Private Clutches of The Hive

[T'zarna Khab]

Location: Inquisitorial Palace, Ossus
Objective: Evaluation
Tags: Hava'ssi Crow

There were always rumors in the galaxy, they simmered like a cauldron of stories brewed by every living being in the galaxy. One of these rumors was that Imperial Agents were collecting people from all over for mysterious ends. The thing that made this rumor different? It was entirely truthful! Inquisitor T'zarna Khab had been personally handpicking prospects for her own devious ends. They were agents that could do things most imperials couldn't, and go places where an imperial would have trouble fitting in. They had no official designation or rank, but they were assets none the less, imbued with the same power which T'zarna had.

Today, a particularly warm and humid day in the western hemisphere of Ossus, she would be evaluating a new prospect for this group of agents. He was a young Kaleesh, an odd choice for an Imperial agent, but his oddness was a strength to T'zarna. He would never be mistaken for one of their normal spies, and his track record of fighting was good enough. Especially recent escapades against The Hutts on Nar Shadda.

"The Transport has reached the landing pad Lady Inquisitor," One of her stormtroopers said as he neared her majestic granite throne.

"Excellent, guide our guest here as soon as possible, we have much to discuss," T'zarna responded, her buzzing voice laced with an undercurrent of slyness.

Much to do was correct, T'zarna had many schemes in the works. She had one such scheme in mind for this Kaleesh, it would be long in the works, but it could provide useful things for her hive. That, above all, was what mattered to T'zarna, the health and wellbeing of the hive...

She would send a thousand worlds to the pyre if it meant maintaining the strength of those who created her...

 

[Hava'ssi Crow]

Tags: T'zarna Khab

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—Hava'ssi Crow—
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Hava'ssi Crow had never been much to the The Imperial Confederation, and The Imperial Confederation hadn't been much to him. But he knew that refusing to work as a spy could easily result to trouble. And...well...his father was considered one of them during the Clone Wars.
But he couldn't help but wonder...why him? Yes, he knew he was skilled with blade and blaster, but he also knew that he had no association with the Imperials after saying goodbye to his father who was hanging onto life in the bacta tank. He had his guesses, but he decided that some allies couldn't hurt. He wasn't the prideful type to refuse working under someone. He felt that he was born both a leader and a follower, if that was possible.
But meeting this...T'zarna Khab. The Lady Inquisitor? That would be an experience.

The stormtrooper led him into a room, which was admittedly impressive and out of description. He had never been to Ossus before, or to a palace. He felt...underdressed around these high-tech armed troopers. He hoped he could change that soon. His yellow gaze settled on the Lady sitting on the throne. Yellow was usually associated with cowardice, but she...was the opposite. Glory seemed to pour through ever edge of her armor-body. He hesitated but slowly bent a knee.
"You sent for me?"

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