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Tristan had been watching the whole thing since he felt some force users near by and decided to investigate but these fools stood no chance against him so at this point to make his presence know to all jumping down from the small cliff which he had been using as a recon position the fall was longer than he expected has he crashed into the ground on his feet thanks to his force augmentation his legs were not shattered from the fall he stood up removing his robes leaving him in the standard sith garments his saber gangling from his belt as he walked towards the group in the cantina his dreadlocks resting just pass his shoulder as the interest was at a all time high ready to speak to them even if they were enemies and even if he would proudly cut em down before the days end.....
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
[member="Tristan Gregory"], @Arrik Terran
Dax looked outside towards the sound of the loud crash. "Blast...what was that?" Dax said to no one in particular. He got up and made for the door, "C'mon," he said to Arrik as he made his way outside. It was obvious that the source of the noise was the man in front of Dax...and it was obvious the man was a Sith..."What do you want?" he said to the Sith, drawing his lightsaber.
 
he laughs amused at the sight before him

" I'm thinking your head will make a acceptable reward "

he draws his own blade ready for anything this Jedi could throw at him just waiting for the jedi to attack so he could unleash a barrage of strong Kinect power breaking though his weak defense striking him down in no time after all Tristan was intermediate in form 5 and form 3 able to go on the defense and offence if need be but he preferred offence only falling on his defence if his opponent is more power then him drawing he or she into a battle of stamina and longevity outlasting his foe and then going back on the offence cutting them down when thye don't have the strength or stamina to contest his blows

[member="Dax Fyre"]
 
Arrik sat while time, hi Hand wa no longer hovering over the blade of his saber. He had thought that...well...the other two force users had kept it quiet...there might not be trouble after all. He kept quiet, allowing himself to sit down. He was about to make a comment to the two Mando's... but then...something happened.

Another force user...strong...hatred. Sith. He grit his teeth and looked at the man who went by Dax. The Jedi obviously felt it too because he stood up and ignited his lightsaber.

Arrik sighed and turned to the two Mandolorians. "Stay here...or get out the back..." he walked outside, using the force to grab his saber from hip and ignite it. The green springing to life. Immediately adopting his form IV stance he inverted the grip and stood by Dax. He turned to the site and spoke.

"Listen up, it's the Jedi way to avoid killing...but I'm not a Jedi. If you don't walk away now...ill have your head. Dreadlocks and all. So I suggest you leave." that wasn't a threat...a promise.
 
Sith energy, Jedi energy, it actually made him vomit a bit in his mouth just feeling the energies around him. It was ridiculous, and it was ruining his good mood. He drained his drink and tossed the glass aside, making it land on the bar top while he went off to confront the Sith who was so rudely coming in aggressively. He passed the Tusken and motioned for him to follow, un-clipping his lightsaber and holding the weapon casually to the side. He stepped out into the light and passed the two Jedi, or as he caught wind the Jedi and not-Jedi, and stood somewhat between the two. His blade was silent as he stared the Sith down.

"I just want to drink in peace after a long and careful hunt. So why don't you turn around and walk home, before I have to stop drinking and deal with the disruption to my peace. Understood?" His darkside aura was far from the most overwhelming, but it was controlled, disciplined, and no less morally bankrupt at times.

@Arrik Terran [member="Tristan Gregory"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Jakkor Kess"] [member="Abraxis"] ((That's all i could think of off my head))
 
The transport shuttle that Undin was in had just landed in the planet, and has he walked out , he could see some strange lights in the distances being wielded by strange men or women "What's that?" , He tought to himself. "Could it be... Jedi and Sith?". He quickly runs near where the men or women are and tries to observe what's going on.
 
Jakkor sensed the Sith approach. For months now he had been launching some attacks against the Sith for revenge against them,and what they did to him during order 66. He rested his hand on one of his sabers as e thought to himself. 'It seems they haven't noticed me yet. If the Sith tries anything I will cut him down if need be.'

He finishes his drink as he watches the group of force sensitives who seem to be unaware of the Tusken. This was definately the work of the living force here if a bunch of force sensitives are brought in one place,or it could be just concidence. He unhooked his hilts from his belt,and waited for the next move.



[member="Darlyn Excron"] [member="Arrik Terran "][member="Tristan Gregory"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Kami Meran"]
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
@Arrik Terran, [member="Jakkor Kess"], [member="Darlyn Excron"], [member="Tristan Gregory"]
Dax looked arounf at the other Force-Users who had joined him. Somethjng was definitely up...I'll worry about that later... he thought to himself. With a push of a button he ignited his yellow bladed saber and stood in a Form IV Ataru stance. "Stand down Sith, you're outnumbered. This can only end one way."
 
The ship landed suddenly. the young girl ran out and she entered the " HELP I NEED HELP. MY HOME PLANET IS IN DANGER." She yelled taking a gulp.

