The night was cool, and chilled, a small breeze found its way into the small cantina where we found Rakiss Vano. The cantina being called the “Loth cat den” the mandalorian came here and to this planet often. He wasn’t here on business, well at least none outside of his clan. No he had come here on a more personal matter, though for once he wished wasn’t the case. He had many fond memory's here and he wanted to keep it that way but this was the only place he felt he should tell the information he was about to give. For the time being the cantina was populated by a decent amount of people at this late hour laughs were had and drinks were flowing left and right. Only Rakiss stayed silent for he was a man of few words and no one out of the ordinary would approach him for one reason, he was sure it had to do with his mandalorian amor he wore. Looking around slowly scanning the room he was in deep thought “where is he? That little brother of mine is always late...... guess I’ll have to wait as always for him to show up.“ so there he sat slightly annoyed but content hopping his brother wasn’t acting too much a fool until he showed up. But that was fine the peace he found at the lone table was soothing in a way, he and his brother had been on the clock 24/7 for while and this offered a time to be still for once. As the cantina life was blooming he just sat and awaited until his brother would come and it would be time to get to work once again in this galaxy they called home.
