Biggs
SWRP Writer
- Joined
- May 17, 2016
- Messages
- 53
- Reaction score
- 3
San dunes rolled over one by one, the setting suns glimmered in the distance. Wind and sand blew in Bishops face, however the effect of the sand dwindled as Bishop wasn't organic. The land speeder pilot glanced over to Bishop, giving him a once over. A sentient droid like him wasn't the norm. Mos Doba appeared in the distance, a cantina was located there and inside that cantina was a first officer of a weapons dealer army. He was Bishops first clue to finding the whereabouts of the weapons dealer he was hired to kill. Corporations don't like it when weapons dealer start selling in their territory. That's what side of this Bishop was on. Corporations paid more than almost anybody besides the Hutts, and the Hutts like to use hunters that they already know about, Bishop was relatively new at this, not killing but being paid for it.
The air speeder set down in a small sand covered clearing a little ways off from the main town itself. Not much bigger than Mos Eisley, yet it had double the villainy. Bishop raised his hood to shield his face from any wandering eyes. At this point he truly didn't care but it was better to be safe than sorry. Hutts had people that would sell information to you for cheap, another reason not to work for them, you never know who you can potentially trust. Corps however where usually more high brow and wouldn't sell out. Though this army the weapons dealer supposedly has isn't anything to be trifled with. He owns Mos Doba and has a camp in Mos Pelgo, next stop if first officer whatever didn't pan out...
The air speeder set down in a small sand covered clearing a little ways off from the main town itself. Not much bigger than Mos Eisley, yet it had double the villainy. Bishop raised his hood to shield his face from any wandering eyes. At this point he truly didn't care but it was better to be safe than sorry. Hutts had people that would sell information to you for cheap, another reason not to work for them, you never know who you can potentially trust. Corps however where usually more high brow and wouldn't sell out. Though this army the weapons dealer supposedly has isn't anything to be trifled with. He owns Mos Doba and has a camp in Mos Pelgo, next stop if first officer whatever didn't pan out...