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Nal Hutta was hardly a place known for its laws, however, since some of its Hutt Families could see a potential gain in incarcerating their enemies, prisons still existed on the swampy world. Alas, it was in one such jail that Magnus Hammerhand now found himself, after that ill-fated mission against the Mandalorians. The gaol itself was not much to be impressed by, a converted Hutt palace of one squat tower, surrounded by a five meter fence adorned with spikes, a single gate leading to a collection of landing pads. Its main defence was its location in the middle of 'frak off nowhere' as Magnus had been told, and so - he sat on a bench in the main yard, and felt jolly forlorne.
Next to him, was a collection of excerize gear, dumbells, a few static bikes and a collection of footballs. Nobody was with him, save the bored looking guard who stared at him from the main tower, and another two who watched idly from the watchtowers that dottd the fence. "Boo!" he shouted to one of the guards, waking them up perhaps from their daydreaming.
"Bored." the chunky man lamented to himself, not that anyone was listening - silently hoping that his Imperial Contractors would make good on the small print of his contract, and come rescue him. After all, death by boredom was not a good way to go....
Next to him, was a collection of excerize gear, dumbells, a few static bikes and a collection of footballs. Nobody was with him, save the bored looking guard who stared at him from the main tower, and another two who watched idly from the watchtowers that dottd the fence. "Boo!" he shouted to one of the guards, waking them up perhaps from their daydreaming.
"Bored." the chunky man lamented to himself, not that anyone was listening - silently hoping that his Imperial Contractors would make good on the small print of his contract, and come rescue him. After all, death by boredom was not a good way to go....
@Faded Truth @Gian Greydragon