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I'm looking for some folks and factions in the galaxy's underworld to do some things with Kino. He's a hardass looking to carve a bloody legacy for himself, especially if it involves elicit, dangerous and highly illegal activities of course.
Not super sure on the current situation of underworld...
A lone figure reclined on one of the expansive lounges, patiently awaiting his invitees to arrive. Wearing a simple civilian attire, dark in color and draped with a loose robe and a cowl over his Arkanian blinders, he blended seamlessly with the motley garb of space merchants who flocked to Nar...
Hello! I am looking to dip my toes, then drown into stories with the criminal underworld. A somewhat of a niche on the board currently but one that I have always been fond of.
If you’ve got a criminal and you’re looking to write — hit me up here, or in DMs, or over on Discord where I go by the...
BESCANE, THE OUTER RIM
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HARD MERCHANDISE – EARLY 900 ABY
Smog-ridden cities and cramped, dreary streets.
That was all that this planet had to offer, as long as you were willing to discount the crime and poverty festering within the heart of its cities. The fall of the Empire didn't...
CHAPTER II: THE BLACKSTAR CONNECTION
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OUTSKIRTS OF ARADISHU, THE PLANET OF SAVAREEN
A rhythmic thump shook the sand and rubble surrounding the pair of half-brothers tucked discreetly on a nearby hillside as he over watched the valley beneath them. A train of massive walking hulks, giant...
CHAPTER I: THE KORRIBAN GAMBIT
A year before the events on Jedha.
Several days within the settlement of Dreshdae had left Damien in a much more foul mood than usual. It was a dying settlement filled with the likes of individuals that were not that far off from his own diverse resume of...
Xula Gans sat this evening as usual these days in his VIP area of the nightclub "Pink Stars" in the capital of Deservo and watched the dancers at the stage. The Tion Hegemony was notorious for the racism of its people, but the spaceport was cosmopolitan and the Falleen provided the hypocritical...
THE BIG SWIPE
The neon-lit streets of Nar Shaddaa stretch out before you, a maze of towering skyscrapers and bustling crowds. The air is thick with the scent of exotic spices and the distant hum of speeder engines. As you navigate through the labyrinthine alleys and corridors of the lower...
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Smugglers! Thieves! Drifters! Pirates! Mercs! Shadowrunners! Fugitives! Dealers in the illicit and the dubious! Lend me your auditory organs! Chuba, pateesa!
From the depths of Level 1313 to the sandy streets of Tatooine, the underworld defines the galaxy. It's time to recognize the...
HYLOBON ENFORCERS
‘What are they? They are a damn private army that is what.”
‘I wouldn’t mess with those Hylobon lot, one of them killed Vince for sneezing near it.’
OOC INFORMATION
Intent: To flesh out the personal bodyguards and enforcers of the Crimson Dawn.
Image Credit: The Crimson Dawn...
WEEQUAY & RODIAN CREWS
‘Hundreds of them there are, each with varying views on what the galaxy has to offer them.’
‘They all seem dedicated to this Dawn thing though, must pay well.'
OOC INFORMATION
Intent: To flesh out the main stay of the Crimson Dawn’s man power.
Image Credit: Crimson Dawn...
Sullust, Club Afterlife, The Time of Night Where People of ill-Repute Come Out
Something Appropriate, Interacting With [member="Ira'cea Bethe"]
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Music thrummed loudly, strobes danced across a significant crowd of insignificant people all dancing to a pulsing beat, submerging themselves in...
The Rascal's Chance was actually holding together, and for once, Lyell Pavish wasn't flying her alone.
Hell, at the moment, he wasn't even flying her at all. He'd left that to the guy he'd picked up along with the job: Cassian, or something to that effect. Lyell was bad with names. Roughly the...
NAR SHADDAA
GORMU THE HUTT'S TOWER
Gormu the Hutt recollected fondly upon the events of the day he endured. It was, of course, not as splendid as he recalled such a thing. It began with the morning feast, the slop he frequently devoured oozing down his chins and worm-like form. Onto observing...