@[member="Darth Shadow"]
It had been some months since her Masters death. She'd taken the loss of him... well. Perhaps it wasn't the best situation she was currently in. Masterless and still technically a Padawan. Things were still on the up and up though. It had provided her with a lot of free time to do as she wished.
Nal Shaddaa
Techno music blasted in the background. This bar was one of the best Nal Shaddaa had to offer. Drinks flowed like a river. Spice was readily available. All if you had the credits. Aerrah sat in the middle of a booth; a large pint in hand. Several Bounty Hunters and Mercenaries surrounded her. Associates you could say. "Heres to freedom boys, and to the days of wild abandon" Aerrah cheered and raised her pint to those around her; who returned the favor. She had no clue a shadow was to befall Nal Shaddaa, one with ploys she was to be involved with.
It had been some months since her Masters death. She'd taken the loss of him... well. Perhaps it wasn't the best situation she was currently in. Masterless and still technically a Padawan. Things were still on the up and up though. It had provided her with a lot of free time to do as she wished.
Nal Shaddaa
Techno music blasted in the background. This bar was one of the best Nal Shaddaa had to offer. Drinks flowed like a river. Spice was readily available. All if you had the credits. Aerrah sat in the middle of a booth; a large pint in hand. Several Bounty Hunters and Mercenaries surrounded her. Associates you could say. "Heres to freedom boys, and to the days of wild abandon" Aerrah cheered and raised her pint to those around her; who returned the favor. She had no clue a shadow was to befall Nal Shaddaa, one with ploys she was to be involved with.