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Gifts from the Past [Dev Thead] (Invite only)

Alendarius Veygar

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[SIZE=10pt]Hoth[/SIZE]
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A man was walking through a snowstorm in the endless desert of snow that was Hoth. He was exhausted and tired. His usually black cloak was now almost completely white from all the snow that had been blown at him by the unrelenting winds of this cold storm. He was bleeding and leaving a trail of red behind him as he walked. The man didn't walk aimlessly though, he was walking towards a bit of metal that reflected the small bits of sunlight that got through. A feeling of relief got over the man as he walked towards the bit of metal. The closer he got the more he recognized what exactly it was and the feeling of relief turned into one of happiness. He had finally reached his goal.

5 Hours earlier.

This spaceport on Hoth was rather busy today. There were ships landing and taking every couple of minutes. Aboard one of those ships was Alendarius. He had been traveling under a false name and while trying to suppress his force signature. After all, Hoth wasn't in Sith space and he would surely get killed if they discovered he was one of the Empire's servants. That was why he was trying to hide his face with the shadow his hood cast. But just to be sure, he wore extra gauntlets that covered his Hands and a breathing mask that covered his mouth and parts of his nose. After he had left the ship he as on, he made his way towards a small shop that was selling speeders. His pace was quick. He wanted to enter the shop as quickly as possible to get the speeder and then ride of to do whatever he was here to do.

@[member="Serock Hoath"] @[member="Aella Cadeyrn"]
 

Holly Isaac

Member
Writer
@[member="Alendarius Veygar"]

Aella had just set down in Hoth, needing to pick up some extra odds and ends for her ship. She was bartering with the shop keep when a strange man came into the shop, obviously in a hurry. She didn't like the look of the man and readied herself for any possible trouble.
 

Hira Mitsae

Ain't No Rest For The Wicked
Character
There was a time when Serock had thought that there was only one breed of Force Users, in his mind they had been all Jedi. All useless hippies that only cared for meditating in their gardens and torturing defenseless slaves, he had nurtured his hate for them and so it had been hard to let his hatred go for them. For he had found out that there was only one particular breed of Force Users that deserved his unrelenting hatred, they called themselves the Sith. Seemingly after some extinct red-faced savages, he had shrugged at that. If they wanted to call themselves after some extinct race? Who was he to judge, he only wanted their heads. All of them.

That was why he was here, a bounty to get the head of some Sith Apprentice. He did not know why they wanted him dead, nor did he care all that much. They would all burn if it was up to him.

@[member="Alendarius Veygar"]​
 

Alendarius Veygar

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Once the Sith was inside the shop, he walked right up to the vendor, disregarding the customer that had already been talking to him. ''Give me one of your speeders.'' His voice was distorted and sounded metallic through the breathing mask. The vendor only looked at him briefly and then continued to talk to the woman standing next to Alendarius. How dared that man? Disregarding a Sith in favor of someone who can't even use the Force? The Sith's anger started to build up, but the he remembered why he was here and tried to calm himself, but then again, what harm could letting out ones anger do? Then he took a step towards the vendor and slammed his hand on the counter, while grabbing the man at his collar with the other and pulling him towards his face. The Sith's face was almost completely hidden behind the shadow his hood cast, the only features that were visible were his blood red eyes. ''I said give me one of your speeders!'' This time his voice had more anger in it and less annoyance. Then the vendor flinched and pointed towards a door behind him that apparently lead to another room where all the speeders were being stored, at least that's what the man had said. The Sith just looked over at the door and then back at the man. After shoving the vendor backwards he started walking towards the door. Of the man was telling the truth, he would be allowed to die another day.

@[member="Serock Hoath"] @[member="Aella Cadeyrn"]
 

Holly Isaac

Member
Writer
Aella reached for one of her throwing knives and threw it in front of the Sith as a warning, embedding it in the door. "Leave the shop keep alone." she hissed through clenched teeth. She hated being interrupted when she was bartering and hated innocent people being hurt even more. She stepped back into a more secure stance and pulled out another knife ready to throw. She glared at @[member="Alendarius Veygar"]. "Next one won't be a warning," she said, eyes glancing at the dagger in the door and then back to the Sith.

@[member="Serock Hoath"]
 
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