Public The Good, the Bad, and the Bryn'adul (Hutt Space Consortium)

[Sal Katarn]

K W E N N
Kwenn Station . . .

Spoiler

Exposed wires hung from the ceiling, some sparked limply, causing the handful of ceiling lights that still dimly illuminated the hallway to flash on and off. On and off. On and off. Their flickering reflected in the eyes of Sal Katarn as he strode down the hallway, slugthrower out, alert for the slightest bit of movement in the darkness ahead.

The job was simple... as far as jobs went.

Kwenn Station had once been a pretty important place. Got a corvette you need repaired? Pull on up. Hell, got an imperial star destroyer and need to fuel up? They had bays for that. Once. Now the station drifted in orbit above Kwenn, little more than a husk dominated by remnant Bryn tribe who roamed through the halls eating whatever they could find.

A bunch of crime lords decided that they had had enough of the Bryn squatting on valuable real estate. So, Sal and a bunch of other mercenary types got paid a pretty credit to go in and clean out the surviving Bryn'adul.

Easier said than done.

Sal's slugthrower barked in the darkness, flashing once, twice, three times. A shape in the darkness jerked, roaring, half its face blown away, but still coming toward him.

Hell.

He'd only made it angry.

 

[Ghorua the Shark]

LOCATION: KWENN STATION
EQUIPMENT: IN BIO
OBJECTIVE: TAKE OUT THE TRASH
Tags: Sal Katarn ​

There were few enemies as easy for the Shark to kill as the Bryn'adul.

Not for a lack of skill. The race of reptilian hulks were genetically bred to be warriors of an unrivaled caliber. They had taken an entire arm of the galaxy in years past, a machine of war that couldn't be stopped, until it outgrew it's own support, and gained too much attention from the other powers that be. Their monumental rise and fall was whispered about in cantina corners to this day, especially from those who witnessed it first-hand.

No, they were easy for Ghorua to destroy because he had no moral qualms with ending them.

A string of heavy blaster shots flew past Sal Katarn , planting into the Draelvasier brute's chest with deadly accuracy. Each shot lit the shadows in red, staggering the creature back, until, finally, it gave up the ghost. With a savage growl, the Drael crumpled to the hard floor.

Ghorua stepped up next to the smaller human, Firaxa rested on a shoulder. The helmet of his black armor was fastened securely to his head, but it wasn't hard to imagine the intense glare of the Shark.

"Let's keep moving," the Shark said, voice modified slightly by the helm. "The others probably heard that."

 

[Kardek Alpha]

Sal Katarn Ghorua the Shark

"After you, hoss." Kardek said in response to Ghorua the Shark , glaring back at Alpha, the IG-88 droid who was his eternal companion, giving him the cutting motion across his throat in a violent manner. Alpha slouched his shoulders, lowering his head in shame as he trudged after Kardek and the others. Kardek pointed viciously at the heavy repeater canon in Alpha's hands, then at the cell that he had strapped to his side. Alpha reluctantly removed the explosive ammunition from the weapon and replaced it with standard ammunition.

"Thank you." Kardek rolled his eyes, "Kriffin' idiot." Kardek turned and almost bumped right into the back of shark boy. "Hi." He muttered sarcastically, blinking in annoyance as he sidestepped around him, pulling out both TSF-SBP Blasters with incineration rounds loaded and at the ready to cause some fiery mayhem. Unlike the explosive ammunition that Alpha had loaded like an idiot, the incineration rounds would not blow a hole in the side of the kriffin' station. Just then, a low guttural growl could be heard moving quickly towards them. Another creature likely alerted by the commotion earlier. Kardek raised both blasters and unleashed fiery hell on the creature as it rounded the corner, causing it to shriek in agony as the blasts ripped through its flesh and burned its skin.

