--Tatooine; Mos Espa Streets
A symphony of violence rang through the cool night air, and blaster fire echoed in the distance. There was some sort of battle happening deeper in the district, and was spilling out into the outskirts; opposing gangs fighting for territory? The Hutt who had been at the head of the Mos Espa underworld had been slain the night before, and like scavengers squabbling over a corpse, they feuded over the remains of his empire, scrambling for a meaty morsel before the true predators arrived.
Cronos brandished his blade and entered the chaos. Order needed to be restored.
And the dark was stirring...
[member="Solan Charr"]
A symphony of violence rang through the cool night air, and blaster fire echoed in the distance. There was some sort of battle happening deeper in the district, and was spilling out into the outskirts; opposing gangs fighting for territory? The Hutt who had been at the head of the Mos Espa underworld had been slain the night before, and like scavengers squabbling over a corpse, they feuded over the remains of his empire, scrambling for a meaty morsel before the true predators arrived.
Cronos brandished his blade and entered the chaos. Order needed to be restored.
And the dark was stirring...
[member="Solan Charr"]