Dak Va'shaden
Sgt. Va'shaden
Dak's boots dug into the sands of Pengalan IV. Another boring patrol, another pointless assignment.
Many's the day Dak and his squad wandered through the deserts outside of Tur Lorkin; the only civilized location for miles around. The only reason they protected this hunk of rock and sand was for it's strategic location; midway between Republic and Mandolorian space. Of course, Dak didn't care. He had his orders, he had his rations, and he had his squad. A little patrol wouldn't kill him.
Dak checked the mission clock in his H.U.D. Time to check in.
"Command, this is Dust Storm 1-1. Checking in. Condition remains unchanged; Sand, and more sand. How copy?" He said into his radio.
@[member="Les Hender"] @[member="Viktor Onikov"]
Many's the day Dak and his squad wandered through the deserts outside of Tur Lorkin; the only civilized location for miles around. The only reason they protected this hunk of rock and sand was for it's strategic location; midway between Republic and Mandolorian space. Of course, Dak didn't care. He had his orders, he had his rations, and he had his squad. A little patrol wouldn't kill him.
Dak checked the mission clock in his H.U.D. Time to check in.
"Command, this is Dust Storm 1-1. Checking in. Condition remains unchanged; Sand, and more sand. How copy?" He said into his radio.
@[member="Les Hender"] @[member="Viktor Onikov"]