Darth Abyss
Eldritch
Malachor V - The Blessing
If someone came looking for capable mercenaries or bounty hunters on Malachor the path would lead inevitable to the Tainted City at some point. But Darth Abyss was not looking for more goons to throw at his enemies, no he had enough of them already. Recent events had shown that his new empire was vulnerable from space, and he did intend to change that as soon as possible. When the imperial remnant showed up, all he had to keep them in and out of the system had been a random gathering of pirates, smugglers and pilots, many of them already at the end of the skills once their ships meet the vacuum of space.
So he had traveled to the smallest of the free cities, The Blessing, or Genesis as the inhabitants called it jokingly, which always stood a bit out between the others. Not only revolved most their efforts not around crime, but around terraforming and farming in an attempt to make Malachor into more than just a collection of dead stones some day. But that was not all that made this town special. It was the most common gathering spot for smugglers and pilots on the planet, and exactly those Abyss sought out today.
Through his contacts he had called for the assistance of a young man called [member="Myles Vylumnar"], a smuggler that already had assisted him with a job on Nar Shaddaa. There were many things that Abyss was more than capable in, but besides the simple act of flying his sip from one world to another the art of spacetravel had always eluded him. And it was expertise in this field that he needed to raise a orbital defense force that would stand between the sky and this cities below.
Shrouded in his full sith attire, composed of a black robe, amulets and a mask on his face, he stood besides a small channel of water that crossed through the whole city, waiting for the man to arrive, so they could get down to business.
If someone came looking for capable mercenaries or bounty hunters on Malachor the path would lead inevitable to the Tainted City at some point. But Darth Abyss was not looking for more goons to throw at his enemies, no he had enough of them already. Recent events had shown that his new empire was vulnerable from space, and he did intend to change that as soon as possible. When the imperial remnant showed up, all he had to keep them in and out of the system had been a random gathering of pirates, smugglers and pilots, many of them already at the end of the skills once their ships meet the vacuum of space.
So he had traveled to the smallest of the free cities, The Blessing, or Genesis as the inhabitants called it jokingly, which always stood a bit out between the others. Not only revolved most their efforts not around crime, but around terraforming and farming in an attempt to make Malachor into more than just a collection of dead stones some day. But that was not all that made this town special. It was the most common gathering spot for smugglers and pilots on the planet, and exactly those Abyss sought out today.
Through his contacts he had called for the assistance of a young man called [member="Myles Vylumnar"], a smuggler that already had assisted him with a job on Nar Shaddaa. There were many things that Abyss was more than capable in, but besides the simple act of flying his sip from one world to another the art of spacetravel had always eluded him. And it was expertise in this field that he needed to raise a orbital defense force that would stand between the sky and this cities below.
Shrouded in his full sith attire, composed of a black robe, amulets and a mask on his face, he stood besides a small channel of water that crossed through the whole city, waiting for the man to arrive, so they could get down to business.