Mongo Noos
Character
Mongo Noos drummed his fingers against the wooden counter of the Mos Eisley Cantina. His partner, Oka Osaa, was late for their first official mission. In a galaxy thousands of light years across, it was a a mark of an intelligent civilization to be able to produce star travel, and yet here he was: no ship, no money, no honor. Thinking for a second, Mongo figured he at least his dignity. He could go crawling back to Naboo and ask his ftiend Oklo to help pay for a ship, but he had cut ties to Naboo a while ago.
As a solitary mercenary in his first few years, Mongo had made enough money to get by for the year, but between food, housing, and weaponry, he would wind up with very little every year. This year he looked for help. Although he was an accomplished demolitionist, known as the Mongoose in many circles, he carried mostly heavy weapons and thus had no room for anything larger than a blaster pistol. A second man would help him greatly. On top of this, he could expand his line of work from just pure demolition to a wide variety of things.
Glancing over, he saw that the force user he had enlisted was late by 10 minutes. Deciding to make the most of the time, he looked over the plans of Bay 114, where his future ship was lying in wait.
As a solitary mercenary in his first few years, Mongo had made enough money to get by for the year, but between food, housing, and weaponry, he would wind up with very little every year. This year he looked for help. Although he was an accomplished demolitionist, known as the Mongoose in many circles, he carried mostly heavy weapons and thus had no room for anything larger than a blaster pistol. A second man would help him greatly. On top of this, he could expand his line of work from just pure demolition to a wide variety of things.
Glancing over, he saw that the force user he had enlisted was late by 10 minutes. Deciding to make the most of the time, he looked over the plans of Bay 114, where his future ship was lying in wait.