 

[Karkosuchus]

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Spoiler: Equipment

Bandolier Syntherope Food Rations Hush 98 Comlink Imagecaster Flash Grenade Sonic Detonator Bacta Grenade Concussion Grenade Thermal Detonator Energy Bola Fire Blade

Brass Knuckles VT Portable Shield Generator DZ 17X Nemesis Dissuader KD-30 .48 Caliber Enforcer Pistol DLT-19 Heavy Blaster Rifle

The Saruton mercenary had been hired to clean out the station from the Bryn'adul Menance. Karkosuchus wasn't concerned about the bryn'adul as every living thing was his food source and even the mightiest of bryn'adul would snap in half from his immense bite force. Others had been hired but the saruton decided to venture alone for now, clearing up the upper decks nearest to the food court. His DLT-19 Heavy Blaster Rifle would be his primary weapon of choice due to his rapid fire rate to pin down an enemy. Equipped to his right side would be his two holsters for his Dissuader KD-30 and .48 Caliber Enforcer Pistol. They would be within quick-draw configuration, allowing him to withdraw the pistols in the event that his main weapon was indisposed. His heavy bandolier was equipped with many tools for the job, wearing the leather sash across his DZ 17X Nemesis armor. Which had a built in light repeater blaster cannon.

His heavy footsteps stalked the upper levels of the station, coming across a group of Vaydralen. They were known for having perfect teamwork, but that mattered little when faced with the massive saruton warrior. Spotting them, Karkosuchus rushed them with his heavy blaster rifle. Although this was more of a distraction than an actual tactic as he charged right into them. Bashing one over the head with the butt of his rifle, although the Vaydralen catched it with his own strength. Karko used such a maneuver to kick the monster with his massive foot right in the stomach. Sending the vaydralen away into another one as they both slammed into the station walls.

One rushed him from behind and smacked its weapon against his armored form, to ill effect. As the saruton turned and back-handed the vaydralen into the ground. Before stomping on the body with his massive foot, as the blood gushed out and organs spilled on the floor. The saruton turned with his jaw opened, munching on the head of another who attempted to flank him. As the head was within his maw, he crushed it with his mighty bite force. Before shooting his heavy blaster rifle directly into the stomach of the vaydralen to send the body parts scattering. Swallowing the head bits into his mouth, the saruton roared as his form was covered in his enemy's blood.

The sound loud enough to attract the attention of the other mercenaries, to come upon a murder scene unlike any other. Blood spattered across walls and organs smashed into paste. Karkosuchus would take an ammunition pack from his bandolier, inserting it into his heavy blaster rifle.

Sal Katarn
Kardek Alpha
Ghorua the Shark

 

[Cass Gemini]

Spoiler: Gear and other links

• Calypso's Thunder
• Pirates Bane
• Harlequin sabers
• Gravpack
• Viper mk2 skinsuit
• Thermal Detonators
• Sonic grenades

Ship:

• Midnight Kyber
• 4 x Sciss stealth fighters

NPCs:

• Crew of the Midnight Kyber

Location: Station Corridor
Tags: Kardek Alpha Ghorua the Shark Sal Katarn
Wearing: Salvaged Beskar

Cass didn't usually like these combat clearances, preferring to be more nuanced and only killing the minimum she needed to succeed her mission. The Bryn doubley so, those things are dangerous and usually had little of value to steal. But this station, boy it was a prize. She had come her to aid the HSC clearing it out. And her payment? Her ship would leave here with its armouries full of munitions, its tanks full of fuel and enough spare parts to keep her going for the rest of the year. Her salvage payment was barely a scratch on what this station was worth, the payment covered her potential losses, but really, she wanted to help build this new alliance of criminals and being instrumental in that would aid her negotiations as the figurehead if the Kraken Coalition.

She strode down the hallway, her pistols in hand wearing her newly liberated and redecorated beskar'gam. Damn she looked good in it, and if it annoyed a few mandos to see a wanted pirate wearing looted armour, then more was the joy. Her targeting reticule beeped and she detected movement ahead as an injured Bryn soldier reached for his rifle and opened fire. Her, lightweight version of the Gam allower her to utilise her force sensitivity to its fullest and nimbly dodge the shots, opening up and putting a round into the head of the beast, it's electric charge instantly overloading it's nervous system.

There was a bang from down the corridor as someone else opened fire at the denizens of this place. The short silence was broken by the staccato of her first officer Thrace using her dual smg pistols to blow big chunks off of a pair of Bryn that had tried to get the jump on them. "How bouts we make this a game? I'm on two, you have one, whoever gets the most buys the other a big bottle of good rum at the next stopover?"

Cass laughed "Oh, you better be saving your cut then as you know I have expensive tastes."

