Chaotic Mess
Location: Tanaab
Outfit: Mandalorian Armour (looks like this)
Weapons: Rifle, 2x pistols and several thermal detonators
Objective: Chaos, Plunder and Money!
Tag: Valery Noble
"Right lads, we have blown up merc bases on Thyrsus, Myrkr, Gallinore, Onderon, Kuat and a few systems in between. Luckily for us, this ship gets us in and out pretty dang quick." There was a roar of approach from his crew of about 4 or 5. "Got a few bounties done as well. Been missing out on some piracy work for too long."
Pausing, Rhys looked at the map then looked around the ship, "hey... Did those worlds pay us for liberating them from the mercs?" Rhys asked having completely forgotten to charge people directly once again.
There was some nervous coughing, "ummm. Boss... They all said they refused because you caused more harm than good. Since it was an oil refinery on Gallinore you blew up as well as the merc base. Onderon, you caused a mass panic with letting loose a horde of dangerous animals and then-"
"Hey! It was a black market hunting ring I took down!" Rhys protested, adamant that he had still done the right thing there.
"Of...of course Boss! Just Onderon's people were pleased with you releasing the animals in the city market... During the food festival..." One of the fellow pirates piped up.
Rhys paused and took it in before nodding his head. "Okay... Solid point. Well, send them a message that if they don't pay us then I'll return and cause more chaos trying to help them on their worlds. That should be just as solid a blackmail threat as being violent to them." Rhys chuckled as he could sense his crew relax more and thankful that Rhys was in a good mood.
Walking out of his ship onto the ground of Tanaab, Rhys donned his Mandalorian helmet and called out to the farmers. "Greetings! I am Rhys of Clan Swynol! I am here to raid your farmlands for money and resources!" There was a cheeriness to his tone, not even aware of the growing notoriety and infamy as a chaotic force for harm that Rhys was accruing.
Outfit: Mandalorian Armour (looks like this)
Weapons: Rifle, 2x pistols and several thermal detonators
Objective: Chaos, Plunder and Money!
Tag: Valery Noble
"Right lads, we have blown up merc bases on Thyrsus, Myrkr, Gallinore, Onderon, Kuat and a few systems in between. Luckily for us, this ship gets us in and out pretty dang quick." There was a roar of approach from his crew of about 4 or 5. "Got a few bounties done as well. Been missing out on some piracy work for too long."
Pausing, Rhys looked at the map then looked around the ship, "hey... Did those worlds pay us for liberating them from the mercs?" Rhys asked having completely forgotten to charge people directly once again.
There was some nervous coughing, "ummm. Boss... They all said they refused because you caused more harm than good. Since it was an oil refinery on Gallinore you blew up as well as the merc base. Onderon, you caused a mass panic with letting loose a horde of dangerous animals and then-"
"Hey! It was a black market hunting ring I took down!" Rhys protested, adamant that he had still done the right thing there.
"Of...of course Boss! Just Onderon's people were pleased with you releasing the animals in the city market... During the food festival..." One of the fellow pirates piped up.
Rhys paused and took it in before nodding his head. "Okay... Solid point. Well, send them a message that if they don't pay us then I'll return and cause more chaos trying to help them on their worlds. That should be just as solid a blackmail threat as being violent to them." Rhys chuckled as he could sense his crew relax more and thankful that Rhys was in a good mood.
Walking out of his ship onto the ground of Tanaab, Rhys donned his Mandalorian helmet and called out to the farmers. "Greetings! I am Rhys of Clan Swynol! I am here to raid your farmlands for money and resources!" There was a cheeriness to his tone, not even aware of the growing notoriety and infamy as a chaotic force for harm that Rhys was accruing.