Edaline Black
Character
The golden market. It was a discreet place, exclusive and meant for the wealthier sorts of crime lords and gang leaders. The name made it sound more glamorous than it really was. It was a slave market. Not a public one either. Those looking to buy had to set up appointments to visit the facility and observe the merchandise. Only one group at a time. Of course, it wasn't the slaves or the market itself that Edaline was interested in. No. It was where the market had located itself.
Were the tidbits of information she had picked up over these months to be believed, the market was based within an old pyke compound that ran all the way through one of the largest mountain ranges on Lowick. Supposedly it was one of the original bases the Pykes established when they expanded outside of their homeworld, and was one of their spice trading hubs when they started mining on the planet of Kessel.
Edaline was atop one of the cliffs adjacent to one of the entrances of the mountain, her binoculars up to her eyes as she scans the environment for anything she can exploit for her own means to infiltrate. So far, she was seeing various guard posts with entrances further up on the ountain cliffs, and a large gate at the bottom of the mountain for people to enter. She figured if she could make her way up to one of those outposts and take out the guards, she could sneak her way in. In order to match the landscape and keep herself from being spotted, she was dressed in attire befitting of a scouting mission. A simple dark green shirt with brown leather pants and a pair of knee length black leather boots. A camouflage cloak of various shades of green is about her shoulders, hiding most of her body and shielding it from the elements.
The tendrils above her head squirm about, keeping her alert while her eyes were elsewhere. Ever since she had become force dead, she had come to be much more thankful for the tendrils atop her head. If used correctly, they made it almost as if she had never lost her force senses and intuitions in the first place. Even while her eyes were focused elsewhere, the sensitivity of the tendrils made it so that she was picking up everything around her clearly enough to see a black and white in a 360 degree radius. Due to her tendrils also being how she was able to hear, it even came with sound! This made it so that she was almost completely unable to be caught off guard or blindsided, even without the force.
With her course decided, she turns about to begin making her way down the cliff and into the nearby forest. From there, she would find an angle to approach the mountain climb.
Rhiza Dural Ebony Ambrosia
Were the tidbits of information she had picked up over these months to be believed, the market was based within an old pyke compound that ran all the way through one of the largest mountain ranges on Lowick. Supposedly it was one of the original bases the Pykes established when they expanded outside of their homeworld, and was one of their spice trading hubs when they started mining on the planet of Kessel.
Edaline was atop one of the cliffs adjacent to one of the entrances of the mountain, her binoculars up to her eyes as she scans the environment for anything she can exploit for her own means to infiltrate. So far, she was seeing various guard posts with entrances further up on the ountain cliffs, and a large gate at the bottom of the mountain for people to enter. She figured if she could make her way up to one of those outposts and take out the guards, she could sneak her way in. In order to match the landscape and keep herself from being spotted, she was dressed in attire befitting of a scouting mission. A simple dark green shirt with brown leather pants and a pair of knee length black leather boots. A camouflage cloak of various shades of green is about her shoulders, hiding most of her body and shielding it from the elements.
The tendrils above her head squirm about, keeping her alert while her eyes were elsewhere. Ever since she had become force dead, she had come to be much more thankful for the tendrils atop her head. If used correctly, they made it almost as if she had never lost her force senses and intuitions in the first place. Even while her eyes were focused elsewhere, the sensitivity of the tendrils made it so that she was picking up everything around her clearly enough to see a black and white in a 360 degree radius. Due to her tendrils also being how she was able to hear, it even came with sound! This made it so that she was almost completely unable to be caught off guard or blindsided, even without the force.
With her course decided, she turns about to begin making her way down the cliff and into the nearby forest. From there, she would find an angle to approach the mountain climb.
Rhiza Dural Ebony Ambrosia