Forest Moon of Endor, Moddell Sector, Outer Rim, Territories
Knowing those two they will find something and it won’t be boring. A chuckle escaped her at the thought while crickets chirped nearby and an unknown let out its call in the distance far north. The Endorian forest had a certain charm from Minerva’s point of view.
It was harsh yet beautiful and it’s natural inhabitants certainly understood it more than any outsider like herself could possibly know. Standing up Minerva Checked her blaster rifle again and remarked.
“They should be here shortly.”
A few rotations ago she received a contract to eliminate a sizable pirate band called the Dreadlocks that was becoming rather aggressive throughout the whole sector. Of course the credits were good and it was an exicicting challenge but it was the fact that the Dreadlock captain had been known to loot Mandalorian armor and weapons and sell it on the galactic black market that convinced her to take the job.
Underneath the helmet Minerva gritted her teeth in silent fury. His life is forfeit, he just doesn’t know it yet. Subsequently she heard the whine of engines above and looked. Her scowl became a fierce grin as thunder began to roar. The Vod were here.
After accepting the contract, Minerva had sent out a coded message about it on Mandalorian frequency and it was answered by a party of two willing to assist. Watching the vessel descend she nodded, eager for what’s to come.
@Kenico @DarkSaber
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