GalacticNiv
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Location: Hyperspace, approaching Serenno system
There was always trouble in the Outer Rim Territories, no matter how settled and explored the region had been over the centuries. With the collapse of countless military powerhouses across the galaxy, there was more unrest than ever. Thanks to that fact, there was bound to be business for the mercenary and bounty hunter types, for most planets resources were focused on maintaining order within their own territory. Some could simply not be bothered to chase after outlaws and terrorists, leaving it up to third party intervention to get the job done.
The blue vortex of hyperspace shone brightly through the transparisteel cockpit of the XS light freighter, reflecting off the computer console that the seated Mandalorian had just booted up. Leaning back in the pilots chair, Tallor switched on the small holoprojector, which began to display filed reports on the very recent incident at Carrania. It was the capital city of Serenno, a place known to house the most wealthy and influential individuals in the galaxy. It wasn't uncommon for those types to request the services of highly trained mercenaries, but this time the reason as to why definitely was.
The man's brown eyes widened in surprise as he read over the holographic files, which seemed to describe some sort of terrorist attack at the Carannia spaceport. What was more, there had been several low tier bounties issued on the suspects, some of them for reasons irrelevant to the spaceport incident. What had caught his eye was an emergency transmission broadcast on an open channel by Carannia officials themselves, requesting that those in nearby space be on the look out for a VCX-820 escort freighter. The three suspects had been partially identified by witnesses at the scene, one Zabrak, droid and 'someone that was probably Sith', according to the records.
Having been near the Serenno system at the time the bounties were posted, Tallor didn't hesitate to plot an approach vector. However, witnessing the escalation of chaos this trio had managed to inflict during the brief travel, the Mandalorian was feeling a bit regretful. He had journeyed to these parts in hopes of finding a good deal on a new ship, but it seemed now that his familiarity with the XS light freighter would be one of his only advantages against his targets. Exiting hyperspace on the outskirts of the system, Tallor ran a gloved hand over his thinly shaved head, before facing the sensor array display which had begun monitoring the area.
He was unsure if they were still in the system, and judging by the reports they couldn't have gotten too far. The VCX-820 had even engaged with military starfighters, so it was possible that they had sustained damaged before their escape from the law. The Mandalorian had become fed up with his career, tired of capturing low-profile targets for meager credit sums. The idea of pursuing these individuals was more than enough to motivate the hunter. Tallor kept his eyes trained on the sensor display as he took the flight controls in his hands, easing the throttle to guide his freighter patiently through space.
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