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Down in the deepest of slums on Nar Shadda, where only the worst criminals ever conceived would go to get a drink, or other pleasures; a depth where all the light is artificial and the air recycled innumerable amount of times; that is where the infamous Vedran Bar resides. Inside is where criminals from around the galaxy could come and get their rest from travels, pick up new work or get in the daily bar brawl. Vedran wasn’t exactly the most glamorous bar in the galaxy, but it was one of the more frequented, and thusly could one could plant the ideas of your immortality…
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“I’m telling you, there is no possible way he could have done those things!” the Rodian jabbed back at his friend across the table.
“And I’m telling you” the Kubaz across from him stared back, “That he did!” They continued to stare at each other over their half empty glasses of Corellian ale attempting to start winning the argument by whoever looks away first.
“What’s the matter with you two,” Came the voice that broke both of their stares. Their friend was a brute of a man and a dim witted one at that.
Both men attempted to plead their case to their friend first, however the rodian was the fastest of the two; “This durned Kubaz is trying to tell me that Severino was able to stop a blaster bolt with his hand on the last mission. That’s simply impossible!”
“I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, I saw it with my own eyes!”
“Stars and Moons Brandt, you were drunk when it happened!”
“I was…” Brandt began before being interrupted again.
“Whoa fellas, tell me, who is this Severino you are discussing here?” the bruly man stopped the two with his hands held up between the two.
The rodians eyes flickered over to a table in the corner of the bar, and then back to the man. Waving his hand quickly, motioning for him to sit down and come close.
“Severino always sits in that corner over there, no matter what time of the day or year it is. Even if somebody is in that chair he will force them too leave. Every time he sits there he orders a drink, but leaves it sit on the counter. He is a very odd man if you ask me, a very odd one indeed.” While he was talking he pointed towards a corner table, one that was directly over the large mans shoulder. “Take a look at him once if you want Lorn, but do it discretely”
Casually, as casually as Lorn could manage, he snuck a glance at this “Severino” in the corner.
What he saw wasn’t anything spectacular, nor was it anything that made him cower in fear. What he saw was a skinny middle aged man, maybe even in his early 50’s sitting at the corner table with his feet propped up on the table. He wasn’t big like him, perhaps he was taller, but that never stopped Lorn from fighting. His attire wasn’t even anything that looked dangerous, it was clean, and had only two visible weapons on his belt, and oddly enough they were twin blasters, one strapped to each thigh.
“I don’t see whats so dangerous about him” Lorn whispered to his green friend Sigurd.
“Exactly, whatever it is that Brandt sees in him I will never know.”
“Kunushka! You were there Sigurd! You saw him take on 3 rampaging Wookiees! There is something about that man, he is not normal.”
“He’s not sane either apparently” Lorn commented with a slight chuckled. Not even he would be crazy enough to try and take on a wookiee, let alone three of them.
“Perfectly logical explanation to that one Brandt, he must have bribed them.”
“Bribed them?!” Brandt could hardly breath correctly, that’s how astounded he was at what he was hearing.
“Hold on guys, wanna explain this one too me also?”
“Alright listen up,” started Sigurd, because Brandt went to get a new drink. “This was two missions ago, we needed to capture a fellow mercenary, however there was a small problem; he had three wookiees on a life debt too him. So we lured them away, and captured the guy when they weren’t around. Unfortunately they came back earlier then we wanted, and let me tell you, I have never seen anything that frightened me more then three bloodthirsty wookiees. Severino over there simply, pulls out the blaster on his right thigh, and kills one a hundred meters out. I’ve never seen anything like it; the bolt goes right through the beast’s eye, collapsing him instantly.”
“By the stars” breathed Lorn, who had leaned in to hear the story better.
“The other two wookiees didn’t believe it either, they stopped their charge towards Severino and went to aid their fallen comrade. That’s not all though. Severino walks over to the wookiees, blaster at his side, in all practicality unarmed against the two beasts. And - this is something I still can’t believe he does – starts talking to them!”
“What did he say?”
“No idea, I was on the ship watching from the cockpit. But whatever it was, they picked up their fallen comrade and turned around, heading back to their own ship. Im telling you, he must’ve bribed them, it’s the only way.”
“Or he tricked them.” Said Brandt, as he sat down with his newly refilled drink, taking a small sip from it.
“You know what I heard that he did once,” Brandt started as the other two turned their attention too him. “I heard he threatened the Supreme Chancellor in his own office!”
Simultaneous cries of “Dyeesh” and “For galaxy's sake” came from the two.
“Come too think of it, I think I may have heard of somebody like this Severino guy you are talking about” Brandt said after a moment of silence between them. “Do you guys happen to know his first name?”
“Zdravko” Whispered Brandt, as if the name was improper to speak aloud in public.
“Then I have heard of him, a couple of mercs I just did a run with said that this Severino fellow has chips implanted in his brain, allowing him to see, hear, and think better then everybody else. And that’s not all” Lorn leaned in further getting closer to the two other; “You know what I think about him? I think he is an escaped mental patient, nobody would have been able to do any of that, or know all that he claims he knows… nobody.”
“I’m not sure what to think anymore about this guy” Sigurd said, staring into his glass. “I want to believe that it all happened but if it did, then wouldn’t he have died after perhaps the first thing we mentioned?”