Next to her Kami and Lyth looked over from a half eaten Gorba melt.
" Dey neef heflp? " Kami asked from a mouth full of Melt both her and Lyth were enjoying watching the others squabble.
"We.. we. its the planet Axir.. we area small mining colony but there was a ship like a huge black shard in the sky. we.. they. they have been back a few times ans taken more of our stores. "
 
he laughs at the foes pinned before him "I love that confidences what a fire friend but I'm afraid its mostly wasted seeing how you wont be talking ever again in just few moments"

"well ... enough talk "

he pulls back his locks up in a pony tail so they stay out his face and out the way during this next fight his saber flys into his hand from his bekt using the force activating on contact the maroon blade nearly scraping the ground as his form V djem so stance

[member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Jakkor Kess"] [member="Darlyn Excron"]
 
He used the force to slam his table at [member="Tristan Gregory"] then he let out a tusken battle cry as he sprints towards the sith activating his lightsabers the green blades sprout from the emitters. One of them in his left hand in the Shien style reverse grip while the other is a standered Jar'Kai grip hoping the table would confuse him. He attempts to thrusts his sabers into the Sith's back delievering a Shiaak to him.

[member="Kami Meran"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Undin Jaii"] [member="Darlyn Excron"] @Arrik Terran
 
Tristan catches the table with the force himself sending it skidding across the desert sand as he angled his saber around and behind his back seeing this tatic coming a mile away this fight would be oger as sson a she could start to wear down the tusken defence until he didn't have the strength to contest his strong kinetic blows

@ Kami Meran [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Undin Jaii"][member="Darlyn Excron"] @Arrik Terran
 
Kill the Sith or the Jedi? He groaned and ran a hand through his hair under the hood, the Sith was the biggest problem. Darlyn glanced over at [member="Dax Fyre"] and @Arrik Terran, giving a small smirk to the two of them. "Four on one, hardly worth the time. Still, let's get this over with so I can get back to getting drunk." He paid no attention to the newest arrival, as he rarely cared about such people when he was upset with someone, such as he was with the sith. Flicking his thumb, the yellow blade shot to life, hissing as it tore the air apart, leaving the stench of ozone like a lightning strike.

Taking a low guard, the blade angled forward and down to the left, his feet rather close together, a classical Niman stance. That only could mean a few things, he was proficient in combining force attacks with his lightsaber strikes, and possibly specialized in unorthodox tactics. And his first step was to reach into a back pocket, and pull free a thermal detonator he long since 'borrowed' from a friend of sorts. Depressing the timer button, it lit up, and he held it in the air with the force as he approached the Tusken ( [member="Jakkor Kess"] ) and the Sith ( [member="Tristan Gregory"] ). "Your last chance. I'm feeling generous, we can stop now and go back to drinking, or I can kill both of you. I'm quite delighted in both cases."

[member="Kami Meran"]
 
As Undin watched what he tought were Jedi and Sith having a battle , with his eyes wide open, he was thinking if there was anyway to be able to snatch the glowing weapons , after one of the various men or women went down. "This might be my chance to become rich", he tought to himself.
"I've got to be quick, if I want to get even a chance to snag it, I need a distraction! It seems that one of them ( [member="Tristan Gregory"] ) is outnumbered mmm... maybe if I try to speak with him he might loose focus and the other two can get a cheap blow ( [member="Dax Fyre"] and [member="Arrik Terran "])".
When he finished his line of tought, he looked at the outnumbered man saying, "Hey , you with the funny pony tail! You need some style lessons!".

[member="Darlyn Excron"] [member="Jakkor Kess"]
 
He crossed his sabers in a classic Jar'Kai move. Jakkor read [member="Tristan Gregory"] moves with relative ease recognizing it as Djem So a form that he was already familar with,and besides Jar'Kai was the one he favored the most. He kept a strong defense,and as soon as he saw that his momentum was weakining he punched him in the face with the back of one of his hilts,and kicked him in the stomach.

He then saw[member="Darlyn Excron"] with his yellow blade ignited,and a thermal detonater in the air. The Tusken snarled at the him going into a offensive posture. He says in a irritated tone. "You kriffing sleemo. If you are wise as you are stupid I suggest you don't blow us all straight to hell,or I send you to become one with the force by giving you an excurciating death. I rather not do that since I have no quarrel with you. Before the karking sith showed up I was enjoying my drink in peace. But noo you and dreadlocks over here just had to kriff it all up."

[member="Kami Meran"] [member="Dax Fyre"] [member="Undin Jaii"] @Arrik Terran
 
The Reaper of Won Shasot
Dax rushed the Sith ([member="Tristan Gregory"]) dashing in quickly to execute a quick slashing strike. It was as he took his first few steps that he noticed the thermal detonator suspended in the air. Dax made a split second descision and vaulted off to the left to avoid the impending explosion. "I'd like to keep my limbs kntact thank you very much..."
 
Kami watched the ruckus with a slight disdain.
"Lyth? " she asked nodding.
The tiny Mando wrapped the detonator in a force telekinetic grip and tossed it out of the Bar.
Kami stood up firing a blaster shot into the roof.
"OK IF ALL THIS D1(K MEASURING IS OVER. YOU GUYS GOT TO HEAR THIS." she yelled.
 

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