- Character Profile
- Jan 25, 2020
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"You make this much bounty hunting?" His young apprentice suddenly piped up, mouth agape as bright eyes scanned over the ancient building. Klied chuckled.
"No, of course not." He answered. "This is a family heirloom." He looked at the boy. "Survive long enough and you might be able to retire to a place like this though. If you're smart."
"You better teach me damn well then..." The boy replied absently as he continued to gawk at the scenery. Klied smirked before turning his attention to the security droids.
"I'm expecting three more guests." He informed them as he handed holos to one of the machines. "Mr. Sauvage, Ms. Ryun and Ms. Tila. Please admit anyone else they request entry for and direct them to the trophy room." The droids obediently replied with a simultaneous Yes my Lord. Before allowing them to pass and retaking their positions guarding the entrance. Outside there was a small crowd of journalists taking pictures and shouting questions. Klied ignored them outright, not even sparing a glance in their direction. Of course, the Raxx estate was busy for the first time in ages. The head of the household, who many thought was dead, was strutting about and making all kinds of sudden changes. Curiosity abounded. But the hunter had no interest in feeding the buzzards, let them wonder.
The hired servants greeted him humbly as he made his way towards the manor house, drawing a slight scowl from Tegan. They boy had made it abundantly clear he didn't much care to see people groveling before others, even if they were paid workers and not slaves. Klied didn't say anything to him, instead politely replying to each of the men and women they passed and trying to keep moving. In truth he didn't much care for the formalities either, but things worked a certain way on Onderon and that wasn't about to change just for him. Just as outside the staff had brought new life to the manor's interior. Klied hadn't seen it so beautiful in years. He could actually see his reflection on the floor of the mansion's foyer. Together they made their way down one of the numerous halls to a high ceilinged room. a series of tall windows along one wall let bright rays of sunlight fall upon the wooden floor. Comfortable furniture and polished tables cluttered the interior, rugs made from various animal pelts beneath their legs. On the other three walls of the room, covering almost the entire surface, were both portraits of various Raxx family members beside their kills, and the stuffed heads of countless beasts. Large and small, carnivore and herbivore, ranging from wild cats to wampas and much, much larger. The center piece of the trophy room, towards which all the furniture was facing, was the head of a lesser Krayt Dragon. Directly beneath it on a pedestal rested a pristinely polished dragon pearl. While Tegan stopped again to gawk Klied walked over to a luxurious chair and fell backwards into it, putting his feet up on the painstakingly cleaned table as he looked around at both his own and his predecessors' handiwork.
"Best make yourself at home kid." He said to the teenager as he leaned back into the excessively cushioned seat and closed his eyes. "We might be waiting for a while. And there's a lot of ground to cover once the gang is all here..."
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