“Dunno” Brandt said “Whatever he is… he definitely is somebody too watch out for.” Murmurs of agreement came from the other two.
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Over in the corner Severino sat, a small smile on his face. Make one believe you a god, and the other believe you to be insane. Together the two shall make you immortal in Lore…
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“I’m telling you, there is no possible way he could have done those things!” the Rodian jabbed back at his friend across the table.
“And I’m telling you” the Kubaz across from him stared back, “That he did!” They continued to stare at each other over their half empty glasses of Corellian ale attempting to start winning the argument by whoever looks away first.
“What’s the matter with you two,” Came the voice that broke both of their stares. Their friend was a brute of a man and a dim witted one at that.
Both men attempted to plead their case to their friend first, however the rodian was the fastest of the two; “This durned Kubaz is trying to tell me that Severino was able to stop a blaster bolt with his hand on the last mission. That’s simply impossible!”
“I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again, I saw it with my own eyes!”
“Stars and Moons Brandt, you were drunk when it happened!”
“I was…” Brandt began before being interrupted again.
“Whoa fellas, tell me, who is this Severino you are discussing here?” the bruly man stopped the two with his hands held up between the two.
The rodians eyes flickered over to a table in the corner of the bar, and then back to the man. Waving his hand quickly, motioning for him to sit down and come close.
“Severino always sits in that corner over there, no matter what time of the day or year it is. Even if somebody is in that chair he will force them too leave. Every time he sits there he orders a drink, but leaves it sit on the counter. He is a very odd man if you ask me, a very odd one indeed.” While he was talking he pointed towards a corner table, one that was directly over the large mans shoulder. “Take a look at him once if you want Lorn, but do it discretely”
Casually, as casually as Lorn could manage, he snuck a glance at this “Severino” in the corner.
What he saw wasn’t anything spectacular, nor was it anything that made him cower in fear. What he saw was a skinny middle aged man, maybe even in his early 50’s sitting at the corner table with his feet propped up on the table. He wasn’t big like him, perhaps he was taller, but that never stopped Lorn from fighting. His attire wasn’t even anything that looked dangerous, it was clean, and had only two visible weapons on his belt, and oddly enough they were twin blasters, one strapped to each thigh.
“I don’t see whats so dangerous about him” Lorn whispered to his green friend Sigurd.
“Exactly, whatever it is that Brandt sees in him I will never know.”
“Kunushka! You were there Sigurd! You saw him take on 3 rampaging Wookiees! There is something about that man, he is not normal.”
“He’s not sane either apparently” Lorn commented with a slight chuckled. Not even he would be crazy enough to try and take on a wookiee, let alone three of them.
“Perfectly logical explanation to that one Brandt, he must have bribed them.”
“Bribed them?!” Brandt could hardly breath correctly, that’s how astounded he was at what he was hearing.
“Hold on guys, wanna explain this one too me also?”
“Alright listen up,” started Sigurd, because Brandt went to get a new drink. “This was two missions ago, we needed to capture a fellow mercenary, however there was a small problem; he had three wookiees on a life debt too him. So we lured them away, and captured the guy when they weren’t around. Unfortunately they came back earlier then we wanted, and let me tell you, I have never seen anything that frightened me more then three bloodthirsty wookiees. Severino over there simply, pulls out the blaster on his right thigh, and kills one a hundred meters out. I’ve never seen anything like it; the bolt goes right through the beast’s eye, collapsing him instantly.”
“By the stars” breathed Lorn, who had leaned in to hear the story better.
“The other two wookiees didn’t believe it either, they stopped their charge towards Severino and went to aid their fallen comrade. That’s not all though. Severino walks over to the wookiees, blaster at his side, in all practicality unarmed against the two beasts. And - this is something I still can’t believe he does – starts talking to them!”
“What did he say?”
“No idea, I was on the ship watching from the cockpit. But whatever it was, they picked up their fallen comrade and turned around, heading back to their own ship. Im telling you, he must’ve bribed them, it’s the only way.”
“Or he tricked them.” Said Brandt, as he sat down with his newly refilled drink, taking a small sip from it.
“You know what I heard that he did once,” Brandt started as the other two turned their attention too him. “I heard he threatened the Supreme Chancellor in his own office!”
Simultaneous cries of “Dyeesh” and “For galaxy's sake” came from the two.
“Come too think of it, I think I may have heard of somebody like this Severino guy you are talking about” Brandt said after a moment of silence between them. “Do you guys happen to know his first name?”
“Zdravko” Whispered Brandt, as if the name was improper to speak aloud in public.
“Then I have heard of him, a couple of mercs I just did a run with said that this Severino fellow has chips implanted in his brain, allowing him to see, hear, and think better then everybody else. And that’s not all” Lorn leaned in further getting closer to the two other; “You know what I think about him? I think he is an escaped mental patient, nobody would have been able to do any of that, or know all that he claims he knows… nobody.”
“I’m not sure what to think anymore about this guy” Sigurd said, staring into his glass. “I want to believe that it all happened but if it did, then wouldn’t he have died after perhaps the first thing we mentioned?”
“Dunno” Brandt said “Whatever he is… he definitely is somebody too watch out for.” Murmurs of agreement came from the other two.
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Over in the corner Severino sat, a small smile on his face. Make one believe you a god, and the other believe you to be insane. Together the two shall make you immortal in Lore…
Zdravko O. Severino
oops, left pic at home, lol.
