Kalint (Hell-On-The-Horizon)

[Markus Chorvus]

A large town on the outskirts of the capital city of Dorbim (Garroba Prime), enslaved to the nightlife and scoundrels of the streets. The creds are scarce, living quarters in need of repair…and everything is for trade… During the day, It’s a hustler's passion, however during nightfall…Even the policing militia of Dorbim let the town take care of itself more or less..No one knows why, however…Perhaps a quid-pro-quo…One thing is for sure..Those that grow up there are creative in making ends meet and wish they could see the galaxy beyond the streets. Those that visit..Well, depending on who you are..You either don’t make it out alive..Or you don’t want to leave until it’s too late. Thieves and gangs control the three sectors of Kalint and it’s imported/exported business deals. Even within the fragile structure of territorial claim..An all-out war is on the brink..And order is well needed amongst the Chaos.
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The Factions

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North East-west - - StarRiders

Leader/Captain: Klaus Roten
Vice: Mana Roten
Secretary: Dorbis Meeks
Affiliates/Members:
Vehicle Type: Swoop/Speeder bikes


South East - - Bokan Gang

Leader/Captain: Christo - Markus Chorvus
Vice: Ecks
Secretary: ???
Affiliates/Members:
Vehicle Type: Sorosuub classic X-34/ Repulsor lift low riders


South/South West -- Eight Star Shadow Runners

Leader/Captain: Sandee Ritchter
Vice: Pugeti Viscott
Secretary: Tew-Bit
Affiliates/Members:
Vehicle Type: Speeder bikes (Modified 74-Z’s)​

 

[Markus Chorvus]

"Kalint...Home to many gangs and factions that operate underground..Off the grid...Durasteel...Carbon fiber...Diamond crystals...creds...All in a whirlwind passing through the sectors. Me? I oversee the sectors as a whole...checks and balances..As long as everyone keeps in line there's no need for the marshal to intervene. It's a system that works...And the Chancellor could care less as long as whatever happens doesn't reach the inner city of Dorbim...So then...You may wonder where you fit into this picture. See...the distribution of X-com....That is the name right? X-com ain;t on the list...And it's been making people act a little crazy around town....Captain of the Eight Star...Handed you over..." Markus smirks as he bends down to the criminal tied to a chair with stun cuffs linking his hands together behind his back. The native Quarren would slowly look up as he was bloodied and his face was swollen. He spoke in his native tongue (I did not do this on my own accord. I'm not the one you wan't..Please! I'll leave Kalint!). He beckoned as the small crowd behind him in the grand hall began t o chatter amongst themselves. Markus would tuck his lower lip and his tongue would graze it before looking back at the captive. "Give me a name and where I can find this employer of yours." He commanded as the Quarren breathed heavily. (His...his name is Doben Pi-Guan....Owner of Zaddy's..In the city...But you...you can't send me back to him..He'll kill me! I'd rather face the Marshal!) He claims as his breathing intensifies. Markus stares at him and gets close to his face as the crowd listens in. "I AM THE MARSHAL..." He firmly states and backs away a few steps. He then addresses the crowd behind the captive. "X-Com..Is BANNED from Kalint.....there will be a town sweep of the product and those with intent to sell will face the Marshal's wrath...As far as this one....Take him to holding..See if his info checks out..For his sake.."

 

[Dawn-Sulis]

Standing in the streets of Kalint outside the local Cantina, Dawn keeps her hands in her short biker's coat while in observation of all the people passing by. She let's the tobacco-rolled stick hang from her lip as the smoke from it fills the air. She nods as two individuals head towards the cantina. Judging by the street clothing and thier age..Two teens..Eager to have fun and unwind..Probably on someone elses cred, seeing as they don't look a day older than what a jedi would call...(Youngling)...Two boys..And she already caught the stupid glance that she gave her from a few feet back..scanning her with the thoughts on every teenager's mind at the time...Although Dawn was a young adult..Her mind was mature..As she was forced to grow up beyond her time and age.

"If your unsure about having a good time in there boys theres a thing or two you should know to maximize your fun....Number one...Wait till' the barkeep heads to the opposite end to steal...Two.....The Gamorrean in the corner to the left will see you unless you create a distraction...And three....Commy goes good with alcohol...." She states to them as they pause staring at her. One of the guys nods..."You know...Well keep that in mind..Although shouldn't be that much of a problem. My father is a government official. Militia branch. Any problems..I always get a pass..But...Heyyyy....This thing you speak of...Commy? New hit on the street?" He asks as his friend looks on, slightly cautious about Dawn's appearance.


"As a matter of fact it is. One bump....Make you feel bliss...Or euphoric..Feel like a Jedi even..Like the Universe and you are one....( She snickers )...Tell you what...i'm not allowed in there for a reason or two but you boys meet me here when your done and we can party it up...Your...first rounds on me. And trust me..This ain't no spice..." Dawn grins as the two guys nod at each other. "Deal! Names Kidge....Fieldman..My bud here is Zio...Well see you in a bit...Uhhhhh...." As He opened up a suggestion for Dawn to put her name out there she would simply reply...."MY NAME IS OF NO IMPORTANCE...CALL ME " X " . The boys would nod..."Your name is of no importance at all...We'll call you X . See you soon x!" He waves as he enters inside. Dawn would smirk and continue pulling on her tobacco awaiting the next people she saw that she could spread this contraband to.