Tags:
Raijin Arashi
Alwine Daye
Objective: Sith Temple Shenangains
Amaris took a deep breath as she adjusted her boot. Quickly, she pulled her hair into a tight ponytail. A deep breath an she patted her weapons - a blaster on her right hip and a vibrosword on her left. One for those more ranged attacks and one for her favorite type of combat, melee. A little yawn escaped her lips as she walked the halls to a ship she was supposed to be get on.
Some type of Sith Temple and they had to clean it out. Or something along those lines - Amaris mostly was interested in the number of credits she'd be receiving once the Temple was cleared out for this Raijin dude. Seemed interesting, but she didn't really know much about him. Or why he wanted too. Probably for the best, honestly.
The Felacatian stopped as she leaned against the wall, waiting for the approval to move forward into the party. It wouldn't be much longer before they'd get on the move, she hoped. She did have a ship to catch to get off the planet before those genocidal maniacs burned the planet to the ground. And because of said genocidal maniacs, she would not be available for long... Although, she thought as she unwrapped a chocolate bar and bit into it, maybe she should do more stuff like this.
Granted, the last thing she needed was to accidentally get cursed by the Dark Side or whatever... Nah, it'd be fineee.
Objective: Sith Temple Shenangains
Amaris took a deep breath as she adjusted her boot. Quickly, she pulled her hair into a tight ponytail. A deep breath an she patted her weapons - a blaster on her right hip and a vibrosword on her left. One for those more ranged attacks and one for her favorite type of combat, melee. A little yawn escaped her lips as she walked the halls to a ship she was supposed to be get on.
Some type of Sith Temple and they had to clean it out. Or something along those lines - Amaris mostly was interested in the number of credits she'd be receiving once the Temple was cleared out for this Raijin dude. Seemed interesting, but she didn't really know much about him. Or why he wanted too. Probably for the best, honestly.
The Felacatian stopped as she leaned against the wall, waiting for the approval to move forward into the party. It wouldn't be much longer before they'd get on the move, she hoped. She did have a ship to catch to get off the planet before those genocidal maniacs burned the planet to the ground. And because of said genocidal maniacs, she would not be available for long... Although, she thought as she unwrapped a chocolate bar and bit into it, maybe she should do more stuff like this.
Granted, the last thing she needed was to accidentally get cursed by the Dark Side or whatever... Nah, it'd be fineee.