Soul of Naboo
Of all the planets of the galaxy, Zeltros attracted more party-goers than the Sith did dark siders. This was a planet of debauchery, lust, and gluttony. It was the perfeect place for a particularly diverse group of souls. Jonas Vile, a former Sith, Nocturno, the High Marshal of the Confederate droids, Grundark, a Cragmaloid mercenary, Yusan Fenn, the vice chancellor of the Republic, Yusan's assisstant, Hannibal Oryen, merc with a mouth, and Jacques Cavill, the suave freelancer. Sounded like the beginning of a bad bar joke.
The crew flew aboard an unmarked freighter, supplied to them by Yusan, to the planet of Zeltros. Only the Maker knew the poodoo they were getting themselves into. "How much longer till we get there? I'm already dying of boredom over here." Jonas said following a heavy yawn of boredom.
@Nocturno, @[member="Yusan Fenn"], @[member="Carliah Dakrone"], @[member="Grundark"], @[member="Jacques Cavill"], @[member="Hannibal Oryen"]
The crew flew aboard an unmarked freighter, supplied to them by Yusan, to the planet of Zeltros. Only the Maker knew the poodoo they were getting themselves into. "How much longer till we get there? I'm already dying of boredom over here." Jonas said following a heavy yawn of boredom.
@Nocturno, @[member="Yusan Fenn"], @[member="Carliah Dakrone"], @[member="Grundark"], @[member="Jacques Cavill"], @[member="Hannibal Oryen"]