The Prodigal Son
Tags: Silas Westgard
Yuri's visit to Kestri and his sister was short, though it still dropped a world's weight onto his shoulders. First his mother, now his aunt. He needed the distraction from the pain in his heart. He needed to be strong, for his sister at the very least. And what better distraction than a little payback? The moment a notice of a rogue Jedi crossed his path, he stamped in the coordinates and jumped to hyperspace in hops of reaching the target before anyone else.
Despite his rush, however, a thought was gnawing in the back of his mind. The Jedi, they wouldn't let a rogue just run around unchallenged. They would almost certainly send someone of worthy calibre after a rogue, which meant a healthy dose of two Strills with one shot. A challenge the hateful Shistavanen could not pass up.
His trip eventually took him to Devaron, a fearsome planet with equally fearsome people. They were difficult and didn't shy away from a fight. He had dealt with more than his fair share of Devaronians in Underworld, he didn't need to deal with them on their home turf now. His freighter touched down in the jungle and the armoured Mandalorian emerged from the cargo bay, sparing a glance at Baby as he adjusted his grenades and gear on his kit. He roughly knew what to expect, however it paid to be prepared. Especially with a difficult target such as this.
And so the long trip into the jungle began. According to his tracker, the target was holed up in an old structure not too far from where he landed. From what he could see, it was an ancient Jedi outpost dating back to the Clone Wars. He doubted it, but it wouldn't surprise him. Luckily he had his armour to shelter him from all the mosquitoes...