Mourning Hunter
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You wake up in a dark room with a dim light above your head. You are bound to a chair and there is a man staring at you. He is wearing white armor with blue trim and paint on it and smiles at you.
Sorry about the bonds. He looks around and the...atmoshpere. He laughs lowly
But I make sure that my targets know a bit about me first, since I know everything about them. Well, my name is Ian, my real name that is. But my Mando'a name is Ge'taltra. I'm around ninteen years old, though I don't look it. I also have a pesky problem with growing facial hair... he rubs his chin to emphasize the point and chuckles
Although that's not important. Ge'tralta mean's Red Sky, since you probably don't speak Mando'a. Why Red Sky? Well there are somethings I don't even tell. All you need to know is that it holds very special meaning to me and it has to do with a girl who died. he looks at you closely. Am I sad? No, that's not something I can afford in my line of work. But am I in mourning? You bet...
There is a sound like a blast door opening and he sits up straight. That'd be my employer now, the one who wants you alive to kill you himself. So before that happens.... he folds his arms in his lap.
Questions?
(hope you enjoyed my little roleplay intro
)
Sorry about the bonds. He looks around and the...atmoshpere. He laughs lowly
But I make sure that my targets know a bit about me first, since I know everything about them. Well, my name is Ian, my real name that is. But my Mando'a name is Ge'taltra. I'm around ninteen years old, though I don't look it. I also have a pesky problem with growing facial hair... he rubs his chin to emphasize the point and chuckles
Although that's not important. Ge'tralta mean's Red Sky, since you probably don't speak Mando'a. Why Red Sky? Well there are somethings I don't even tell. All you need to know is that it holds very special meaning to me and it has to do with a girl who died. he looks at you closely. Am I sad? No, that's not something I can afford in my line of work. But am I in mourning? You bet...
There is a sound like a blast door opening and he sits up straight. That'd be my employer now, the one who wants you alive to kill you himself. So before that happens.... he folds his arms in his lap.
Questions?
(hope you enjoyed my little roleplay intro
)
