Darth Vazela
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| @[member="Tarika Sadow"] |
Vilox Pazela rested his arm upon the stump found on the right, his yellow eyes lowering to the space from which, before his venture onto Tund, would have been where his right arm would have been. The sounds of the spaceport, constructed by the reigning Hutt crime lords of Nal Hutta for the exports of spice and other goods venturing in and out of the Y'Toub system, were in the background. He was not focused upon them, for his eyes turned to the setting Y'Toub sun. The long days found on the homeworld of the Hutts, an eighty seven rational period, were about to end that day. An equally long darkness was about to set. He found the setting perfect for the woman he had summoned to meet and discuss about the art of Science. Famed to be a descendent of one of the legendary Dark Lords of the Sith who had his own ventures into the Science. He required well driven minds, if he was to reclaim the arm he lost after his attack on the Sorcerers of Tund.
Vilox Pazela rested his arm upon the stump found on the right, his yellow eyes lowering to the space from which, before his venture onto Tund, would have been where his right arm would have been. The sounds of the spaceport, constructed by the reigning Hutt crime lords of Nal Hutta for the exports of spice and other goods venturing in and out of the Y'Toub system, were in the background. He was not focused upon them, for his eyes turned to the setting Y'Toub sun. The long days found on the homeworld of the Hutts, an eighty seven rational period, were about to end that day. An equally long darkness was about to set. He found the setting perfect for the woman he had summoned to meet and discuss about the art of Science. Famed to be a descendent of one of the legendary Dark Lords of the Sith who had his own ventures into the Science. He required well driven minds, if he was to reclaim the arm he lost after his attack on the Sorcerers of Tund.