Jan'Moosh
Character
The stench of dark, rich smoke lingered in the air. The smoke was emitted from the lit unfiltered cigarette that was held by the long, solid black cigarette holder that the Hutt clutched in his maw. He calmly puffed on the cigarette as he watched men scurry around hurriedly.
This was a temporary palace of sorts for the Hutt, who was currently perched upon a makeshift stone throne. After recently abandoning the Hutt Cartel, Jan'Moosh sought to create his own criminal empire and no way in hell would he accept the assistance of the Hutt Cartel.
Suddenly, all attention shifted over to a large steel door that slowly was pulled open. Jan'Moosh bellowed in Huttese, as he set his eyes upon the captured prisoner. A man was being dragged into the room. The intruder. Jan'Moosh's men had detected an intruder several hours ago and had just now intercepted him.
With a chuckle, the Hutt plucked the cigarette holder from his mouth, staring at the prisoner as he was brought to the throne.
[member="Valkren Calderon"]
This was a temporary palace of sorts for the Hutt, who was currently perched upon a makeshift stone throne. After recently abandoning the Hutt Cartel, Jan'Moosh sought to create his own criminal empire and no way in hell would he accept the assistance of the Hutt Cartel.
Suddenly, all attention shifted over to a large steel door that slowly was pulled open. Jan'Moosh bellowed in Huttese, as he set his eyes upon the captured prisoner. A man was being dragged into the room. The intruder. Jan'Moosh's men had detected an intruder several hours ago and had just now intercepted him.
With a chuckle, the Hutt plucked the cigarette holder from his mouth, staring at the prisoner as he was brought to the throne.
[member="Valkren Calderon"]