The pair continued up toward the group ahead, killing another Bryn each on the way up. They finally arrived at the other pair. "Hey, whats the plan here? We headed to command of is someone else up there? How many you each on?" she fired her Pirate's Bane over the shoulder of the IG88 droid at another approaching bryn, almost killing it, but then Thrace finished it. "Come on baby! That was mine all day long!" Cass joked at her friend. "four, two, Captain, read it and weep."

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[Darth Empyrean]

Criminal syndicates were growing in influence once again. Not the first time in Maliphants life, but certainly the first time since he had gone by the title of Maliphant. With the death of the Empire, the return of subterfuge became all the more important - and throwing their weight behind the rising criminal syndicates on this side of the Galaxy would heavily serve their interests.​

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Luckily, Darth Ophidia had already done work on the issue for many years, specifically to raise Hutt Nationalism and cause unrest for the Silver Jedi. Now, as the plan had come to more fruition at the able hands of Hutts like Gorba the Hutt - the Sith could begin to work more openly.​

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So three Sith Lords of incomparable danger exited the transport ship docked to the Gilded Dragnet. Waiting for them were the guards and enforcers of the Hutt - and with them were no guards of their own. A peace offering - but the reality was that those three were an army in themselves. They didn't need protection, and the Hutt would know this long before the meeting.​

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"Make sure to behave yourselves.", Maliphant offered Darth Carnifex and the lady of snakes.​

 

[Darth Carnifex]

"You needn't remind me," answered the hooded titan.

Moments ago, the Dark Lord's shuttle had carefully docked with the Gilded Dragnet. The sleek black utilitarian design of the Sith shuttle was at odds with the opulent bronzium hull of the Hutt's pleasure yacht, the two looking quite disjointed when docked with one another. True to his word, the Dark Lord had brought nothing but himself to meet with Gorba the Hutt. Having dealt with Hutt Princes in both his life as Vornskr as his current existence as the mirror doppelgänger of the man he once was, Demiurge possessed enough sense and wit to not tread too boorishly around them; especially when he was an invited guest.

Still, he did not come so easily as a happabore pup led to the knife. His lightsaber dangled from the wide synthleather belt cinched around his waist, the metal twinkling in the artificial light of the yacht's spacious interior. His lean muscular was concealed behind both an overtunic and an undertunic, with flared trousers covering his legs and shin-length synthleather boots covered each foot. A cloak was thrown around his broad shoulders, bound by a clasp in the shape of a peering lidless eye; the Eye of Solomon. He looked every inch the fearsome mystical warrior attributed to the adherents of the dreadful Sith Order.

"I have treated with the Hutts in the past," but it had been when the Hutts had been stronger economically, militarily, and politically. He didn't give voice to those brief thoughts, it would not do well for him to speak of the Hutt's recent vulnerabilities. They had come to seek mutual benefit through concerted partnership, not to poke and prod at still sore wounds. The truth of the matter was that the recession of the Bryn'adûl horde had lain open a field of potential for both the Sith and the Hutts to take advantage of. If they played their cards right, the Sith could find a strong foothold in Hutt space.

"In fact, I am quite eager to meet the Honorable Gorba."

Darth Empyrean | Darth Ophidia | Gorba the Hutt ​

 

[Sly Chance]

"I'll bet you are."

Even with a pair of heavy blasters strapped on his belt, compared to the Sith Lords he looked almost comical. His heavy duster provided meager protection and the old fashioned wide brimmed hat partially obscured the duros' piercing crimson eyes. A menacing grin spread under Sly's mustache as he sized Darth Carnifex up.

"Name's Kyros," he said, "Think you know my friend here. Mighty Gorba hired us to keep an eye on things."

Next to him, the mandalorian needed no introduction. Koda Fett looked worth every credit. Despite their history the Sith could be sure a professional like Koda would carry out his contract. Maybe that's why the smuggler was so confident. Then again, maybe Sly was more dangerous than he seemed. Harsh frontier life could breed some rough folk.

"Reckon the Hutt will want to see you in his throne room. Everything check out, Fett?"

