OOC: For this I will be GMing for others in my faction to help give this some flavor. I will be posting as Graska to maintain an opposing force of Pirates for others. Durok will be my OOC GM posts and Graska my IC.
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Southern Triad: New buisness in the Pii System
- Thread starter DurokNe'Ja
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Graska
Character
Smoke rose high into the black sky of Pii III, illuminated by the bright fires of the pirate encampments that lay in the Greel Tree forests that covered the planets surface. Among the foliage the green scaled trandoshian leader of the pirate faction stood tall, looking over the stary sky as he waited for the envoy's of his old employer, the South Systems Syndicate. His old boss, Durok Ne'Ja, had been hunting him for a long time now but the time had come for Graska to turn the tables. He took a system that he knew Durok would want, Pii, the only system that could support the Greel trees that supported a steady export of the luxurious Greel wood.
The lizards plan was not to give the system over, however, it was to kill his old boss when he came to negotiate. Little did he know that Durok had business elsewhere and would not be in attendance.
The lizards plan was not to give the system over, however, it was to kill his old boss when he came to negotiate. Little did he know that Durok had business elsewhere and would not be in attendance.
Osos Ned'lx
The Bug
Osos stood on the bridge of The Pillager, awaiting a transmission from the Boss. Supposedly, they were in the Pii system to wrest it away from a Trando. Easy stuff,if negotiations went well. If not, there was always the merc army.
Adi-Viole-Cloud
The Cerean Bounty Hunter
Adi-Viole-Cloud stood next to his friend Osos quietly and vigilant. He was eager for some sort of action, just some target for him to pin down with his vibroblade and shoot between the eyes. "Osus, shouldn't we take military control over more strategic positions than what we already have while we are going into negotiations? I feel as though we should be as prepared as possible for a hostile takeover. I know its not logical, but I am itching for action!"
Graska
Character
"Graska" a slithery voice hissed from behind the pirate king, who turned with his black eyes focused on the Trandoshian behind him.
"What is it Bosak?" Graska growled. Bosak was his second in command and his most trusted friend, the two had bad tempers but it worked to their advantage.
"Durok, he's not on the ship, we just intercepted a transmission to the pillager from him and it was from Tatooine." Instantly Graska's anger flourished, and he gripped his fingers against his palm.
Raising his head up, he roared ferociously into the air "That slim!" He spun on a dime and grabbed Bosak by the armor vest he wore "The plan has changed, arm the ion cannon and bring that ship down to the planet. We will kill them, and then we will go to Tatooine and kill Durok!"
"What is it Bosak?" Graska growled. Bosak was his second in command and his most trusted friend, the two had bad tempers but it worked to their advantage.
"Durok, he's not on the ship, we just intercepted a transmission to the pillager from him and it was from Tatooine." Instantly Graska's anger flourished, and he gripped his fingers against his palm.
Raising his head up, he roared ferociously into the air "That slim!" He spun on a dime and grabbed Bosak by the armor vest he wore "The plan has changed, arm the ion cannon and bring that ship down to the planet. We will kill them, and then we will go to Tatooine and kill Durok!"
Davin Jusik
TIE Bomber LT- DREX
Cardin moved silently through the Greel trees on Pii III with the practiced grace Cole had taught him over the years. A grace which for a man of his size was almost unheard of. He was still unsure of his ultimate objective. Though his current task was to board Graska's vessel. He carried a suppressed slug thrower rifle, two suppressed slug thrower pistols, a durasteel hunting knife who's handles was created out of Bantha bone, and a vibrosword.
Several pirates were patrolling through the foliage directly to his twelve o' clock. It would be simple to kill them but he crawled ever closer to the objective his master had selected for him. As a retainer it was his sacred duty to obey whatever command was given to him by his master. The Syndicate had saved him once. Now he owed them his life.
His presence remained undetected as he passed several patrols and slipped onboard the vessel through a loading station, crawling into the belly of Graska's pride and joy. He activated a secure beacon and awaited confirmation from his allies as to his orders. Which would be displayed on his holo watch by a series of lights.
Several pirates were patrolling through the foliage directly to his twelve o' clock. It would be simple to kill them but he crawled ever closer to the objective his master had selected for him. As a retainer it was his sacred duty to obey whatever command was given to him by his master. The Syndicate had saved him once. Now he owed them his life.
His presence remained undetected as he passed several patrols and slipped onboard the vessel through a loading station, crawling into the belly of Graska's pride and joy. He activated a secure beacon and awaited confirmation from his allies as to his orders. Which would be displayed on his holo watch by a series of lights.
Cole’s ship the Red flacon dropped out of hyper space and hide behind a near by moon, he acquired the various “gifts” to offered in the negations he still had an uneasy feeling he and his copilot Croso would go in disguise as the had more than a few enemies down there pirates and smugglers /traffickers didn’t get along well they tended to cut into each other’s profits margin.
“I don’t like this Corso gear heavy we need the extra fire power down there, my gut tells me this won’t go as planned.” Cole said grimly his hand resting on his trusty blaster pistol as grabbed his scatter gun, and stealth generator as well it was older tech but it still worked.
“Will do boss.” Croso replied as he began tucking, slug throwers and blasters in several clever concealed compartments with his clothing.
“I don’t like this Corso gear heavy we need the extra fire power down there, my gut tells me this won’t go as planned.” Cole said grimly his hand resting on his trusty blaster pistol as grabbed his scatter gun, and stealth generator as well it was older tech but it still worked.
“Will do boss.” Croso replied as he began tucking, slug throwers and blasters in several clever concealed compartments with his clothing.