RC 212
HUNGRY HUNGRY HIPPO!
[member="Marcus Collier"]- [member="Zai Avery"] -[member="B'kik"] -[member=Kitty] -[member="Marcus Collier"] [member="Zai Avery"] -[member="Andre Correb"] -[member="Darth Abyss"] -[member="Zaiden James-Greyson"] [member="Tsido Edwi"] -[member="Andorreth Vikar"] -[member="Arlo Jast"] -[member="Mala Ciava"] -[member="Halifax Fett"]-[member="Tiberius Onar"]
Location: Nar Shaadda, Kreeto the Hutt's Palace.
Objectives:
The night was still as the Ball began. It was an annual spectacle at the Hutt's Palace, hosting a few gladiator duels, a sacrifice to the Rancor and of course lot's of drinking, dancing and fighting. The place was littered with different Biker Gangs and Cartel members that night. Notable members might include the Vortex Biker Gang, The Black Suns, The Black Vulkars, The Hidden Beks, old Hutt Cartel members and perhaps a few Black Tie Syndicate.
What was brewing in the shadows was far sinister. Tonight was the night the Nar Shaadda Originals would infiltrate and deal a crippling blow to Kreeto the Hutt. But he was not without his own spies and several disguised patrons had been assigned to kill Hala on sight.
Yes it was going to be a glorious night.
Hala and the gang pulled up outside, all wearing elaborate masks and costumes as was custom. Tonight she wore the mask of Black Raven, and sported the costume to match. Wings with dark feathers, a black gown, cut high at the legs and plenty of bust showing.
But beneath her gown and disguise she had her Scattergun, locked an loaded.
"Alright crew, you've been given your assignments. Do your thing. As for me..... I'm going to hit the bar first, whos with me!"
They sauntered in, security being lax. She took her own seat at the bar on the ground level. A Bith band played a jaunty tune as couples of all variety’s danced and swooned over each other. The air was thick with spice, and high up on a veranda over looking the ball room floor a certain trio of Hutt's watched the party, smoking their shisha hookahs.
She glanced up for a moment, identifying their faces. She could not be the one to act. She had to remain anonymous and provide whatever support she could. But first....
"Bar keep, you darlin' please get me and my mate a Corellian Double, on the rocks if ya would!"
She pulled [member="Zai Avery"] close and winked. Her lips parted, and she ripped him in, smooching him long and hard....
Location: Nar Shaadda, Kreeto the Hutt's Palace.
Objectives:
- Kill the Hutt Council
- Root out and stop the assassination of Hala
- Rob the Vault below the Palace of all Treasure
- BYOO
The night was still as the Ball began. It was an annual spectacle at the Hutt's Palace, hosting a few gladiator duels, a sacrifice to the Rancor and of course lot's of drinking, dancing and fighting. The place was littered with different Biker Gangs and Cartel members that night. Notable members might include the Vortex Biker Gang, The Black Suns, The Black Vulkars, The Hidden Beks, old Hutt Cartel members and perhaps a few Black Tie Syndicate.
What was brewing in the shadows was far sinister. Tonight was the night the Nar Shaadda Originals would infiltrate and deal a crippling blow to Kreeto the Hutt. But he was not without his own spies and several disguised patrons had been assigned to kill Hala on sight.
Yes it was going to be a glorious night.
Hala and the gang pulled up outside, all wearing elaborate masks and costumes as was custom. Tonight she wore the mask of Black Raven, and sported the costume to match. Wings with dark feathers, a black gown, cut high at the legs and plenty of bust showing.
But beneath her gown and disguise she had her Scattergun, locked an loaded.
"Alright crew, you've been given your assignments. Do your thing. As for me..... I'm going to hit the bar first, whos with me!"
They sauntered in, security being lax. She took her own seat at the bar on the ground level. A Bith band played a jaunty tune as couples of all variety’s danced and swooned over each other. The air was thick with spice, and high up on a veranda over looking the ball room floor a certain trio of Hutt's watched the party, smoking their shisha hookahs.
She glanced up for a moment, identifying their faces. She could not be the one to act. She had to remain anonymous and provide whatever support she could. But first....
"Bar keep, you darlin' please get me and my mate a Corellian Double, on the rocks if ya would!"
She pulled [member="Zai Avery"] close and winked. Her lips parted, and she ripped him in, smooching him long and hard....