Rattle the sabers (Ordan Vosk)

[Talon Vosra]

Talon had fought many and learned more with each duel. Perhaps it was just his way of growing as a master or perhaps he was waiting to pay for his mistakes. In any case he had heard of a skilled being in Hutt space and perhaps it was foolish but he went looking for him.

Talon had spent a few days making the rounds in dives and cantinas asking the wrong questions around the right people. He knew that it would get to[member="Ordan Vosk"] one way or another and that was the point. Talon let it slip that he was staying on a remote moon and that he was alone. It was only a matter of time before someone came to see what he was about.

He sat watch over the flat area where he had landed his ship and waited calmly. The rocky ground and few native trees his only company as he fiddled with a small power coupling that went to a droid he was hoping to repair. It was only a matter of time now and he had plenty of that.

 

[Ordan Vosk]

...the man was a former enforcer to the now largely defunct Black Sun criminal organization and since then he'd done some work for the Hutt Cartel as well. Ordan Vosk wasn't what most people would describe as leadership material, he wasn't a tactician nor a commander though he could run a fire team and had sat on the bridge of a capital ship, the man was a bull and most of his talents lead that to that basic description. When word came back to him that someone had been dropping his name in Hutt Space he hadn't wasted much time; the Informant was well compensated and Ordan had left on a Light Transport at the earliest possible time...

...the Light Transport would breach the atmosphere of the remote moon that he'd learned that [member="Talon Vosra"] had been staying on and descend planet site until it set down in the same area where sensors had indicated another vessel was berthed. The Light Transport landed, the engines powered down and the docking ramp lowered before the silhouette of a man, broad shouldered and well muscled was seen descending until his feet were shifting over the rocky surface of the moon...

...Ordan was dressed in Kraken Armor, a black matte finish producing an obvious sheen across its surface however he came without his usual assortment of firearms. In his right hand was the cylinder of a lightsaber, the first he'd created which was shoddy in a word and prone to failure now and then but reliable enough that Ordan would be able to see the blade as it started shorting out once it had been ignited. A Cudgel, a thick piece of wood measuring approximately two feet in length and ending in a round, bulbous knot hung over his left hip attached to his utility belt. As Ordan moved away from his transport he could sense the presence of the other men, felt his impression in the force and knew that this man had a stronger connection to it than him but that had never deterred him before...

...walking out into the open Ordan felt the rocky ground continue to shfit beneath his feet, he was careful to choose his footing then he would have called out..."I feel the man but I've yet to see him. Where are you!?"...he looked ahead, he saw that the land was dotted with a few sparse trees that made for some cover but not much of it. No matter, Ordan hadn't brought a gun because he didn't expect this to be a shooting match...​