Gorba the Hutt Darth Empyrean Darth Ophidia​

 

[Sisserith]

Location: Kwenn Station
Dialogue Legend: <"ur-Kittât"> │ “Galactic Basic”
Tags: Cass Gemini Sal Katarn Ghorua the Shark Kardek Alpha Karkosuchus

“Gosh, these Drael’ are like Ologuren or Graug!” Sisserith called out, after dumping half a magazine’s worth of 10x25mm armor-piercing slugs into the neck and upper chest of a glaive-wielding Juggernaut Minor, the monster finally going down as it drowned in a river of its own blood. Having fought alongside similar creatures when she was with the Bloody Iron Sunz, before the chieftain disappeared in the wake of Loovria, Sisserith knew that killing such massive, monstrous beasts relied on speed and precision, striking their weak points and disrupting their momentum in the process. As strong and tough as such creatures were, they could be killed, or else the Bryn'adûl Empire would not have fallen and perhaps, Loovria might have turned out differently.

"How bouts we make this a game? I'm on two, you have one, whoever gets the most buys the other a big bottle of good rum at the next stopover?"

“That’s one on my end, as well, Commander!” The Sithspawn cut in. “And I can get more!” She added in a bloodthirsty challenge.

Elegantly jumping over the huge corpse of her kill after putting an additional slug in its skull for good measure, Sisserith followed after her superiors as they stormed through the hallway. Her pistols barked out a relentless salvo of slugs in the process, assisting Cass Gemini on her kill, but Sisserith knew that her Captain had fired the finishing shot.

Then, her ears twitched.

Pivoting around with inhuman reflexes, Sisserith leveled her pistols at a Centurion Vandal just as the soldier raised his assault carbine, intent on putting rounds into her allies’ backs. Fortunately, the Sithspawn’s shots came first, striking the Vaydralen four times in the chest and briefly stunning him, before he ducked back into cover in a burst of savagely-quick speed.

Immediately, Sisserith decided that she would flush him out.

Pulling a bouncing sonic grenade from her belt, the Sithspawn threw the explosive at the wall behind the Vaydralen, which bounced like a toy ball, before going off a split-second later in an ear splitting explosion of lethal sound, immediately adjacent to the ultra-fast saurian. Stumbling out of cover, the Sithspawn filled the Vaydralen’s stunned, internally-liquified form with holes, finishing him off with a leaping slash across his throat with one of her gauntlet vibroblades.

“Two!”

Spoiler: Loadout

• Pulsiva Bodysuit
  
  • Sisserith’s Interceptor Gauntlets
    
    • Hekler’Kok WMMW-01 - L
      
      • Shotgun (2) - 10 Gauge Slug
    • Hekler’Kok WMMW-01 - R
      
      • Flamethrower (2)
  • Energy Shield
    
    • Phase III “Force Avenger” Energy Shield
  • Utility
    
    • Kirino Visual Interface
• Breshig War Forge Consolidated LRH-5A Verpine Shatter Pistol (2) - L/R
  
  • Armor-Piercing Ammunition
  • HE Ammunition
• Bouncing Multi-Purpose Grenade - CryoBan (3)
• Bouncing Multi-Purpose Grenade - Sonic (2)

 

[Koda Fett]

"Should do," the Mandalorian answered in his modulated voice, a curious hint to it.

He stood there in a lazied stance, the subtle tilt of his head followed their arrival and his drawn blaster was cradled in his armoured arms. He last saw two thirds of this crew before the Sith had fallen on harsher times, those not too dissimilar to his own circumstances now - wished dead for their crimes, whatever it is said crimes seemed to be. Of them all, the T-visor remained on the mountain of a man the most. He examined his features in a manner that remarked an off-ness.

But the Dark Lord made mention of a newer version of himself out there, one tied to him, albeit distance in some Sith ritual; whatever it was, the full extent of it eluded Fett.

"Go on in," he continued in time, the flick of his helmeted head was made towards the entrance before his frame had turned over in full towards it, "Follow me." Fett commanded of them before he lead them towards the Hutt.

Sly Chance | Gorba the Hutt | Darth Carnifex | Darth Empyrean | Darth Ophidia

 

[Darth Ophidia]

Darth Carnifex Darth Empyrean
Gorba the Hutt Koda Fett Sly Chance

"Make sure you behave yourselves."​

Darth Ophidia perked an eyebrow as her eyes snapped in the direction of Maliphant. She would have taken it as an insult if it had not amused her the way it did. One who had not known her for long would not have seen the signs of her amusement though. There as no smile, no snort or chuckle. there was just the perk of the eyebrow and the faintest exhale through her nose. Otherwise, she remained impassive.

