L O S T
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Ramatesh was close.
He could feel the hum of lives pulsating through the undergrowth, and wondered if he hadn't made the meeting point a little too close to the Capital... After all, these were Sith they were dealing with and Druja had heard many tales of the types of powers they held. Not just dark, but mind blowing. If it was true that their kind could sense the very presence of other lifeforms, then perhaps his cover was blown already. Then again, he was one body in a rather large pond.
But he had no clue who the others were. Just their numbers.
Four had come to the aid of the Mandalorians, whether they were from within their borders or not was a question he couldn't answer but they were definitely not from his squad nor any that he knew of. Which meant he could claim ignorance of the whole affair should things go frightfully wrong.
They approached from the South, these four strangers who would act on his behalf, and he could only pray that they knew what they were doing. Mercenaries could be rather unpredictable, and he hadn't had a chance to see them in action - there wasn't time for such luxuries - but at the end of the day they were expendable. If they did a poor job they'd end up dead, and you couldn't pay dead folk.
Thankfully, if his sources were correct, the Sith being harboured were just acolytes. Those who hadn't quite completed their trials before Dromund Kaas had fallen, but he'd wager a fair amount on the fact that their unpredictability would be this groups undoing. Raw, untrained, angry foes with Space Magic? Kinda made Druja glad he couldn't be part of the assault.
Once they reached him, the Mandalorian turned and with hushed tone, and a datapad map of the area to assist him, began to explain the situation in a little more detail.
"Sources say they're holed up in the Eastern Sector, not too far from the alcazar, but they could be wrong... Keep your eyes peeled, this world is mostly inhabited by Thisspiasians - they look like giant snakes - so I'd hedge my bets that they may stick out like a sore thumb if they choose to wander the streets. Smoke'em out, but make sure there's evidence of their activity here left behind in some regard if you cut'em down."
He circled the Eastern Sector on the datapad before passing it over to one of the four he'd hired. Truth be told he was wondering how well this would go down, but even if the four of them were killed here at least there'd be evidence of some suspicious behaviour if nothing else.
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Ramatesh was close.
He could feel the hum of lives pulsating through the undergrowth, and wondered if he hadn't made the meeting point a little too close to the Capital... After all, these were Sith they were dealing with and Druja had heard many tales of the types of powers they held. Not just dark, but mind blowing. If it was true that their kind could sense the very presence of other lifeforms, then perhaps his cover was blown already. Then again, he was one body in a rather large pond.
But he had no clue who the others were. Just their numbers.
Four had come to the aid of the Mandalorians, whether they were from within their borders or not was a question he couldn't answer but they were definitely not from his squad nor any that he knew of. Which meant he could claim ignorance of the whole affair should things go frightfully wrong.
They approached from the South, these four strangers who would act on his behalf, and he could only pray that they knew what they were doing. Mercenaries could be rather unpredictable, and he hadn't had a chance to see them in action - there wasn't time for such luxuries - but at the end of the day they were expendable. If they did a poor job they'd end up dead, and you couldn't pay dead folk.
Thankfully, if his sources were correct, the Sith being harboured were just acolytes. Those who hadn't quite completed their trials before Dromund Kaas had fallen, but he'd wager a fair amount on the fact that their unpredictability would be this groups undoing. Raw, untrained, angry foes with Space Magic? Kinda made Druja glad he couldn't be part of the assault.
Once they reached him, the Mandalorian turned and with hushed tone, and a datapad map of the area to assist him, began to explain the situation in a little more detail.
"Sources say they're holed up in the Eastern Sector, not too far from the alcazar, but they could be wrong... Keep your eyes peeled, this world is mostly inhabited by Thisspiasians - they look like giant snakes - so I'd hedge my bets that they may stick out like a sore thumb if they choose to wander the streets. Smoke'em out, but make sure there's evidence of their activity here left behind in some regard if you cut'em down."
He circled the Eastern Sector on the datapad before passing it over to one of the four he'd hired. Truth be told he was wondering how well this would go down, but even if the four of them were killed here at least there'd be evidence of some suspicious behaviour if nothing else.
[member='Ria Misrani'] | [member='Ijaat Mereel'] | [member='Zhainah Icecore'] | [member='Dagon Mor']