Good Ol' Scoundrel
THE SEVERED HEAD,
ECHOY'LA
Come undone
With the failure of seizing First Imperial cargo transports and the demise of Captain Ythre Berre, Rohak was able to step up and captain the pirate frigate and remaining crew away from potential destruction at the hand of the Order. Most left the makeshift crew the moment the damaged vessel arrived on Terminus. Sab and Hira went their way and Rohak chose not to follow. He sold the ship as parts and funded his voyage to the only place left to him.
Echoy'la
Home as much as a place he'd never stepped upon can be called home.
With great reluctance upon his shoulders, the dar'manda arrived to the home of Clan Vizsla. Someone once told him 'family is family.' He wondered if it had been Mirax, his sister, who'd uttered this words but after nearly dying at the Red Coronation as part of the Alor's entourage, Rohak's memory wasn't the sharpest and, maybe, he did not want it to be.
Helmet and armor off, the least Mandalorian looking karker in the cantina, the pirate slammed a glass on the floor to bring everyone's attention. Silent glares annoyingly pierced him. Shifting his eyes all around the cantina, the blonde uttered:
"I am forming a pirate crew. I need tough people and a tough ship."
"You're a pirate without a ship?" Someone cackled and the rest followed. In reality, Rohak was hardly known to Vizsla. His family had left Wayland, back when it had been their home, to chase the stars and monsters in the Unknown Regions. The pirate fondly remembers short lapses of memories of him and one Tamara Wren, the daughter of the Alor who welcomed them back in the fold prior to the Red Coronation.
This wasn't going to go the way he thought it was.
The doors of the cantina slid open and a gust of a grave's air followed in.
[member="Ronan Vizsla"]
ECHOY'LA
Come undone
With the failure of seizing First Imperial cargo transports and the demise of Captain Ythre Berre, Rohak was able to step up and captain the pirate frigate and remaining crew away from potential destruction at the hand of the Order. Most left the makeshift crew the moment the damaged vessel arrived on Terminus. Sab and Hira went their way and Rohak chose not to follow. He sold the ship as parts and funded his voyage to the only place left to him.
Echoy'la
Home as much as a place he'd never stepped upon can be called home.
With great reluctance upon his shoulders, the dar'manda arrived to the home of Clan Vizsla. Someone once told him 'family is family.' He wondered if it had been Mirax, his sister, who'd uttered this words but after nearly dying at the Red Coronation as part of the Alor's entourage, Rohak's memory wasn't the sharpest and, maybe, he did not want it to be.
Helmet and armor off, the least Mandalorian looking karker in the cantina, the pirate slammed a glass on the floor to bring everyone's attention. Silent glares annoyingly pierced him. Shifting his eyes all around the cantina, the blonde uttered:
"I am forming a pirate crew. I need tough people and a tough ship."
"You're a pirate without a ship?" Someone cackled and the rest followed. In reality, Rohak was hardly known to Vizsla. His family had left Wayland, back when it had been their home, to chase the stars and monsters in the Unknown Regions. The pirate fondly remembers short lapses of memories of him and one Tamara Wren, the daughter of the Alor who welcomed them back in the fold prior to the Red Coronation.
This wasn't going to go the way he thought it was.
The doors of the cantina slid open and a gust of a grave's air followed in.
[member="Ronan Vizsla"]