Keira Cerdulan
Beloved Renegade
[SIZE=11pt]Existence for the forces of Mastiff Squadron was always this mix between hectic and eccentric offtime and brutal and hard training, depending how much of a leash their superiors decided the former scum and trash (of course, the former was entirely a matter of opinion), thankfully the former had befallen the ragtag bunch and they had taken to the streets to search for the best spot to find as much booze and a fun time as possible. Anything could be like the underworld if you tried, just with less of a possibility to get shanked! How could you not love the Sith Empire?[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]Like a pack of the hounds they were named after a decent chunk of the members descended out onto the nearest club to Sith space or within Sith space they could find. Already ready to burn through credits to see just who could drink the most, the usual game that never seemed to get quite too old: not just because of the relatively young age since the Squadron’s inception. [/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]That had been a fair bit ago and it took the team little time to make themselves known, by every god worshipped in the Galaxy they were jolly folk. Each one didn’t fear death and as such embraced life with that same lack of fear, they sang in huttese more than anything: each one having picked it up from their upbringings on trashy worlds and working with trashy folk, but as the time progressed they scattered off to do their own things in another great resting spot in any other potential trips across the Galaxy.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=11pt]One of their rank had currently been despoiling a bar, being far too talkative with those present and gladly rattling off on one thing or another to anyone who would listen: Keria Cerdulan, the last addition to Mastiff Squadron. An Interceptor pilot she embraced thrill-seeking and fearlessness to a whole new extreme, the younger looking Corellian sat herself at the bar still, working away at another drink. After “scaring off” another person who had been present it had become quickly obvious she was on the hunt for another patron to take their place.[/SIZE][SIZE=11pt]
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