Klied couldn't help but smirk as he approached the bar of the star yacht he was traveling on. The other passengers standing around immediately turned to him with confused or disdainful looks, some even seeming perturbed by his wild appearance and walking away. It never ceased to amuse the beast hunter how out of place he had become to his native high society. He very much enjoyed using his family's wealth to secure passage on the most expensive ships, just so he could torment his fellow aristocrats with his uncultured presence. It was something his uncle had loved to do as well. He was happy to keep the tradition alive.
But of course he had a guest with him on this trip, and didn't want to be inhospitable. He ordered two drinks from the unnerved bartender, one for himself and the other for the Mandalorian River Wren, or at least the Mandalorian he thought was River Wren. He returned to their booth with a smile, sliding Song her drink as he sat down across from her. "Comfortable?" He asked, clearly reveling in the looks they were getting. Mandalorians weren't exactly a welcome sight around here either. "We should be touching down in Kunbal in a few hours. We'll have to tread carefully, word has it two tribes in the area are on the brink of war. We won't want to get caught in the middle of that..." Normally Klied would never risk hunting in an area under such circumstances, but war on Kalee was more common than the changing seasons. There was always fighting going on somewhere, Kunbal was one of the few regions where the tribes weren't currently at each others throats. So they had little choice.
It had been some time since Klied last visited Kalee. Were it not such a war-torn mess he'd hunt here far more often. The Kaleesh were his kind of people. Deeply steeped in hunter traditions and appreciating of the animalistic nature of all sentient beings. They understood the importance of being able to survive with nothing. They could stand to be a little less bloodthirsty, but Klied still had a tremendous level of respect for them. He had a tremendous level of respect for Song as well, the Mandalorian that had fought side by side and nearly died with him on Dantooine just a few weeks ago. He was hoping to get to know the Mandalorian better, and perhaps find a new hunting partner on this journey. He chuckled as he focused on her unreadable helmet. "Maybe I'll get me one of those bone masks for myself. Bet I could pull off the faceless wanderer look twice as well as you." He joked as he took a gulp of his drink.
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But of course he had a guest with him on this trip, and didn't want to be inhospitable. He ordered two drinks from the unnerved bartender, one for himself and the other for the Mandalorian River Wren, or at least the Mandalorian he thought was River Wren. He returned to their booth with a smile, sliding Song her drink as he sat down across from her. "Comfortable?" He asked, clearly reveling in the looks they were getting. Mandalorians weren't exactly a welcome sight around here either. "We should be touching down in Kunbal in a few hours. We'll have to tread carefully, word has it two tribes in the area are on the brink of war. We won't want to get caught in the middle of that..." Normally Klied would never risk hunting in an area under such circumstances, but war on Kalee was more common than the changing seasons. There was always fighting going on somewhere, Kunbal was one of the few regions where the tribes weren't currently at each others throats. So they had little choice.
It had been some time since Klied last visited Kalee. Were it not such a war-torn mess he'd hunt here far more often. The Kaleesh were his kind of people. Deeply steeped in hunter traditions and appreciating of the animalistic nature of all sentient beings. They understood the importance of being able to survive with nothing. They could stand to be a little less bloodthirsty, but Klied still had a tremendous level of respect for them. He had a tremendous level of respect for Song as well, the Mandalorian that had fought side by side and nearly died with him on Dantooine just a few weeks ago. He was hoping to get to know the Mandalorian better, and perhaps find a new hunting partner on this journey. He chuckled as he focused on her unreadable helmet. "Maybe I'll get me one of those bone masks for myself. Bet I could pull off the faceless wanderer look twice as well as you." He joked as he took a gulp of his drink.
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