. He had gauntlets but there was no obvious weapon on him outside of that. Altair was almost exclusively focused on hand to hand combat, and he had a feeling that would come into play at some point with the clan.
Altair stepped off with just two Imperials with him, making his way over to the agreed upon meeting place. He was told he would be meeting with someone named Nox Solus. He couldn’t help the way his tail swished back and forth. He half expected the Mando to greet him with a punch to the face.
@Orbit