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The Under city of Nar Shaddaa. It was a place of constant darkness, overshadowed and swept under the rug by the towering skyscrapers on the city planets surface. It was truly a shame, for the lower sectors were so overrun with crime and corruption, that it was probably impossible for many people to leave such poverty behind. No wonder there were so many criminals, they were basically born into the business. That's where all the money was, after all. Standing atop one of the taller buildings in the area, Tugoro would gaze down at the many people wandering the streets, enjoying their carefree nightlife.
Not that the time of day mattered, for it was always dark in this place. There were, however, street lamps and several neon light signs that decorated nearly every block. Dressed in his usual civilian wear with a twist, the Jedi found himself donning a brown flowing cloak overtop of his brown leather jacket. It was an odd combination, but the Knight could not say he didn't like it. Flipping the hood over his head, Tugoro would continue to scan the area, wondering where he should begin his patrol.
[member="Aster"]
Not that the time of day mattered, for it was always dark in this place. There were, however, street lamps and several neon light signs that decorated nearly every block. Dressed in his usual civilian wear with a twist, the Jedi found himself donning a brown flowing cloak overtop of his brown leather jacket. It was an odd combination, but the Knight could not say he didn't like it. Flipping the hood over his head, Tugoro would continue to scan the area, wondering where he should begin his patrol.
[member="Aster"]