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The revelation that Alisaah Tila was Force sensitive had come as an even greater shock to Kliedden Raxx than the knowledge that she was a slave. It seemed the Togruta was just full of surprises. Of course it wasn't enough to just leave it at that. If Ali was going to be joining him and their...

Things certainly hadn't developed as Klied had expected since beginning down this path, but he couldn't exactly say he was displeased with his current circumstances. The original plan had been to hunt the forests of Dxun for an abandoned Mandalorian base, clear out the wildlife, then rebuild it...

Klied sat at a table within the Raxx Estate arsenal, one of his old slugthrowers half disassembled and laid out on a fine cloth before him. He lightly turned over one of the pieces in his hands, blowing on it gently before rubbing it over with another cloth. He was dressed in a plain white...

The estate had improved greatly since his last visit. Klied stood at the opened gateway to his Iziz home, for once dressed like an actual lord. He wore a vibrant blue shirt and long black cape, attire appropriated from his recently acquired corvette. As usual, his trusty Westar remained...

Aboard Commandeered Crusader Corvette en route to Onderon It was over, everyone had gotten through the Hutt blockade and were on their way to safety. Aska was making a detour to Bespin to pick up Ali and her droids, then the group would rendezvous at his estate back on Onderon. Given the...

To most Dxun was den of terror and despair, a savage world where few dared to tread and fewer were lucky enough to survive. To Kliedden Raxx is was his childhood playground. This had been the first place his uncle had brought him on expedition, not long after he was old enough to hold a...

Klied didn't much care for the city of Iziz, not that this would come as a surprise to anyone that knew him. He felt much more comfortable outside the walls of Onderon's capital, in the untamed jungles of his homeworld. But in an effort to accommodate his present company, and because he really...

This was it. They'd done the legwork, gathered the supplies, strategized over every scrap of information they had scrounged up. Now was the time. As the hired shuttle took them lower and lower into the putrid bowels of Coruscant's deepest levels Klied checked his gear. Cycler rifle locked...

This is beneath me... Klied thought with an exhausted groan as he entered the bar. For the past week he and a hundred other hunters had been working tirelessly in an attempt to exterminate an infestation of gizka that had rendered the Kuat Drive Yards near inoperable. As it turned out the...

Even after a week here Klied still hadn't gotten used to Coruscant, he was beginning to think such a thing was physically impossible for someone like him. The hunter wanted to catch his bounty, get his reward, and take a month long trip to the farthest reach of the Outer Rim. And he would, if...

Klied hated the Core, and no planet in it was worse than Coruscant. The constant noise from machinery, ships, droids, and the endless yammering of the people around him was nearly enough to drive the hunter mad. It truly boggled his mind how any sane person could stand to live on this...

Klied stood on the edge of the dock, staring out blankly across the infinite city landscape. His senses were being bombarded from all directions. The incessant chatter of the billions of citizens milling around, the overpowering flashing lights of the holo-boards, and a stench so foul it...

Klied sat back in the comfortable chair, eyes fixed on the datapad in his hand. It bore the image of a man, a middle-aged Pantoran named Ido Mora. The rap sheet beneath the image was long and not very flattering. Even so, the hunter felt uneasy at the thought of hunting him down. "We already...

Klied couldn't help but smirk as he approached the bar of the star yacht he was traveling on. The other passengers standing around immediately turned to him with confused or disdainful looks, some even seeming perturbed by his wild appearance and walking away. It never ceased to amuse the...

Klied enjoyed Dantooine very much. The environment was pleasant, the hunting was good, and the people were simple. The settlers here wanted much of what he wanted, to be left alone away from the choking masses of the inner rim to live simple and honest lives. They were usually pretty friendly...

Felucia was not a planet Klied visited often. He remembered why the moment he stepped of the starship that had brought him there. The extreme ultraviolet rays of the sun were practically burning him alive, and the air was so humid he felt like he could drown just by breathing it. Even an...

Klied worked his jaw uncomfortably, looking out across the crowded street of Mos Espa as he stood in a shaded corner. He was wrapped head-to-toe in Bantha hide and Dewback leather, all but his eyes concealed. His cycler rifle was slung over his shoulder and his arms crossed in a disgruntled...