Edric Vanyan
The Historian King
Arthur swallowed, back on Mandalore. He had been to the planet once, visited its capitol and met a Mandalorian, and with those experienced and his good memory he moved confidently to where he would find the meeting place. He wasnt exactly sure how his presence was being taken he was still and outsider to most of those there and someone whose people had no reputation to speak of in the greater galaxy so the entire point of this meeting could end in obscurity but Arthur was confident till the end for now.
The Oyu'baat, a tapcaf that Arthur now stood infront of, in his completely black armor and hood pulled up, a smile stretched across his face and he entered the business with his feet gliding lightly over the floor. He found a booth and pulled his hood down waiting for the man he was suppose to meet to show up, taking out the datapad on his side and opening several files in case he needs them.
@[member="Gilamar Skirata"]
The Oyu'baat, a tapcaf that Arthur now stood infront of, in his completely black armor and hood pulled up, a smile stretched across his face and he entered the business with his feet gliding lightly over the floor. He found a booth and pulled his hood down waiting for the man he was suppose to meet to show up, taking out the datapad on his side and opening several files in case he needs them.
@[member="Gilamar Skirata"]