A Surprisingly Common Occurance

[Darlyn Excron]

It wasn't uncommon for Darlyn to find himself in the streets of Commenor anymore. Once, not long ago, he was content to sit in his office, drinking and filling out paperwork, boring as it was, and spend his free time at the Force Praxeum sparring and training. It was a simple life, but it was surprisingly enjoyable, void of the pains of living from bounty to bounty as a low nobody hunter. The cushy paycheck got him drunk often enough, and still left enough to live comfortably as he pleased.

And purchase copious firepower, but that was more hobby than anything else at this point. There was never a reason to have that much, the person who hated him the most was probably himself to be quite honest. Not that he was loved by the people, more like appreciated and quietly feared by a few. His darkness, and wealth, was palpable just by looking at him.

As was his love for alcohol, as he stood looking at one of the local cantinas, debating if he should go for it, completely distracted.

 

[Farryn Loragwyn]

An albino Eldorai was probably an uncommon sight for the common people of Commenor and it certainly didn't help that she looked like an unsavoury individual with her silver hair stringy and greasy, her clothes dirty, and her mouth encrusted with the blood of the rats she had caught and consumed raw out of desperation. It had been a while since she had a proper meal.

Hungry eyes scanned the street in search of some inattentive noble she could pickpocket, her eyes eventually falling on a red headed man standing outside a cantina who seemed to be distracted by something. Perfect, Farryn thought as her lips curled into a cold smile and began to jog, making her way towards the man.

Not a criminal by trade, Farryn's heart raced as she approached the man and attempted to collide in to him while slipping her slim fingers into his pocket, hoping the risk would pay off.

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[Darlyn Excron]

The first thought that hit Darlyn, as a woman collided into him, was whether or not he was about to be stabbed. He was only mildly disappointed when he simply felt a hand digging into his robe pockets. Of course, it still was refreshing to feel something happening that could break the mold of his usual routine. He let the woman's fingers wrap around a handful of credit chips, and even pull free from his pocket. Yet she wouldn't get further than a few steps away before he drew his DL-18 from his side, leveling the blaster (set to stun of course) at her back.

"Thank you for breaking the law today Miss. I was afraid it was going to be dull and boring. Well, I suppose that leaves a question for you. Are you going to go quietly, or would you like to put up a fight?" His tone was lighthearted, cheery. He was so delighted to have anything to do, it showed.

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