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A dusty brown canine stood amongst the shadows, pressing himself into the darkness. It was a large presense, filling the room with a dark essance. "Come out Jhon, unless you afraid." A voice called out amongst the enveloping darkness that consumed the room the presence was located in. The voice was obviously male, it was grim and more like a growl then a simple taunt. A massive beast stalked away from the wall, dispatching itself from the darkness. It was a Shistavanen, dusty brown in color with eyes a deep shade of green. This was RuGaard, the Bounty Hunter, and he was searching for prey.
If the sith could get their hands on Jhon RuGaard was sure that they would pay him well. The canine flexed his polished claws and pressed a hand to his vibrosword, silently sliding the blade from it's sheath. It would block a blow from a lightsaber alot better then his knives, which would be sliced in half, though his other hand strayed to his cleverly concealed throwing knife just in case. I have never fought a Jedi before. Strangly, RuGaard felt no fear, no rush of energy, he was at ease. That was most unual for him, as he was usually on his toes, bouncing and dancing around like a crazed pixie.
Im ready Jhon. RuGaard thought to himself, silently detaching his throwing knife from the light leather belt around his waist. What if I have gone to far? What if I can't win? What if I die? RuGaard parted his jaws to sigh. Oh well, atleast I won't be fried with lightning. RuGaard gave a mrrow of laughter. I might die, but atleast I won't be warned about it first!
All his life RuGaard has had everything fed to him, his father was rich, lived in a palace even. It did not take long for RuGaard to run off to make his own living, it was only after he returned to the palace that he realized it would have been better to stay, to protect his father who had been recently assassinated. That was what ruined him, made him who he was. That was what turned him into a monster. All the evidense pointed to the Jedi, at first RuGaard did not believe that the Jedi would do such a terrible thing, assassinate a royal, but then a Sith acolyte had told him of what he witnessed the Jedi doing, and it seemed like the truth.
For days the acolyte dug deeper into RuGaard's mind, yearning for RuGaard to tell him everything. It helped, to let someone else share his burden, and now, convinced that the Jedi had comitted the crime, he was eager to punish them for the deed, not caring who actually did it. The acolyte specifically said that all of them must pay, that they all must father his father's fate. Death.
If the sith could get their hands on Jhon RuGaard was sure that they would pay him well. The canine flexed his polished claws and pressed a hand to his vibrosword, silently sliding the blade from it's sheath. It would block a blow from a lightsaber alot better then his knives, which would be sliced in half, though his other hand strayed to his cleverly concealed throwing knife just in case. I have never fought a Jedi before. Strangly, RuGaard felt no fear, no rush of energy, he was at ease. That was most unual for him, as he was usually on his toes, bouncing and dancing around like a crazed pixie.
Im ready Jhon. RuGaard thought to himself, silently detaching his throwing knife from the light leather belt around his waist. What if I have gone to far? What if I can't win? What if I die? RuGaard parted his jaws to sigh. Oh well, atleast I won't be fried with lightning. RuGaard gave a mrrow of laughter. I might die, but atleast I won't be warned about it first!
All his life RuGaard has had everything fed to him, his father was rich, lived in a palace even. It did not take long for RuGaard to run off to make his own living, it was only after he returned to the palace that he realized it would have been better to stay, to protect his father who had been recently assassinated. That was what ruined him, made him who he was. That was what turned him into a monster. All the evidense pointed to the Jedi, at first RuGaard did not believe that the Jedi would do such a terrible thing, assassinate a royal, but then a Sith acolyte had told him of what he witnessed the Jedi doing, and it seemed like the truth.
For days the acolyte dug deeper into RuGaard's mind, yearning for RuGaard to tell him everything. It helped, to let someone else share his burden, and now, convinced that the Jedi had comitted the crime, he was eager to punish them for the deed, not caring who actually did it. The acolyte specifically said that all of them must pay, that they all must father his father's fate. Death.
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