Kainan Wolfe
Shadow of War

- The Watering Hole
Cantina, Commenor Downtown Area
The contract specifically requested for a skilled lightsaber duelist and the terms stipulated within it, offered a hefty sum of one hundred thousand credits, in exchange for two months of training in secrecy, at an undisclosed location. The contract had been sent out from an anonymous source and applicants were to respond through a number of dead-drops at various locations on Commenor, providing contact details and their resume. When an applicant was selected for the job, the prospective employee had been directed to this establishment, with instructions to purchase a specific drink and book a specific table at a specific hour of a specific date. Representatives of the employer would then meet with the contact here and spirit him away towards a local landing pad, exchanging several speeders along the way. The whole deal had the style and manner of a highly-classified government operation, probably because it was. But it was not the Commenori government that was behind this deal.
The employer's representatives were two unassuming human males, wearing nondescript clothing. At the agreed-upon hour, they approached the individual who sat at the specified table, with the specified drink. "You are the candidate? Good. Please sign here, here and here," instructed the first man, indicating a datapad that he had set on the table. The contract stipulated a non-disclosure agreement under the justification of 'national security' and stated that 'severe consequences' would follow, should this agreement be breached, although it was not stipulated what these consequences would be. The employee was to never speak of anything that occurred over the entire duration of the job, "Follow us, please," instructed the other one, after allowing a few minutes for the applicant to read and sign the contract. They would then lead him out through a back door and to the hidden landing pad where an unmarked Lambda-class shuttle awaited. The shuttle would take flight, distance itself away from the planet and then jump to hyperspace, emerging at a location in empty space a few hours later. Neither of the two representatives would speak for the duration of the trip.
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- SRV Argent Dawn
Valiant-class Star Destroyer, Deep Space
Shortly after the shuttle exited hyperspace, another ship joined it. But this time, it wasn't another shuttle. The two men piloting the shuttle seemed unphased when a thousand meters of http://starwarsrp.net/topic/114430-valiant-class-star-destroyer/]Star Destroyer suddenly blinked into existence on top of them. Following a brief exchange in a coded language over the comms, the two men took the shuttle into the warship's hangar.
Within the hangar, uniformed troops wearing some sort of cloak that ended in a wolf's-head hood on top of their helmets, waited in perfect silence. Other than the two dozen soldiers, the hangar had been emptied of personnel. One of these guards stepped forward to greet the lightsaber teacher, delivering instructions in the clear, emotionless manner of an imperial stormtrooper. "You are aboard the Star Destroyer Argent Dawn, flagship of the Shrouded Republic," explained the Wolfguard officer. "Your job is to instruct Lord of Shrouds Kainan Wolfe, our head of state, in the usage of a lightsaber. For the duration of your contract, you are to remain within the quarters that have been assigned to you at all times, except during training hours, when a pair of Wolfguards shall escort you to a designated training area. Should you, at any times, desire food or refreshments, you are to use the intercom within your quarters to order them and they shall be delivered to you. At no time and under no circumstances are you to attempt to make contact with anyone aside from the personnel assigned to your intercom channel," spoke the uniformed officer, his helmet masking any and all facial expressions. The teacher would then be escorted to the quarters assigned to him, which looked like the apartment of one of the ship's officers. A short while later, a pair of guards would come to inform him that their lord had requested his presence.
The self-styled Lord of Shrouds was a man of slightly-above average height. His dark brown hair was streaked with white and he had a scar running across the left side of his face. He looked at the lightsaber trainer with clear, ice-blue eyes that held a fierce intensity.
"Greetings. My name is Kainan Wolfe," spoke the man, with a practiced air of authority. "Please excuse the security measures, they are necessary to keep this whole affair private, as there are those whom I would prefer that news of this would not reach their ears. Now," he said, drawing an ornate and menacing-looking http://starwarsrp.net/topic/114432-kainan-wolfes-lightsaber/]lightsaber from his belt, pressing the switch which caused a black, sputtering blade to come to life. "Shall we begin?"
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