Articles by Tiro Vanek

There’s a lot of things I’ve regret. Much more than I can remember actually. As a Mercenary and or Bounty Hunter, I’d go out of my way to do whatever it takes to earn a credit stick or two to makes sure my belly was full of grub. Whether it’d be stealing a certain data disk, or...

THAT EXPRESSION... That look. That look he would give me. Disgust, anger and hate all mixed in one expression. I never knew why he always wore that look. As his son, I’d expect something much else. Maybe it was the drugs? Maybe it was the anguish he held against himself for not destroying...