GhostOfProtocol
The OOC One
Jardo shook his head. The White Palace, home of the Hutt cartel. Well, he never expected to find himself here anyway. However, he knew it was time to make peace with The Hutt Cartel, get a little work in. Training had died down since Raien had vanished, and Jardo was getting bored. The only decent thing having happened was the attack on Malif Cove.
Actually, not even that was good. Smirking lightly he walked into the main throne room, nodding to the guards as they flanked him. They demanded all of his weapons, which he was willing to hand over. All but the hidden blade, he wasn't stupid. In the group of guards he saw [member="Xander Black"]. Black just shrugged, clearly unaware of what was going on.
In time they dragged him and [member="Nandiach_Ankah"] across to the throne of [member="Sempra the Hutt"]. Bowing lightly he stared at the Slime Ball before finally introducing himself and his apprentice. He doubted that Sempra had forgotten him, and he also doubted that he'd be happy having two Sith in his building.
Actually, not even that was good. Smirking lightly he walked into the main throne room, nodding to the guards as they flanked him. They demanded all of his weapons, which he was willing to hand over. All but the hidden blade, he wasn't stupid. In the group of guards he saw [member="Xander Black"]. Black just shrugged, clearly unaware of what was going on.
In time they dragged him and [member="Nandiach_Ankah"] across to the throne of [member="Sempra the Hutt"]. Bowing lightly he stared at the Slime Ball before finally introducing himself and his apprentice. He doubted that Sempra had forgotten him, and he also doubted that he'd be happy having two Sith in his building.