Nicair Claden
The Iron Heart
(Voided, thinking of something else)
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Gromas 16 Mining Operation (Open)
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Ezekiel Dashiell
The Blacksheep
Gromas 16
Arceneau Trade Company | Mohc Extractives HQ's
"We are at peak extraction levels." the tall, bulky Nikto by the name of Buba Nug would growl out to the tall woman beside him. He was detailing the current status of the active phrik mine upon Gromas 16, where Mohc Extractives and Arceneau Trade were present in.
"Better than expected. The Mandalorian Clans will have a higher percentage of tribute for this quarter's phrik shipment." The cerulean glow would reflect upon the four sapients standing around the holoarray, one of which was Taneith Vizsla. The mocha skinned woman was the Mandalorian Clans representative, and was the woman in charge of this particular sector.
As the direct contact for the United Mandalorians, Taneith, of Clan Vizsla, served to mediate any purchases or mining on Gromas 16. It was only on Gromas 16 though. Mandal Hypernautics and MandalTech also owned various phrik mines scattered across the several dozen asteroids of various sizes in the Gromas Sector. All around them, the sound of the industrial mining machines gave a soft hum as they continued to mine the precious ore.
"Good, contact our new Mand'alor." The woman spoke of [member="Ra Vizsla"].
"The quarterly tribute of phrik is coming."
[member="Nicair Claden"]
Nicair Claden
The Iron Heart
The Mandalorian got off the transport ship and began walking towards the facility with the other freelancers on the transport with him. His target was somewhere inside and he had to find him. The man did something to offend a high ranking rich family, Nicair didn't much care who they were so long as they returned on their deal, the man's death for a few chunks of phrikite for forging. He was working on forging his own armor and needed the stuff wherever he could get it. The facility door opened with a hiss and he walked inside for the orientation.
[member="Taneith Vizsla"]
[member="Taneith Vizsla"]
Ezekiel Dashiell
The Blacksheep
Gromas 16
Arceneau Trade Company | Mohc Extractives HQ's
It was easy to get a job with ATC.
If easier still if it was a Mandalorian willing to do a job in turn for phrik. Considering that Gromas 16 was a mining facility for the ore that turned into phrik, that made it even easier.
It would take about twenty-four hours before the phrikite that was being mined would be set apart for the Mandalorians. All the while, Tanieth would personally inspect it to ensure everything was underway. While she was at it, the current overseer of the facility would be giving her a tour, allowing her to inspect the mine and their progress.
Recently, there was a push in creating new technology that would mine the phrikite ore at a faster rate. Taneith was headed there to inspect it as the prototype drill was tested in one of the mines.
Arceneau Trade Company | Mohc Extractives HQ's
It was easy to get a job with ATC.
If easier still if it was a Mandalorian willing to do a job in turn for phrik. Considering that Gromas 16 was a mining facility for the ore that turned into phrik, that made it even easier.
It would take about twenty-four hours before the phrikite that was being mined would be set apart for the Mandalorians. All the while, Tanieth would personally inspect it to ensure everything was underway. While she was at it, the current overseer of the facility would be giving her a tour, allowing her to inspect the mine and their progress.
Recently, there was a push in creating new technology that would mine the phrikite ore at a faster rate. Taneith was headed there to inspect it as the prototype drill was tested in one of the mines.
Nicair Claden
The Iron Heart
Their introduction was aloof and short, barracks are here, mine shaft's here, don't fall in and don't die. Simple. Nicair liked it, what he didn't like was needing to find his target out of a number of miners, granted he had been given a physical description he wasn't blessed with much else. Easy prey, yes? They had about an hour before they were expected to line up to receive their equipment and get sent down, so the Mandalorian spent his time getting situated with his new home, it wasn't a large facility so he was sure of his footing in no time at all. It was imperative no one knew who he was, no armor, fake name, all the makings of a manhunter. It was another aloof introduction, there was one experienced miner to every three new comers, from what Nicair learned it was a fairly simple process finding the phrikite in the ground, it had a certain shine to it, and wouldn't get eaten away by a mining laser, easy.
The elevator ride down to the mines was a short one, five minutes maybe, whether that was because it was a fast travel or a high destination he wasn't sure. Brown hair, hazel eyes, 5'10", medium build, those were his clues to solving the puzzle of his prey, it was worthwhile to note that there weren't as many humans here as he'd expect, granted, there were quite a few, but it wasn't a clean sweep. Once the doors opened the sound of the mines erupted in a wave of noise, machinery being run, lasers being fired, rocks tumbling around. He followed his group's leader along with a muscular Zabrak and a blonde haired human. Nicair was only half listening, which was fine, because the man didn't really have much to say anyway, he was droning on about how if you got your hand cut off it wasn't the company's fault, something along those lines. The mercenary was scanning the faces of all he passed while simultaneously ducking under machinery or moving around a droid carrying fresh ore. It was chaotic yet synchronized, much along the lines of a battle almost. Their guide led them down a tunnel and to a relatively empty area.
"You all can start here. You find any loose ore it goes to this bucket here, once it's full you push the button here, and a droid will come and take it. Don't get cocky or piss me off, you can be easily replaced by flesh or machine." It was at this that the man turned around and began walking out of the tunnel. The Mandalorian nodded his consent and began firing his laser into the bare rock around his position, flicking his goggles down as he did so.
The elevator ride down to the mines was a short one, five minutes maybe, whether that was because it was a fast travel or a high destination he wasn't sure. Brown hair, hazel eyes, 5'10", medium build, those were his clues to solving the puzzle of his prey, it was worthwhile to note that there weren't as many humans here as he'd expect, granted, there were quite a few, but it wasn't a clean sweep. Once the doors opened the sound of the mines erupted in a wave of noise, machinery being run, lasers being fired, rocks tumbling around. He followed his group's leader along with a muscular Zabrak and a blonde haired human. Nicair was only half listening, which was fine, because the man didn't really have much to say anyway, he was droning on about how if you got your hand cut off it wasn't the company's fault, something along those lines. The mercenary was scanning the faces of all he passed while simultaneously ducking under machinery or moving around a droid carrying fresh ore. It was chaotic yet synchronized, much along the lines of a battle almost. Their guide led them down a tunnel and to a relatively empty area.
"You all can start here. You find any loose ore it goes to this bucket here, once it's full you push the button here, and a droid will come and take it. Don't get cocky or piss me off, you can be easily replaced by flesh or machine." It was at this that the man turned around and began walking out of the tunnel. The Mandalorian nodded his consent and began firing his laser into the bare rock around his position, flicking his goggles down as he did so.