Her eyes closed momentarily as she let them glide over to the two enforcers meeting them.

Between the two other Lords of the Sith, the slender shape of Darth Ophidia appeared unimpressive. Demiurge dominated the silhouette with his sheer mass, and Maliphant presented refined and approachable figure, but she seemed like less. Her robes were simple; black silk covering her body from head to toe, with a subtle print of blue diamonds patterning her back. She kept the hood raised, shrouding her face in dense shadow. A sash in grey, embroidered with a faint pattern of black, cut across the silken robes and was affixed by a leather belt. Beyond the patterns, she wore little in terms of embellishment.

Unlike Demiurge, she seemed unarmed. No sabre hung at her belt, nor did she carry a blaster.

But those who knew could see that there was danger in her stride and control in her burning gaze. Every step, every glance was measured and weighed, every impression counted, catalogued, and filed for later review. She surveyed the two enforcers in her mind, comparing what she saw to reports from her spies and informants.

 

[Karkosuchus]

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Spoiler: Equipment

Bandolier Syntherope Food Rations Hush 98 Comlink Imagecaster Flash Grenade Sonic Detonator Bacta Grenade Concussion Grenade Thermal Detonator Energy Bola Fire Blade

Brass Knuckles VT Portable Shield Generator DZ 17X Nemesis Dissuader KD-30 .48 Caliber Enforcer Pistol DLT-19 Heavy Blaster Rifle

The Saruton had just finished reloading his heavy blaster rifle with fresh ammunition, scanning the area with his glowing orange eyes for signs of danger. The Food Court of the Station was no doubt swarming with Bryn'adul as an army marched on its stomach. He snarled as he approached the entrance way into the court, unloading a few rounds of heavy fire into the stomach of a Vaydralen Guardsman posted out front. Karkosuchus tapped on the control panel to the fortified door receiving nothing but an error message. The Bryn'adul must have overloaded the system with their own technology. Although this high tech approach was nothing but folly to the Saruton who promptly kicked down the door with his massive foot. Sending the door flying into the wall with a loud crash on the opposite side. The Court was a wide circle area with food stalls and other cantina like establishments, although the bryn'adul had turned it into a small encampment.

He had to assume that this was a patrol garrassion which would monitor the activity on this level. Switching his heavy rifle to automatic, he grabbed a table like an improve shield and charged forward into the bryn'adul warriors within the court. Smashing the table in a ram style into the body of a Vaydralen. Turning over just in time to see a Draelvasier Brute charge towards him, but the saruton would stand his ground. Rearing back his massive foot and booting the brute away into a wall. Before unloading round upon round of blaster fire into his stomach region which promptly split him into two. Two Vaydralen tried to jump on top of him, but he headbutted them with a single motion which disoriented them. Giving him enough time to turn around and munch his massive jaws onto their shoulder. Lifting them up and throwing them into the ceiling. His jagged teeth stained with their blood, gushing and pouring down his crocodilian lips.

The Saruton would swing his heavy blaster rifle around onto his shoulder now, using his light repeating cannon to clear out the room of bryn'adul warriors. Once the room was cleared of enemies, the Saruton would devour the food left over. Although much of it was rotten and molten due to being within the room for so long. Although this fact mattered little to the saruton who promptly ate everything in front of himself. Although this feast was soon done and the Saruton walked out of the room once more.

Sal Katarn
Ghorua the Shark
Kardek Alpha
Cass Gemini
Sisserith

 

[Gorba the Hutt]

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Aboard the Gilded Dragonet . . .

"Oh ho ho ho."

Booming laughter greeted the arrival of the three Sith and their two escorts as they arrived in Gorba's throne room aboard the ship, an entire deck dedicated solely to an immense dining hall with a raised dais at the end, where Gorba lay atop a bed of gold-leafed onyx. The symbol of a one-eyed krayt dragon loomed behind him on the bulkhead, fashioned from a slab of onyx like the dais beneath, with one golden eye. The symbol of the mighty Bareesh Kajidic stretching back thousands of years. Of course, the feature of the krayt dragon being one-eyed seemed likely a new development to the family crest... given Gorba's own ocular disfigurement.

