Hutt of Steel
Shyran Dol: Chantin Heirloom Armor
Melee Weapons
• MagnaGuard Electrostaff – Charged melee weapon effective against Force-users
• ZX Wrist Flamethrower – Cone of high-heat fire for crowd control
• Double-Bladed Vibrosword – Heavy melee weapon for cleaving and sweeping
Ranged Weapons
• DLT-19 Heavy Blaster Rifle – Suppressive long-range firepower
• A280 Blaster Rifle – Armor-piercing rifle for general infantry use
• Ion Rifle – Disables electronics, droids, and shields
Heavy Weapons
• E-Web Heavy Repeating Blaster – Tripod-mounted anti-infantry cannon
• RPS-6 Rocket Launcher – Homing, high-yield warheads
• Personal Energy Shield – Wearable generator for temporary defense
Gadgets & Tools
• Life-Form Scanner – Detects biological entities through walls
• Scomp Link – Terminal hacking tool
• Jetpack – Short-range vertical mobility
• Stealth Field Generator – Temporary active camouflage
• Electro-Grappling Line – Tether that stuns and restrains
️ Deployables
• Probe Droid – Recon and support drone
• “Gonk Bomb” (Modified GNK Droid) – Walking explosive payload
• Portable Energy Shield Projector – Ground-deployed stationary defense field
Consumables
• Stimpack – Emergency healing injection
• Power Cells – Refuels weapons and gadgets
• Smoke Grenade – Obscures line of sight
• Ion Grenade – Disables droids and shields
• Thermal Detonator – Devastating high-yield explosive
• Fragmentation Grenade – Anti-personnel shrapnel blast
Melee Weapons• MagnaGuard Electrostaff – Charged melee weapon effective against Force-users
• ZX Wrist Flamethrower – Cone of high-heat fire for crowd control
• Double-Bladed Vibrosword – Heavy melee weapon for cleaving and sweeping
Ranged Weapons
• DLT-19 Heavy Blaster Rifle – Suppressive long-range firepower
• A280 Blaster Rifle – Armor-piercing rifle for general infantry use
• Ion Rifle – Disables electronics, droids, and shields
Heavy Weapons
• E-Web Heavy Repeating Blaster – Tripod-mounted anti-infantry cannon
• RPS-6 Rocket Launcher – Homing, high-yield warheads
• Personal Energy Shield – Wearable generator for temporary defense
Gadgets & Tools
• Life-Form Scanner – Detects biological entities through walls
• Scomp Link – Terminal hacking tool
• Jetpack – Short-range vertical mobility
• Stealth Field Generator – Temporary active camouflage
• Electro-Grappling Line – Tether that stuns and restrains
️ Deployables
• Probe Droid – Recon and support drone
• “Gonk Bomb” (Modified GNK Droid) – Walking explosive payload
• Portable Energy Shield Projector – Ground-deployed stationary defense field
Consumables
• Stimpack – Emergency healing injection
• Power Cells – Refuels weapons and gadgets
• Smoke Grenade – Obscures line of sight
• Ion Grenade – Disables droids and shields
• Thermal Detonator – Devastating high-yield explosive
• Fragmentation Grenade – Anti-personnel shrapnel blast
The ramp groaned.
A seismic shudder rolled up through the floor of the freighter as something vast ascended the gangway — not Cassvar’s stony form, but something heavier, older, forged of flesh and layered phrik.
The Shyran Dol bore no insignia of the Enclave, no warrior's stripes or clan glyphs... only the unyielding glare of an engraved sun across its scorched chestplate, half-obscured by soot and fused rivets. Each slithering advance caused the floor panels to bend with strain.
Whottoomuzz Chantin filled the loading corridor like a Phrik and avalanche.
"Chess ko, peedunkee staga."
The voice was deep and resonant, yet deadened by a mask-filter — its natural gravitas drowned in low mechanical grit. His helmet bore no T-shaped visor, no clear eye-line — only a series of narrow, slitted ports that glowed faint orange with HUD runes. Heat steamed from the Hutt’s armor joints.
"Da pankpa no bata copa che miki yuna ateema."
He was blocking the exit. Deliberately.
Behind Cassvar, the humanitarian workers had scattered — too shocked to scream, too slow to flee. The Jedi, distantly visible outside, were engaged in negotiations, de-escalating confusion, ensuring transfer of aid supplies. They perhaps saw the commotion but could not move. Not without breaking the fragile terms of peace. The Mandalorians were equally tied, which left only the Hutt — a creature neither warrior nor peacemaker, who had no title… and no leash.
"I know what you're doing," he said, in basic now, dragging his armored mass forward, each movement slow and heavy as tectonic drift. "I've done it too. Chain a few bystanders. Stage a spectacle. Hope someone noble takes the bait."
He stopped.
"But the noble ones are busy today. So you get me."
Whottoomuzz leaned in. His visor glinted with dull reflection from Cassvar’s rocky form.
"I don't think you'll find this a fortuitous surprise."
The ramp let out another scream of metal as he leaned harder, one massive gauntlet bracing against the corridor wall. The shuttle itself tilted. He wasn't that fat, was he? Every angle of his armor whispered death-by-overengineering: ventilation slats scarred by fire, tribal etchings layered over old Kajidic burn marks, and chain-link pauldrons once used for restraining slaves — now turned into makeshift anchoring points.
"So I’ll make it simple."
He pointed one massive finger at the hostages.
"Let them go. Or find out what happens when something like me falls on you"
A long, silent beat.
Then: "Whether you like it or not, you're pulling this stunt on Taris. This is Mandalorian business, but it wouldn't be the first time I've meddled in other's affairs."
Cassvar
