Kaiden Rohn
Fallen Soul

Nar Shaddaa
A woman had supplied a frigate. A whole freakin' frigate. How lucky of him to reach out. He had a team now. Some walked with him, some were meeting him at the frigate to take off to Coruscant. They were all there because he asked, some he offered with the spoils of the people he was about to take down. Coruscant was too hot to begin on, all the players in one place would raise too many eyebrows, raise too much suspicion. And raise too many guns in his direction. He designated the team's callsign as 'Jackal'. He was Jackal Actual. The team came from all over. A Herglic. A clone- a no poodoo clone from way back when. Death on legs. A few other mercs here and there. They all had something to offer. They all had something to prove. And they all wanted something.All Kaiden wanted, was bodies.
He stopped near the frigate, waiting for it's Captain, [member="Kat'Lariah Syphex"] to come down. The young woman was most helpful, and at the moment, the most important member of the team in terms of resources. But he suspected that a frigate wouldn't be so good when they were assaulting a compound of one of the largest criminal groups in the inner rim. He looked up at the frigate from behind his visor, wearing the near-legendary Havoc squad colors and emblem on his armor. He felt powerful again. He felt...alive. He felt purposed.
He was ready. He hoped everyone else was too. He waited patiently, for them all to show.