Darth Abyss
Eldritch
Czerka Asteroid Mining Facility
There were many secret places in the galaxy, some designed to be hidden, while others became secret by time. Once abandon places right on the edges of civilized space quickly fell into obscurity. And as the ages passed by obscurity turned into being forgotten to all but very few. The old czerka mining station was one of these places, left to rot after the end of the jedi civil war that happened a long time ago. Yet despite this the station was all but derelict. There hadn't been any mining since then, and large parts of the facility lacked oxygen and artificial gravity, but some core parts including the hangar bay and a few levels were still up and running.
It was a hideout commonly used by smugglers, pirates and other outlaws that did their best to keep their actions hidden from the general public. Another being that frequented it in his travels was Darth Abyss, the Mindeater. As both Sith lord and career criminal he had made it his job to know things, and knowing about places was part of that.
The metal husk that formerly had been a man stood in the hangar bay, his starfighter standing besides him, the metal ship as motionless as the figure himself. He awaited a group of pirates that had contacted the Prophet, promising a very lucrative offer for goods they had recently acquired. Normally that was the kind of business that he would pass up on middle man, but he hadn't yet dealt with this particular group and he wanted to make sure that they understood how bad of an idea it was to cross him. He was the Prophet after all, and the Prophet's hand was endless.
[member="Sia Ike-Dymo"]
There were many secret places in the galaxy, some designed to be hidden, while others became secret by time. Once abandon places right on the edges of civilized space quickly fell into obscurity. And as the ages passed by obscurity turned into being forgotten to all but very few. The old czerka mining station was one of these places, left to rot after the end of the jedi civil war that happened a long time ago. Yet despite this the station was all but derelict. There hadn't been any mining since then, and large parts of the facility lacked oxygen and artificial gravity, but some core parts including the hangar bay and a few levels were still up and running.
It was a hideout commonly used by smugglers, pirates and other outlaws that did their best to keep their actions hidden from the general public. Another being that frequented it in his travels was Darth Abyss, the Mindeater. As both Sith lord and career criminal he had made it his job to know things, and knowing about places was part of that.
The metal husk that formerly had been a man stood in the hangar bay, his starfighter standing besides him, the metal ship as motionless as the figure himself. He awaited a group of pirates that had contacted the Prophet, promising a very lucrative offer for goods they had recently acquired. Normally that was the kind of business that he would pass up on middle man, but he hadn't yet dealt with this particular group and he wanted to make sure that they understood how bad of an idea it was to cross him. He was the Prophet after all, and the Prophet's hand was endless.
[member="Sia Ike-Dymo"]