Zeradias Mant
Democracy Dies in Darkness
Webster's Bar
Level 1715
Coruscant
Neon lights, neverending chatter, darkness. Such were the three most notable features of the Coruscant Underworld. Ilyn was a man of solitude, a man of silence, yet he enjoyed the pandemonium of the crowded Coruscant. There, he was nobody. There, he was only a face in the crowd. There, he was alone. Though surrounded by millions, he could disappear and subvert any attention following him. He became disconnected from the galaxy without truly being disconnected. It was bliss.
He sat in a dark corner of Webster's Bar, a drinking establishment he frequented when on the system. Ilyn was an idealist. He'd been thrust out of the United Clans of Mandalore when he started questioning and challenging the clans' ways. He'd been labeled dar'manda - soulless - because of his ideals. The One Sith controlled Coruscant and every corner of the core planets and their immediate surroundings. The same One Sith that had ravaged the Mandalorian territories and made an enemy of the clans. He'd met a Sith assassin at Webster's some time ago, and it was at the same location he'd meet her. He had plans for the future, plans that wouldn't bode well for those who stood in the way. The poor, the weak, the underprivileged, the majority of the galaxy's population - they'd rise, and Ilyn would be leading them.
[member="Azula Feanor"]
Level 1715
Coruscant
Neon lights, neverending chatter, darkness. Such were the three most notable features of the Coruscant Underworld. Ilyn was a man of solitude, a man of silence, yet he enjoyed the pandemonium of the crowded Coruscant. There, he was nobody. There, he was only a face in the crowd. There, he was alone. Though surrounded by millions, he could disappear and subvert any attention following him. He became disconnected from the galaxy without truly being disconnected. It was bliss.
He sat in a dark corner of Webster's Bar, a drinking establishment he frequented when on the system. Ilyn was an idealist. He'd been thrust out of the United Clans of Mandalore when he started questioning and challenging the clans' ways. He'd been labeled dar'manda - soulless - because of his ideals. The One Sith controlled Coruscant and every corner of the core planets and their immediate surroundings. The same One Sith that had ravaged the Mandalorian territories and made an enemy of the clans. He'd met a Sith assassin at Webster's some time ago, and it was at the same location he'd meet her. He had plans for the future, plans that wouldn't bode well for those who stood in the way. The poor, the weak, the underprivileged, the majority of the galaxy's population - they'd rise, and Ilyn would be leading them.
[member="Azula Feanor"]