Jerek Keshk
Smuggler, Adventurer, Thrill Seeker
Jerek zoomed past the pirate ugly fighters. Normally, he wasn't one to stray from a fight and the Constant insults over the coms wasn't hurting either but, he was told of a an especially dangerous run when he was on Duro and Jakku that seemed right up his ally. Recently he was beginning to make a name for himself a bit and even had a run in with local security forces here and there. The job was something about an stolen shipment of Republic? goods. He never was one be in on politics but, it being in the hart of Nar Shaddaa and the fact he was stealing from a Hutt was what even a rancor would consider suicidal but Jerek considered it ¨the best part of this life¨. He hit the hyperdrive and zoomed to Nar Shaddaa.
About 10 Hours Later
Jerek slammed on the club door until it open he always got some sort of odd delight in Making everyone there uncomfortable but, always made sure to adjust his dusty overcoat in a way that showed off his holstered DL-44 to make sure other drunk outlaws knew he was armed and wouldn't try anything he sat down at the bar ordered a drink and sast with his back to the bartender.
He could not wait for the Client to show up and begin the heist.
About 10 Hours Later
Jerek slammed on the club door until it open he always got some sort of odd delight in Making everyone there uncomfortable but, always made sure to adjust his dusty overcoat in a way that showed off his holstered DL-44 to make sure other drunk outlaws knew he was armed and wouldn't try anything he sat down at the bar ordered a drink and sast with his back to the bartender.
He could not wait for the Client to show up and begin the heist.