Sol Andraste
Character
One. Two. Three more. Five.
She sat atop her nest overlooking an abandoned fort, one used long ago to house and send off troops if the threat was nearest them, and in the midst of this fort she had counted five. Five unidentified men. Clipped to their belts what appeared to be lightsabers but only one of them appeared in any way mature. The pup of the group, a fifteen year old boy, paced back and forth as the others talked and laughed. The other three somewhere between twenty to mid twenties. Then finally, the one that would likely be the largest threat, a man seemingly in his thirties, scars his medals from past battles. Andraste took a deep breath and remained watching. She had called for aid in regards to her situation. Five force users who had taken this former Republic outpost for themselves and now appeared to be waiting for some thing. Just as she was. She was given the go to lethally engage if the situation required it but considering how terrible of an idea that was, she opted for waiting at the moment.
Donning her all-purpose armour she found herself stuck atop this former anti-air strike post, now just watching her enemy wait. The tower connected to the wall of the base that circled around the men, a ladder located on both sides of the tower, one in their view and the other not. Sure, she could get down, but what if they moved? She preferred it up here. At least she could watch the horizon on this planet. Ord Janon. An otherwise forgotten world other than its former use as a military outpost, and one of the earliest planets to be attacked by the Yuuzhan Vong. Now in the clutches of a criminal syndicate. That of course placed her, technically, far out of her jurisdiction. But jurisdiction in her job was more so a guideline. She had been sent here to retrieve pivotal data, if it was still here after so long. Now she had received an alternative mission. Eliminate these men. Apparently former Sith apprentices and a single Sith Knight.
Resting to her right against the railing of the tower balcony a sniper rifle, while strapped to the front of her chest piece two WESTAR-34 pistols. Resting on her tailbone an extendable sword crafted from some lightsaber resistant metal. Beskar, or some thing. A Mandalorian metal. It had to be good, right? For now it appeared more so a dagger. Nevertheless, she kept her eyes on the five, awaiting her backup. Any minute now, she thought.
@[member="Antares Windu"]
She sat atop her nest overlooking an abandoned fort, one used long ago to house and send off troops if the threat was nearest them, and in the midst of this fort she had counted five. Five unidentified men. Clipped to their belts what appeared to be lightsabers but only one of them appeared in any way mature. The pup of the group, a fifteen year old boy, paced back and forth as the others talked and laughed. The other three somewhere between twenty to mid twenties. Then finally, the one that would likely be the largest threat, a man seemingly in his thirties, scars his medals from past battles. Andraste took a deep breath and remained watching. She had called for aid in regards to her situation. Five force users who had taken this former Republic outpost for themselves and now appeared to be waiting for some thing. Just as she was. She was given the go to lethally engage if the situation required it but considering how terrible of an idea that was, she opted for waiting at the moment.
Donning her all-purpose armour she found herself stuck atop this former anti-air strike post, now just watching her enemy wait. The tower connected to the wall of the base that circled around the men, a ladder located on both sides of the tower, one in their view and the other not. Sure, she could get down, but what if they moved? She preferred it up here. At least she could watch the horizon on this planet. Ord Janon. An otherwise forgotten world other than its former use as a military outpost, and one of the earliest planets to be attacked by the Yuuzhan Vong. Now in the clutches of a criminal syndicate. That of course placed her, technically, far out of her jurisdiction. But jurisdiction in her job was more so a guideline. She had been sent here to retrieve pivotal data, if it was still here after so long. Now she had received an alternative mission. Eliminate these men. Apparently former Sith apprentices and a single Sith Knight.
Resting to her right against the railing of the tower balcony a sniper rifle, while strapped to the front of her chest piece two WESTAR-34 pistols. Resting on her tailbone an extendable sword crafted from some lightsaber resistant metal. Beskar, or some thing. A Mandalorian metal. It had to be good, right? For now it appeared more so a dagger. Nevertheless, she kept her eyes on the five, awaiting her backup. Any minute now, she thought.
@[member="Antares Windu"]