Grimm
Active Member
It had been a long time since he had shown his face around Nar Shaddaa, it was still the same worm infesting plant. Many escaped to this planet to hide, seek work that would be very profitable, but overall lead to an early grave. I use to be a smuggler, this was where my trade began in my troubled youth. Fighting along side almost every faction in the universe, good or bad. It didn't matter, because in his eyes it was always grey.
Walking towards the tavern, he was going to see if some of his old comrades were interested in buying some products at a very good price of course. A white mask, his cloak swayed in the wind as he walked, and holsters carrying his blasters. Instead of the usual type of thugs, he looked like a clean cut above the rest of them that crowded around the tavern. The only thing going through his mind was that he hoped that his old employers wouldn't try to gun him down.
@Skylar Ichor
Walking towards the tavern, he was going to see if some of his old comrades were interested in buying some products at a very good price of course. A white mask, his cloak swayed in the wind as he walked, and holsters carrying his blasters. Instead of the usual type of thugs, he looked like a clean cut above the rest of them that crowded around the tavern. The only thing going through his mind was that he hoped that his old employers wouldn't try to gun him down.
@Skylar Ichor