Dahuntsman1
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Outer Rim territories, Abrion Sector, the Rishi system
Coming in for a landing, Colton landed his vessel at one of the planets more out of the way starports, but he knew it would still be recognizable, because compared to the many luxury passenger carriers and private starships that were also docked on Rishi, the Litany of Fire looked like a junk heap just waiting to fall apart mid-flight.
Getting out of the pilots chair, Colton armored up, his armor painted black, but was battle-scarred from decades of combat, equipping his blaster pistol, knives, and blaster longrifle, he leaves the Litany of Fire, and after paying the docking fee, made his way to one of the planets many Cantina's.
The planet was a hot and humid world, and in only a few minutes Colton was sweating heavily, softly cursing himself for wearing his armor but not wanting to risk getting caught off guard without it, he looked around at the crowds around him. He wasn't here to get high on spice, bed Twi'lek prostitutes, or get so drunk on booze that he couldn't walk straight while pissing his pants, no. He was there for buisness.
His target was a mercenary turned bandit named Raffa, a Barabel who was wanted dead by the Hutt's to the tune of 17,000 credits, this kind of job was considered easy by Colton, simply shoot the bastard, and bring the poor sod's head in and get the creds.
Entering one of the Cantina's, Colton made his way to the bartender, and spoke "Whats the word around town?"
Coming in for a landing, Colton landed his vessel at one of the planets more out of the way starports, but he knew it would still be recognizable, because compared to the many luxury passenger carriers and private starships that were also docked on Rishi, the Litany of Fire looked like a junk heap just waiting to fall apart mid-flight.
Getting out of the pilots chair, Colton armored up, his armor painted black, but was battle-scarred from decades of combat, equipping his blaster pistol, knives, and blaster longrifle, he leaves the Litany of Fire, and after paying the docking fee, made his way to one of the planets many Cantina's.
The planet was a hot and humid world, and in only a few minutes Colton was sweating heavily, softly cursing himself for wearing his armor but not wanting to risk getting caught off guard without it, he looked around at the crowds around him. He wasn't here to get high on spice, bed Twi'lek prostitutes, or get so drunk on booze that he couldn't walk straight while pissing his pants, no. He was there for buisness.
His target was a mercenary turned bandit named Raffa, a Barabel who was wanted dead by the Hutt's to the tune of 17,000 credits, this kind of job was considered easy by Colton, simply shoot the bastard, and bring the poor sod's head in and get the creds.
Entering one of the Cantina's, Colton made his way to the bartender, and spoke "Whats the word around town?"
