Soliath Devin Talith
Family Man
Soliael stepped off of the small Sicarius shuttle with practiced impatience. A droid covered it with a concealing net, hiding it from view. The massive mining pit tho their left stood abandoned and empty, a few massive construction droids sitting in pieces on the right and some equipment in similar disrepair sitting a few hundred feet away from that. He frowned slightly, gazing at the state of things all around them as he slid down the side of the massive mining pit and moved to its center.
Concordia had been a mining world for more Millenia than Soliael actually knew about. Once a rich agricultural world it had long since been turned into nothing but dust and mines when the Mandalorians discovered their rich Iron here. Of course, what one would expect from a bunch of savages. They destroyed their own world in order to gain a shiny metal, to be expected really. This particular mine had supposedly run dry, which was just as well given that doing actual work in a place like this would attract more attention than a Bantha in a glass shop.
“I've always hated places like this.” Soliael commented to his companions. “They make me feel as though the uneducated of the galaxy are ruining it for the rest of us.”
Of course one couldn't get all minerals from hellish worlds like Demonsgate, some places really had to be twisted and changed, though the least they could do was clean up their mess after they finished. Something that the Mandalorians had cleared failed to do upon this world.
Pulling a small device form his pocket Soliael tossed it into the ground. Almost immediately an antenna rose from the device, sending a signal out. Behind him a couple of droid disappeared into the nearby mines.
Looking at his chrono Soliael let out a sigh. “How long do you think it will take them to notice?”
Concordia had been a mining world for more Millenia than Soliael actually knew about. Once a rich agricultural world it had long since been turned into nothing but dust and mines when the Mandalorians discovered their rich Iron here. Of course, what one would expect from a bunch of savages. They destroyed their own world in order to gain a shiny metal, to be expected really. This particular mine had supposedly run dry, which was just as well given that doing actual work in a place like this would attract more attention than a Bantha in a glass shop.
“I've always hated places like this.” Soliael commented to his companions. “They make me feel as though the uneducated of the galaxy are ruining it for the rest of us.”
Of course one couldn't get all minerals from hellish worlds like Demonsgate, some places really had to be twisted and changed, though the least they could do was clean up their mess after they finished. Something that the Mandalorians had cleared failed to do upon this world.
Pulling a small device form his pocket Soliael tossed it into the ground. Almost immediately an antenna rose from the device, sending a signal out. Behind him a couple of droid disappeared into the nearby mines.
Looking at his chrono Soliael let out a sigh. “How long do you think it will take them to notice?”