Tormax Tryte
Lord of Dread
The Sith Pureblood marched into the cantina upon some backwater planet. There was a thief that he had been watching who was quite decent at her job, but he didn't want her to know his thoughts of her skills just yet. He need thieves, every sort of criminal that he could kind, only the best however. If he could find them, he would employ them, and he had found this woman, and he was going to employ her.
His concealed form took a seat at the cantina, and when he got his ordered drink and he spun around in the seat to look around the cantina, he caught sight of her. It was, @[member="Elsa Delliria"] and she had finally arrived. He was already getting up from his seat to try and intercept the women before she got to wherever she was going. All a matter of time.
His concealed form took a seat at the cantina, and when he got his ordered drink and he spun around in the seat to look around the cantina, he caught sight of her. It was, @[member="Elsa Delliria"] and she had finally arrived. He was already getting up from his seat to try and intercept the women before she got to wherever she was going. All a matter of time.