Son of Triam
[member="Preliat Mantis"]
Creditless...
That's all Triam could think about now. She had hardly a dollar to her name, and a bunch of crap in her ship. She'd neglected her personal duties as a mineral mining Entrepreneur, as a Mercenary, as a Bounty Hunter, as a Beast Hunter. Now a days, she spent her time hoarding scrap, droids, materials and equipment whilst in her ship. She'd been riding off the little amount of money she made in the past several years. She got sick one day, and stopped hunting, stopped moving. Since then she's gotten better, but there was just... something that felt wrong about going back to galactic affairs.
She met with Preliat some time ago. It didn't go well.
Despite her early infamy, Triam had fallen out of favor with everything it seemed. She was no longer selling, no one was buying, and she stopped making products. Her armor wasn't even in use any more. Only ever wearing it when she got anxiety attacks. Triam always felt guilty when this happened, because she knew people like Preliat who were far more damaged than she was. She killed one person on accident, and dealt with the physical trauma of a tournament she chose to be in. There was no reason for her to even shed a tear, when thinking about a man whose entire life was dominated by pains unimaginable to her.
It was during one of these mental breakdowns when she heard about a ruthless Mandalorian causing a disturbance around the planet she was orbiting. She didn't remember it's name really, but it was a fairly average human world, oceans, continents, a moon or two, people both rural and more urban. Not very notable.
There was no reason for her to be thinking of Preliat, but it had also been a long time since she had been this close to a Mandalorian, since Preliat. She may have had a thing for him in the past too, given that she was young and stupid, and wasn't afraid of the danger the Mando presented to her. So stupid, she even let herself try to open up his pains unarmored. She only wanted to help, but as she found out, Triam wasn't exactly a people person. Looking back, she looked at the amount of droids strewn about the ship.
Shaking her head, she landed in the spaceport, armed and ready, set to stun. She let the authority know, she was moving in... they didn't know who she was of course, but she let them know her occupation.
Damn she had gotten low...
Creditless...
That's all Triam could think about now. She had hardly a dollar to her name, and a bunch of crap in her ship. She'd neglected her personal duties as a mineral mining Entrepreneur, as a Mercenary, as a Bounty Hunter, as a Beast Hunter. Now a days, she spent her time hoarding scrap, droids, materials and equipment whilst in her ship. She'd been riding off the little amount of money she made in the past several years. She got sick one day, and stopped hunting, stopped moving. Since then she's gotten better, but there was just... something that felt wrong about going back to galactic affairs.
She met with Preliat some time ago. It didn't go well.
Despite her early infamy, Triam had fallen out of favor with everything it seemed. She was no longer selling, no one was buying, and she stopped making products. Her armor wasn't even in use any more. Only ever wearing it when she got anxiety attacks. Triam always felt guilty when this happened, because she knew people like Preliat who were far more damaged than she was. She killed one person on accident, and dealt with the physical trauma of a tournament she chose to be in. There was no reason for her to even shed a tear, when thinking about a man whose entire life was dominated by pains unimaginable to her.
It was during one of these mental breakdowns when she heard about a ruthless Mandalorian causing a disturbance around the planet she was orbiting. She didn't remember it's name really, but it was a fairly average human world, oceans, continents, a moon or two, people both rural and more urban. Not very notable.
There was no reason for her to be thinking of Preliat, but it had also been a long time since she had been this close to a Mandalorian, since Preliat. She may have had a thing for him in the past too, given that she was young and stupid, and wasn't afraid of the danger the Mando presented to her. So stupid, she even let herself try to open up his pains unarmored. She only wanted to help, but as she found out, Triam wasn't exactly a people person. Looking back, she looked at the amount of droids strewn about the ship.
Shaking her head, she landed in the spaceport, armed and ready, set to stun. She let the authority know, she was moving in... they didn't know who she was of course, but she let them know her occupation.
Damn she had gotten low...