Noah Corek
Cocked, Locked and a Smoking Barrel
[member="Isabella Denko"]
Noah sighed as he stepped off the transport in the spaceport. Noah was on a mission, he had made a promise to a friend and had taken a mission posted up by the ODF High Admiral Jonathan Walsh. He was here to rescue a little girl named Isabella, the daughter of a friend who had fallen to the darkside and the granddaughter of the ODF High Admiral. He had been given the coordinates that she should be at, but that was a few weeks ago, granted she did have a few BX-Commando Droid guards that could keep her safe, they would do much against Sith soldiers or, force forbid, a actual Sith. Grabbing his luggage, Noah began the short journey to his location.
Noah sighed as he stepped off the transport in the spaceport. Noah was on a mission, he had made a promise to a friend and had taken a mission posted up by the ODF High Admiral Jonathan Walsh. He was here to rescue a little girl named Isabella, the daughter of a friend who had fallen to the darkside and the granddaughter of the ODF High Admiral. He had been given the coordinates that she should be at, but that was a few weeks ago, granted she did have a few BX-Commando Droid guards that could keep her safe, they would do much against Sith soldiers or, force forbid, a actual Sith. Grabbing his luggage, Noah began the short journey to his location.