The corpulent Hutt peered down at the approaching dignitaries as they moved through a sea of kneeling bodies, many Nikto and Vodran warriors, armed with blasters and vibroswords, but some humans who wore shock collars and carried no weapons. The carpet leading up to the dais was very obviously wookiee fur.

Beside Gorba stood his majordomo, a Klatooinian by the name of Brutus, whose jutting underbite gave him a perpetual appearance of displeasure.

Gorba waved the Sith and mercenaries closer. He looked between the dark siders and the mercenaries, wondering who would win if a fight broke out, then decided it would be irrelevant as he would activate his ray shield and escape as soon as possible.

"Chowbaso darth lordas. Lo bah been long tee-tock. Jee see uba met mah kikyuna-yuna. Whooh bal uba think would win beke uba nought? Hmm? . . . Nood?" <Welcome sith lords. It has been a long time. I see you met my friends. Who do you think would win if you fought? Hmm? . . . Food?>

Human thralls approached, bearing plates filled with calamari from Manaan, fruits from Fresia, and a host of other delicacies.

Darth Empyrean | Darth Ophidia | Darth Carnifex | Sly Chance | Koda Fett

 

[Sal Katarn]

Aboard Kwenn Station...

"Thanks," Sal grimaced as he followed after the massive Herglic, Ghorua the Shark . "Didn't catch your name back there... I'm Sal."

They ran in small circles. He knew it, but he was workin' on bein' polite or some such. That was about all the college class on Tatooine had taught him before hunters broke in and tried to murder him. Seemed no matter what he tried to do he was only suited for one purpose in life.

Killing.

Didn't take long before they were joined by Kardek Alpha and a trigger happy droid. Sal supposed trigger happy was better than not around things like the Bryn. Best to just hold down the trigger altogether and hope full automatic fire did the job.

Nearby, some sort of crocodile-thing stalked down the hall. Sal almost took a shot, but was pretty sure he had seen it back in the Hutt ships before they boarded the station. Karkosuchus

 

[Ghorua the Shark]

LOCATION: KWENN STATION
EQUIPMENT: IN BIO
OBJECTIVE: TAKE OUT THE TRASH
Tags: Sal Katarn - Kardek Alpha - Karkosuchus - Cass Gemini - Sisserith​

The helmeted head of the Shark inclined Sal Katarn 's way, and his voice answered back cheerily, "Don't mention it."

In response to the scoundrel offering his name, he could only smile under the helmet. "Ghorua," he said in response. "Nice to meet you, Sal."

So Katarn was here.

Small circles.

The pair of Kardek Alpha joined them, beckoning the Shark forward. He nodded, and began to plod along the hallway of the station, keeping his ears open to danger. Thankfully, the man with the droid noticed it first, and took down a charging brute before it could enter melee range. Ghorua almost welcomed the challenge. There was nothing on this station bigger than him...

Then Karkosuchus rounded the corner, covered in blood and gore, and Ghorua had to do a double take.

Okay. There was one thing on this station bigger than him, and he was pretty certain they were on his side.

"Hold up," he barked.

Ghorua's bioscanner began to tick with activity. He turned around quickly, noting a large concentration of life signs approaching from behind them. At least a squad. Maybe two.

"Get frosty! They're on our tail!"

 

[Kardek Alpha]

Ghorua the Shark Sal Katarn Karkosuchus Cass Gemini Sisserith

Kardek wiped some of the blood off his face with the back of his hand as the beast fell at his feet, a look of annoyance etched across his features at getting it’s blood on his otherwise-perfectly kept face.

There was a part of him that hated being here… hating that he no longer worked for himself… resenting everything about his current life which looked like a distorted shadow of who he use to be. But none of that mattered anymore. He was just a hired blaster now… with no real reputation in this sector of the galaxy. Kardek had been forced into rebuilding everything from the ground up once again, and the smell of these dead carcasses that surrounded them was the ever-present reminder of all that he had lost, and who he had been forced to become…

A nobody… an irrelevant… an unknown…

BLAM

He placed his boot on top of the corpse and fired one more round into its scull for the sake of letting off a little more of his own steam. His eyes shifted as Cass Gemini joined them, Alpha flinching as they blasted over his shoulder at another creature. Kardek chucked, then paused as he looked over the specimen that stood in front of him, a look of interest was undeniable in his eyes. Suddenly his day seemed brighter, as if the sun of a distant system was rising and warming his embittered and brittle heart.

