Coratanni Cartel
Thawne
Mandalore
[member="Kaine Australis"]
Felix stepped off of the shuttle and onto the surface of Mandalore, a hand coming up to immediately block the bright sunlight burning down onto the planet.
His lips thinned for a moment as he looked around, though they quickly turned into a smile. He knew precious little about the Mandalorians, save for their penchant for making the galaxies greatest warriors. His brother Nikolas had always shared stories about them, though that had been so long ago he barely remembered now. Either way he supposed it didn't really matter, he was here to do business.
SIN was expanding, it's operations on Coruscant had outgrown even the wildest expectations, and Half-life was operating far beyond what they had ever imagined it would. Money was pouring into the company, and what would you do with that money...but make more money.
So he had been directed to grasp for more, oddly enough by Jerick this time.
His brother had had an idea after fighting with the Mandalorians in a tournament of theirs, apparently a grand spectacle that had been enjoyed by thousands. Felix didn't go for that sort of thing himself, but he could see the appeal of it. Thus he had come here and set a meeting, hoping that he could convince the people of Mandalore to build something new, something utterly fantastic.
The goal?
Profit of course. What else was there?
[member="Kaine Australis"]
Felix stepped off of the shuttle and onto the surface of Mandalore, a hand coming up to immediately block the bright sunlight burning down onto the planet.
His lips thinned for a moment as he looked around, though they quickly turned into a smile. He knew precious little about the Mandalorians, save for their penchant for making the galaxies greatest warriors. His brother Nikolas had always shared stories about them, though that had been so long ago he barely remembered now. Either way he supposed it didn't really matter, he was here to do business.
SIN was expanding, it's operations on Coruscant had outgrown even the wildest expectations, and Half-life was operating far beyond what they had ever imagined it would. Money was pouring into the company, and what would you do with that money...but make more money.
So he had been directed to grasp for more, oddly enough by Jerick this time.
His brother had had an idea after fighting with the Mandalorians in a tournament of theirs, apparently a grand spectacle that had been enjoyed by thousands. Felix didn't go for that sort of thing himself, but he could see the appeal of it. Thus he had come here and set a meeting, hoping that he could convince the people of Mandalore to build something new, something utterly fantastic.
The goal?
Profit of course. What else was there?