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[Scherezade deWinter]

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Talohn Atar​

Pirate hotspots were a personal favorite of the Sithling. Many had thought that the pirates had been eradicated from this world hundreds of years ago, but as with anything - centuries of Gulag coupled with very short memory of those who only had a single life to live, she had found more than enough of these places flourishing on this farmer's world.

Dressed in her usual armor and weapons, this time she was covered by a large trenchcoat that concealed it all, the buttons done all the way up to the throat. It was a strange sensation for the large woman, who was used to usually appearing in places with either a lot of skin showing, all of the skin covered in super tight gear that enabled her maximum movement.

This time though, she needed someone to do a job for her. Often, Scherezade avoided hiring others, choosing instead to do things on her own. If hands had to be bloodied, they were always hers. If people had to get a dagger between the shoulder blades, it was her hands that threw it, and her dagger that severed the spine. If chaos had to be sewn, she was the one who wielded all the relevant equipment.

And still, this time, she needed… Someone, or something else.

Dropping a few cards on the table, she allowed herself to lose the round of game, glowing green eyes always scanning those who were seated in the illegal cantina, trying to decide… Who, who would be the best creature suited for the job she had in mind.

 

[Talohn Atar]

The sithling would spot something interesting, to be certain. A surprising sight on a planet such as this. Not just any other scumbag, or downtrodden thief, no. A cathar, who everyone was giving a wide berth. A cathar, with a reputation. He'd had a bit of one before, with his violent droid, and he himself, being quite proficient at their mercenary work, but that was the sort that brought in work, not the sort of reputation he gained from...recent events. Those recent events had shot him up into the status of almost mythical, people hardly believing he did what he did, but surviving witnesses swore upon it, swore that Talohn Atar, without a force ability to his name, with the help of his droid of course, had gone toe to toe with the Amalgam. Not only did he do this and live, but she was apparently forced to admit defeat.

The infamous droid, madlad, stood guard by Talohn while he sat at the counter, looking confused as all hell. Sitting on the counter in front of him was the orphan he had saved from the Amalgam, still staring at the food menu. The Cathar put his head in his hands. "You have been staring at this menu for ten minutes. Order something for the love of Cathar, please." He begs the four year old. The oddly blue haired cathar child did not listen, and simply shrugged while reading over the menu.

Apparently he had a kid, but that didn't change the fact that the sithling had just caught sight of the infamous Cathar.

Scherezade deWinter