Triton was known as a planet with dead moons, but they served as checkpoints on multiple trade routes. It could connect the Sith to the larger portion of the galaxy, but it would take time to establish a foothold on the planet. He was assigned another Sith to work with, one he hadn’t operated with before.
He chose to wear the Kravos armor this time, though he changed from the helmet to the mask he wore on Ajan Kloss. Truth be told, the helmet didn’t work at all with his pointed ears, smooshing them to his head for a painful fit. He had agreed to meet the fellow Sith on the planet, choosing not to take the trade lanes to avoid the toll he’d need to pay on the moons.
Emryc parked his ship on the only spaceport around. A glance at his datapad detailed that there had been a large problem here of a mercenary company trying to set up shop and interrupting the tritonite way of life. If the Sith wiped these aggressors from the planet, perhaps an agreement could be struck with the tritonite.
He stepped off the exit ramp before closing it behind him, looking around for his contact. He had given her the details of what ship to look for.
@Orbit