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Nemeses on Nar Shaddaa
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Clearly, this was the planet where all hopes and dreams went to die. The sheer amount of filth, drunkards, and urban decay around here indicated as much. And what in the name of Andraste was that odor?! Indeed, things apparently did come here to die. The Sith Acolyte known only as The Black Hag continued down the busy walkways of Nar Shadaa, her black cloak and ominous cybernetic eye causing the nearby citizens to move out of her way, no doubt afraid of what she may be hiding under her cloak. Nothing at all, unless three deadly lightsabers counted. The Hag loved this feeling of power, to influence those weaker than her by merely making her presence known. She noticed a young couple up ahead leaning over the railings, gazing out at the wonderful city scenery. She rolled her right eye, the only one still left intact.
"Ignorant fools! The sign clearly says no leaning over the railings. Time to teach them a lesson in safety." She chuckled maniacally to herself and approached the couple as if she was an old woman on a leisurely stroll, and not a one armed Sith Acolyte about to cause some mischief. She slinked through the crowd until she was right up behind the Rodian female.....and pushed! Not with the Force, but with her bare hand. The woman screamed, her arms flailing widely, as if she was bird about to take flight for the first time, before she took the inevitable plummet down, down, down....and down.
She turned towards the Human male, a wicked grin upon her wrinkly face. "The sign says no leaning on the rails, you ignorant scum! Perhaps you'll be so kind as to relay the message to your next lover?" The Hag asked sickly sweet. She cackled loudly, a few passing citizens turning their heads to glance at the elderly woman, perplexed by her sudden outburst. The Human, on the other hand, looked completely horrified, not sure how to handle the situation. The Hag calmed herself down, and began to walk away, not before shouting over her shoulder "I hope she got hit by a speeder on the way down!"
My, my, my she hadn't laughed that hard in years. To see the look on his face...Coven should of been here to record it all! Speaking of that damn medical droid, where was he? He had told her to meet him in a nearby shop to gather medical supplies. It wasn't easy being this old. She used the Force to tap the comlink on her right arm, not being able to use her left arm since she, well, didn't have one.
"Coven! You bucket of bolts! Where are you? You told me to meet you at these coordinates, and now that I'm here, you're no where to be found. Explain yourself!" She yelled, frustrated she had to put up with this droid and his nonsense. The frustration rising within her forced her to shut off the comlink, not wanting to hear what Coven had to say for himself anymore. She felt like pushing something else, and continued to travel along the walkway, looking for the next unlucky fool to cross her path.
View attachment 1979
Clearly, this was the planet where all hopes and dreams went to die. The sheer amount of filth, drunkards, and urban decay around here indicated as much. And what in the name of Andraste was that odor?! Indeed, things apparently did come here to die. The Sith Acolyte known only as The Black Hag continued down the busy walkways of Nar Shadaa, her black cloak and ominous cybernetic eye causing the nearby citizens to move out of her way, no doubt afraid of what she may be hiding under her cloak. Nothing at all, unless three deadly lightsabers counted. The Hag loved this feeling of power, to influence those weaker than her by merely making her presence known. She noticed a young couple up ahead leaning over the railings, gazing out at the wonderful city scenery. She rolled her right eye, the only one still left intact.
"Ignorant fools! The sign clearly says no leaning over the railings. Time to teach them a lesson in safety." She chuckled maniacally to herself and approached the couple as if she was an old woman on a leisurely stroll, and not a one armed Sith Acolyte about to cause some mischief. She slinked through the crowd until she was right up behind the Rodian female.....and pushed! Not with the Force, but with her bare hand. The woman screamed, her arms flailing widely, as if she was bird about to take flight for the first time, before she took the inevitable plummet down, down, down....and down.
She turned towards the Human male, a wicked grin upon her wrinkly face. "The sign says no leaning on the rails, you ignorant scum! Perhaps you'll be so kind as to relay the message to your next lover?" The Hag asked sickly sweet. She cackled loudly, a few passing citizens turning their heads to glance at the elderly woman, perplexed by her sudden outburst. The Human, on the other hand, looked completely horrified, not sure how to handle the situation. The Hag calmed herself down, and began to walk away, not before shouting over her shoulder "I hope she got hit by a speeder on the way down!"
My, my, my she hadn't laughed that hard in years. To see the look on his face...Coven should of been here to record it all! Speaking of that damn medical droid, where was he? He had told her to meet him in a nearby shop to gather medical supplies. It wasn't easy being this old. She used the Force to tap the comlink on her right arm, not being able to use her left arm since she, well, didn't have one.
"Coven! You bucket of bolts! Where are you? You told me to meet you at these coordinates, and now that I'm here, you're no where to be found. Explain yourself!" She yelled, frustrated she had to put up with this droid and his nonsense. The frustration rising within her forced her to shut off the comlink, not wanting to hear what Coven had to say for himself anymore. She felt like pushing something else, and continued to travel along the walkway, looking for the next unlucky fool to cross her path.
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