It seemed that an elite swordsmen had been attempting to, with little to no success, destroy his hold on a small sector of the industrial part of town. The swordsmen had realized his failures and had now plotted an assai nation attempt, ten of his best thugs patrolled the inside's his estate at all times. While there where at least, one hundred guards within the vicinity of his estate guarding the courtyard, and other places of the property. There was a sudden feeling the wookie cyborg had, a gut feeling that the swordsmen may be able to sneak past the outer defenses, he therefore decided that he and his ten guards would stay in his main hall. The crime lord overlooked the hall, it in his eyes was his seat of power, his throne room. It had yellow carpets leading to his personal table, that was slightly higher then the others, four more large tables sat down on the rather lower end of the massive hall, evenly spread out in a square manner. The hall was finished with five evenly spread, tan pillars in two rows, one on each his left and right. He was waiting as each of the guards literally leaned on the pillars, like the lazy karks they were.
Erin Darkstar
Erin Darkstar
