Zahori Denko
Kervo was on a personal mission. He found himself aboard a passing freighter that was hauling salvage to Mahan, the planet where his goal was. For quite some time now, Kervo was in search of a breed of dogs that him and his family would use as companions and war beasts. He had recieved a tip from a smuggler regarding a caravan carrying pups of this dog breed exclusive to the planet.
Kervo had never recieved a bad tip from this contact before, so he acted swiftly.
Kervo was sitting in the cargo hold atop a small metal crate, looking through some old newspaper for nothing in particular. He was just looking to pass the time until he reached Manan. As he read, he hummed a melody to himself. If one were to be listening in, they'd think it were a pretty heavy song by the way he was humming.
[member="Aafke Haran'jai"]
Kervo had never recieved a bad tip from this contact before, so he acted swiftly.
Kervo was sitting in the cargo hold atop a small metal crate, looking through some old newspaper for nothing in particular. He was just looking to pass the time until he reached Manan. As he read, he hummed a melody to himself. If one were to be listening in, they'd think it were a pretty heavy song by the way he was humming.
[member="Aafke Haran'jai"]