Zavzen Sae'ryx
A Modern Je'daii Ranger
Zavzen sighed as he reclined in his chair aboard his ship as it slowly lowered itself through the lower atmosphere of the pirate ran, rainforest planet Tortuga. A while back Zavzen had helped a group gain loose control over the planet a while back and had used it as a base of operations since, whenever he wished to not reveal the location of his home on Naboo.
Groaning as he did so, the pale Zabrak forced himself to his feet as a 30 centimetre tall, translucent image of a woman appeared in front of him with a faint sound of static. "Sir, we have landed. I am currently paying all tolls for you and the Mr. Dalton." Zavzen smiled at the image of his AI before turning to scoop up his swords from where they rested against the back of his chair.
His current outfit consisted of black, silk tunic that hung open, exposing his torso and the numerous scars on his chest, and a matching pair of trousers. Tied around his his waist was a red sash that hung down to the floor from his back from where it was tied off. Attached to the sash were two wooden sheaths containing the swords he had just picked up while hidden within the sash was a simple vibroknife. A holster containing a blaster pistol was tied to his right thigh while three, metal poles attached to each other by a chain were tied above the holster. Two lightsaber hilts, one wooden the other metallic, were clipped to a small belt that was tied around Zavzen's left thigh.
"Thank you for that HAELI." His voice was rough from disuse over the past few days. "Please place the Eternal on lockdown as soon as I leave and transfer the majority of your processing power to the Tavern, as per usual." The image of HAELI smiled gently before bowing and flickered out of view.
Turning, Zaven strode out of the cockpit and down the ramp into the humid atmosphere of Tortuga. Walking through the primitive looking town that boarded the docks, Zavzen's eyes kept flickering around, taking in as many sights as he could so as to spot any bounty hunters that would target him.
A few minutes later Zavzen slipped into a wooden tavern with the name, Red Beard's Tavern, set into a large wooden plank above the door, the place he had told Dalton to meet him. Ignoring the rowdy, loud, drunken crowd he headed over to the bar where a human female stood. Leaning over the bar, the Zabrak whispered into the female's ear before passing over a datapad which had one file on it, a picture of the man he was going to meet. He then headed towards the back of the room and up a hidden staircase that lead to the VIP section.
Entering a room a few seconds later, Zavzen stopped and scanned the room. A round wooden desk sat in the middle of the room while a small bar was set against the left wall. Directly in front of him a large, floor to ceiling, wall to wall window looked out over the pirate town. The Zabrak strode over to the bar and poured himself a drink before he settled himself into a chair to wait.
[member="Dalton"]
Groaning as he did so, the pale Zabrak forced himself to his feet as a 30 centimetre tall, translucent image of a woman appeared in front of him with a faint sound of static. "Sir, we have landed. I am currently paying all tolls for you and the Mr. Dalton." Zavzen smiled at the image of his AI before turning to scoop up his swords from where they rested against the back of his chair.
His current outfit consisted of black, silk tunic that hung open, exposing his torso and the numerous scars on his chest, and a matching pair of trousers. Tied around his his waist was a red sash that hung down to the floor from his back from where it was tied off. Attached to the sash were two wooden sheaths containing the swords he had just picked up while hidden within the sash was a simple vibroknife. A holster containing a blaster pistol was tied to his right thigh while three, metal poles attached to each other by a chain were tied above the holster. Two lightsaber hilts, one wooden the other metallic, were clipped to a small belt that was tied around Zavzen's left thigh.
"Thank you for that HAELI." His voice was rough from disuse over the past few days. "Please place the Eternal on lockdown as soon as I leave and transfer the majority of your processing power to the Tavern, as per usual." The image of HAELI smiled gently before bowing and flickered out of view.
Turning, Zaven strode out of the cockpit and down the ramp into the humid atmosphere of Tortuga. Walking through the primitive looking town that boarded the docks, Zavzen's eyes kept flickering around, taking in as many sights as he could so as to spot any bounty hunters that would target him.
A few minutes later Zavzen slipped into a wooden tavern with the name, Red Beard's Tavern, set into a large wooden plank above the door, the place he had told Dalton to meet him. Ignoring the rowdy, loud, drunken crowd he headed over to the bar where a human female stood. Leaning over the bar, the Zabrak whispered into the female's ear before passing over a datapad which had one file on it, a picture of the man he was going to meet. He then headed towards the back of the room and up a hidden staircase that lead to the VIP section.
Entering a room a few seconds later, Zavzen stopped and scanned the room. A round wooden desk sat in the middle of the room while a small bar was set against the left wall. Directly in front of him a large, floor to ceiling, wall to wall window looked out over the pirate town. The Zabrak strode over to the bar and poured himself a drink before he settled himself into a chair to wait.
[member="Dalton"]
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