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Even a Hutt can't touch this.

The Tyrant

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Tyrant had just finished his daily routine. Eat, kill some people, kill some hunters, eat some more, destroy a outpost, eat some more, and eat a little bit more. It trudged through the lush plains of Vendaxa looking for more action. Even other Acklays feared this creature, it was a larger and deadlier version than most of them. It also helped that it was able to shoot force lightning out of its mouth. Tyrant noticed a small Lemnai den and slowly creeped up upon it. When it got close enough it pierced one of its claws into the den, killing the Lemnai inside. It then began to pierce more and more of its claws into the den to get the most Lemnai's possible. When everything inside the den was dead it bent its head down and proceeded to tear the meat off of the corpses.

[member="Balroyaal"]
 
Grudge, from his secret lab on Rutan found himself running through a series of tests for his company's products. The Grutt ran through the possibilities of what next species he would, and could mutate. From intel, he heard scarce word of a Acklay with a mutation of sorts that permitted it to dominate amongst its species. Growing, faster, smarter. His eyes boiled over into a sadistic squint whilst thinking of the possibilities. Whether it was myth or not, he wanted it. He lacked both the time and resources to acquire it himself, however. "I'll karking get someone else to do it. No harm to me, no foul. Suppose if I throw in enough credits, the money-hungry will be attracted. Hmmph." He slithered about his lab, activating the mass recorder.

"Hello, you opportunist. This is Grudge, The Grutt. I've a mission for you, whoever you may be. You will travel to Vendaxa and acquire a particularly interesting Acklay known by most as '[member="The Tyrant"]'. The beast is far superior to any of its kin, and it is told the beast has managed to learn how to shoot a form of electricity from its mouth. If you've got the balls, capture this beast and bring it to Rutan for me. You will be payed graciously, and your efforts will not be forgotten. Side Note, you kill it and you get absolutely nothing. Don't disappoint, hunters." He sent the message abroad, the request capable of easily being found in articles, bounties and rumors. "That should do it," He thought, returning to his experiments.

The Grutt attracted two potential candidates: [member="Krest"], [member="Eirlys Verd"]. He knew little of them both, but he relayed the message to them once more and gave them individual messages that should they team, the credits will be split. Should one kill the other to reap full benefits, he had no issue with it. He only cared for the Acklay. After capture, his coordinates would be relayed to them, but only then. Until then..

HAPPY HUNTING!
 
Ultimatum easily found the message. The proximity to Rutan made it almost too easy. He did not care for the credits. It was a reason to get off Mustafar and get the Acklay DNA he required for his own project. He wondered what [member="Grudge The Grutt"] had in mind for such a creature. Most certainly the electricity would not be good for the organic's relatively fragile anatomy. Whatever the reason, Ultimatum figured that he could accomplish this.

The Fate was already in flight. The first jump would begin soon. Ultimatum decided to clean the sniper that he would more than likely use to knockout the beast. An unnecessary gesture, as the weapon was cleaned every half day, Ultimatum had designed the weapon down to the last part and knew how to take apart and put it back together in less than a minute. Once he was done cleaning it he turned his attention to planning out a potential plan. His first idea would be to locate [member="The Tyrant"] via scanners and then take him out from a distance. He wanted to avoid getting too close, as the danger of electricity was quite definite in his case.

It would be a little. Until then it would be planning and that was it.

[member="Krest"] [member="Eirlys Verd"]

(I was given an offer to join, in case anyone is wondering)
 

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