“So...” He said, pointing his blaster at the others in procession as he rattled off their names, “Ghorua… Sal…” Then his blaster pointed at the woman clade in provocative Mandalorian armor, his eye brow raising as he put on his best swagger and rustic charm, “… and who might you be?” His eyes traveled up and down her form with interest, before holstering one of his blasters and turning to the others rather casually, “I’m Kardek. He’s Alpha.” He nodded in the IG-88 droids direction, causing the droid to whirr a pleasant noise as it looked around at everyone, apparently excited to be making new friends.

As Karkosuchus joined the party, being particularly bloodied but not by his own liquids, the gunslinger shook his head in amazement at his present company, beginning to feel a bit out of place as he was not a monstrous creature by any stretch of the imagination. But then again, his odds with the Mando chick were beginning to look promising… unless she preferred seafood, that is.

He nodded at Sisserith as she made her presence known, drawing out his second blaster again as they all turned to face the incoming hostiles alerted to them by Ghorua the Shark . “We got right!” He barked as the enemy rounded the corner, both blasters igniting in a steady stream of devastation.

BBRA BBRA BBRA BBRA BBRA BBRA

Alpha stood next to him, his heavy repeater cannon an unrelenting stream of suppressive blaster fire. The creatures screamed as their bodies were rattled by the incoming fire, some falling as they stormed towards the eclectic group.

 

[Sisserith]

Location: Kwenn Station
Dialogue Legend: <"ur-Kittât"> │ “Galactic Basic”
Tags: Cass Gemini Sal Katarn Ghorua the Shark Kardek Alpha Karkosuchus

There were plenty of scoundrels, mercenaries, pirates, and other flavors of scum here, which in a way, made Sisserith feel right at home. The power armor-clad creature (she couldn’t tell Ghorua the Shark 's species due to his armor) was among the most distinct, a massive blaster cannon in his hands that was bigger than her. Then, there was the blonde-haired rogue, a scruffy-looking character who seemed just as shifty as he was deadly with his slugthrower. From there, the Sithspawn’s eyes honed in on the gunslinger and his droid partner, returning the man’s friendly nod in the process with one of her own. It was then that her attention was drawn to the massive crocodilian, who she immediately recognized from a mission on Darvannis.

“Oh, hey Karko!” Sisserith waved, almost like she and the monstrous Saruton were old friends.

“We got right!”

The warning immediately drew Sisserith back into action and the tiny Sithspawn added her pistols to the chorus of firepower raining down on the group of charging Juggernauts. While the Draelvasier were notoriously resistant to blasters, the sheer volume of fire began to thin out their numbers. Nevertheless, their advance was unceasing in spite of the firepower. Managing to cut down one Juggernaut after dumping what was left of her magazines into his chest, Sisserith moved back behind the wall, before holstering her pistols and pulling a pair of bouncing CryoBan grenades from her belt. Then, setting both of the explosives to detonate after two bounces, Sisserith called out to the others.

“Cover me! Freeze grenades going out!”

Delivering the two explosives in a pair of low, underhand throws, the grenades went off a split-second after their first bounce, bathing the hallway to her right in freezing gas and ice, along with the Juggernauts themselves, who were extremely susceptible to cold weaponry…

Spoiler: Loadout

• Pulsiva Bodysuit
  
  • Sisserith’s Interceptor Gauntlets
    
    • Hekler’Kok WMMW-01 - L
      
      • Shotgun (2) - 10 Gauge Slug
    • Hekler’Kok WMMW-01 - R
      
      • Flamethrower (2)
  • Energy Shield
    
    • Phase III “Force Avenger” Energy Shield
  • Utility
    
    • Kirino Visual Interface
• Breshig War Forge Consolidated LRH-5A Verpine Shatter Pistol (2) - L/R
  
  • Armor-Piercing Ammunition
  • HE Ammunition
• Bouncing Multi-Purpose Grenade - CryoBan
• Bouncing Multi-Purpose Grenade - Sonic (2)

 

[Karkosuchus]

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Spoiler: Equipment

Bandolier Syntherope Food Rations Hush 98 Comlink Imagecaster Flash Grenade Sonic Detonator Bacta Grenade Concussion Grenade Thermal Detonator Energy Bola Fire Blade

