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It had been a while since Shuk would have last heard from his cathar friend. Following the incident on Naboo, he went dark. The occasional appearance of the cathar himself, or the notorious Zlova Rue. Wherever she was, Talohn wasn't far behind, and vice versa. As for what he was up to? No one could say. Well, at least not until today. It's likely that Shuklaar's ship would pick up Talohn's distinct ship, The Crimson Wolf. The only one of it's kind ever made, that was another thing that would signal that Talohn was in any given area of the galaxy.
As the ship comes in closer, the security team makes contact over commlink in order to confirm the identity of the ship. After the query was sent. a response came not long after. "Yeah, It's Talohn Atar, of House Verd. Mind telling Shuk I'm here? I've got something to talk with him about." Following that, he receives directions to dock in the hangar. The ship steadily makes it's way into said hangar, landing gear detracting as it lowers itself onto the floor. The boarding ramp lowers soon after.
The cathar emerges from his ship, making his way down the boarding ramp. He's gone through a bit of a style change over the time that he's been gone, finding he prefers a more lightweight armor style. Where he'd typically be found in full Mandalorian armor, he now dressed in a less armored outfit. He wore a simple long sleeve armorweave shirt with his mandalorian chestplate over it and a simple brown scarf about his neck. His right hand was adorned with a simple leather glove that had beskar bracers which went halfway up his forearm. The glove itself had a beskar plate on the back of the hand with some sort of catharese insignia carved into it. His left hand was covered by something much more familiar. A fully plated beskar gauntlet equipped with the crushgaunt that was naturally installed into the gauntlet. It also had a slot for a wrist weapon like missiles or whistling birds, but he had decided to forego that on this occasion. He also wore a leather longcoat that went down to his ankles and a brimmed leather hat atop his head. Typical mercenary or smuggler fashion, really. His pants, much like his shirt, were armorweave, though not skintight like leather. More baggy like a pair of cargo pants. His knees were covered by beskar kneepads, which had slots for gadgets as well, though he'd decided not to bring any this time as previously stated. His boots went up to below his knee and were beskar plated from the looks of it, equipped with flight jets on the bottom of the heel. Never without his precious favorite, the I'zêorra stjolkk was in a leather holster attached to his right thigh.
Upon seeing the man they had fought alongside on Naboo, the men seemed to relax somewhat, but still directed Talohn to stay where he was until Shuklaar arrived. Talohn, fine by that, leans on one of the ship's landing gear.
Shuklaar Kyrdol
As the ship comes in closer, the security team makes contact over commlink in order to confirm the identity of the ship. After the query was sent. a response came not long after. "Yeah, It's Talohn Atar, of House Verd. Mind telling Shuk I'm here? I've got something to talk with him about." Following that, he receives directions to dock in the hangar. The ship steadily makes it's way into said hangar, landing gear detracting as it lowers itself onto the floor. The boarding ramp lowers soon after.
The cathar emerges from his ship, making his way down the boarding ramp. He's gone through a bit of a style change over the time that he's been gone, finding he prefers a more lightweight armor style. Where he'd typically be found in full Mandalorian armor, he now dressed in a less armored outfit. He wore a simple long sleeve armorweave shirt with his mandalorian chestplate over it and a simple brown scarf about his neck. His right hand was adorned with a simple leather glove that had beskar bracers which went halfway up his forearm. The glove itself had a beskar plate on the back of the hand with some sort of catharese insignia carved into it. His left hand was covered by something much more familiar. A fully plated beskar gauntlet equipped with the crushgaunt that was naturally installed into the gauntlet. It also had a slot for a wrist weapon like missiles or whistling birds, but he had decided to forego that on this occasion. He also wore a leather longcoat that went down to his ankles and a brimmed leather hat atop his head. Typical mercenary or smuggler fashion, really. His pants, much like his shirt, were armorweave, though not skintight like leather. More baggy like a pair of cargo pants. His knees were covered by beskar kneepads, which had slots for gadgets as well, though he'd decided not to bring any this time as previously stated. His boots went up to below his knee and were beskar plated from the looks of it, equipped with flight jets on the bottom of the heel. Never without his precious favorite, the I'zêorra stjolkk was in a leather holster attached to his right thigh.
Upon seeing the man they had fought alongside on Naboo, the men seemed to relax somewhat, but still directed Talohn to stay where he was until Shuklaar arrived. Talohn, fine by that, leans on one of the ship's landing gear.
Shuklaar Kyrdol
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