Star Wars Roleplay: Chaos

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Running with ewoks

For too long she had walked around the galaxy doing errands for her father and criminals. If there was any difference between them both. The Primarch had made her go to Korriban to fetch those damn terentateks and tuk’atas for InGen, and there was the Holocron, that dark holocron from Dathka Graush she had to get it for the Enclave in Kaikielius.

The pain she felt while learning magic with the witch Janick in Utapau, and the business with that small ‘sith’ acolyte' in Felucia, while running from a bull rancor in a old Consortium compound. When she went to bed, she could still see those big blue eyes the boy had, and feel the sadness they carried, followed by the howls of the Vornskr in to the night.

“Hit me with another one. I have to stay focused for my job later on today...”, she asked the Ithorian bartender. Ashelia was in that planet, laying low after doing her job for Popara, the lorda of the Anjiliac, murdering a member of some local rival gang that was in her territory. The Solidor did not considered herself a murderer, but money was always handy, especially if she had any hopes of escaping.

There she was again, doing another dirty work for the glory of the Solidors and the Protectorate. Only this time was a job set by local authorities, her father said for her to take it because he felt that the outcome would be beneficial in the long plan, whatever that was.
 
Graak had been hunted across the stars by multiple different governments. He was being hunted by some new group who thought capturing him would be easy. However after they had lost four ambushes and several skirmishes they had decided to use bounty hunters. However these had failed as well. Even the storm trooper group they had used had turned to his side.

However he had heard there was a new taker of the job. He was sitting in the bar watching the woman who had taken it. [member="Princess Ashelia Solidor"], why she had taken it he didn't understand. What he did understand is that she would not capture him either. She would fail just as much as each of the others had. He watched her from a shadowy corner ready to fight her if she figured it out.
 

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