Brass Knuckles VT Portable Shield Generator DZ 17X Nemesis Dissuader KD-30 .48 Caliber Enforcer Pistol DLT-19 Heavy Blaster Rifle

The Saruton had returned to the group after clearing out the food court of bryn'adul warriors and grabbing himself a snack. Although his glowing orange eyes caught the sight of something that would make this clearing out more difficult than previous intelligence provided. A bryn'adul warlock which had turned the corner and into the lift which lead up to the command deck. It was clear that they were the ones in charge of the bryn'adul operations here. Although the saruton wasn't able to get a proper look due to the warning from Ghoura that a squadron was approaching from behind. The Saruton was ready to engage them himself without waiting for them to respond. Although the person named Kardek and his IG-88 Droid blasted down the hallway while the imp threw a bouncing cryo grenade which were quite effective against the bryn'adul warriors that they were facing.

The Sartuon took note of the infamous Cass Gemini among them from the Kraken Coalition. The Saruton had heard many a tale about them from his contacts at various bars and cantinas that he often acted as the bouncer for when work was scarce. He would let them handle the bryn'adul warriors for now, trying to see if they lived up too their reputations. Although the imp did say hello, but he didn't respond simply giving a slight snarl. He dig into his large bandolier strapped to shoulder, withdrawing his imagecaster model and showcasing an image of the Bryn'adul Warlock that he had spotted heading towards the command deck of the station.

If anyone paid attention, the saruton didn't know. Although the presence of a warlock would no doubt inspire the bryn'adul warriors to push even harder and make their task overall more difficult. Breaking the morale of an enemy was the most effective compared to a long engagement where loses on both sides would be for nought. Although the bryn'adul were unlikely to surrender which was fine for the saruton who would eat them regardless. He waited his companions reaction and how they planned to deal with the warlock if they happened to look at the imagecaster that he was holding.

Ghorua the Shark
Cass Gemini
Kardek Alpha
Sisserith
Sal Katarn

 

[A'ti]

From behind the large form of Gorba the Hutt came a young Twi'lek female. She was casually dressed as one may expect to see in a cantina though she was clean, well rested, and had an intelligent look to her eyes. She did not offer the honored guests food or drink, nor did she do so to the Hutt which was in close proximity to her. She wore no collar and seemed to be at ease. Strapped to the middle of her right thigh was a sleek hold-out blaster.

A'ti glanced to Brutus and gave him a respectful nod of her head then looked up to Gorba and gave him a bow by putting a hand to the middle of her chest and bowing at the waist "Chut chut ma lorda." (Greetings my lord) she spoke in Huttese then turned to look at the array of guests. They looked indisputably dangerous. She had a knack for picking out danger, even when it was as unassuming as a group of people in robes, one didn't survive very long in the criminal underworld without a functional level of intuition!

A shrouded humanoid came to her side and whispered under their breath, to which she quickly waved them off responding firmly "Kee batu batu!" the figure shuffled off and A'ti straightened her posture and placed her clasped hands before her lap. She didn't address the guests and her dismissal of some form of eager petitioner was signal enough to anyone else attempting to distract her that there would be no negotiations or favors while the boss spoke to these enigmatic individuals.

Darth Empyrean Darth Carnifex Darth Ophidia Sly Chance Koda Fett

 

[Darth Empyrean]

As Gorba spoke to them, asked them who would win in a fight - he glanced around. Around him there were no doubt threats - Koda Fett the most reputable, but given that all three of them were here he could make a simple guess as to how that fight would go.​

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"Us.", he said simply, speaking as though the mercenary guard wasn't even present.​

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He'd moved and find himself a seat, just as the other Sith would no doubt follow Suite. Maliphant transitioned into a huttese dialect notably with a Nar Shaddaa accent.​

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"<It Is a pleasure to meet you, Lord Gorba.>", he said. There was a notably fluency in his tone - but the accent would be notably flawed to a fluent speaker.​

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"<Let me say first and foremost, for all of my companions, we are certainly excited to see your peoples growth - and inevitable freedom from outside forces.>"​

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Gorba the Hutt // Darth Carnifex // Darth Ophidia // Sly Chance // Koda Fett // A'ti​