"Oh sure, of course. Bartender, a drink for my lady friend here."
The bartender quickly brought the drink and set it down in front of her as Nomar stared at her. She had weapons somewhere, she was too calculating to be some random floozy. Which left, either an assassin or a soldier, or more...
Nomar stopped his rambling to stare at her for one moment, she was armed he knew it, but where the weapon was he didn't know. So he would need to keep playing a drunken idiot.
"Well Hello there miss, the names Nomar Thont, and what's yours."
He took the time to down another sip from his drink...
Nomar swayed in his seat, making mad gestures, as he faked the slur in his speech.
"You guys are such friends, I feel like I've known you all my life!"
"We only met you five minutes ago!" was their response.
As he swayed and turned in his seat acting like a drunken lunatic he noticed...
"Kuat, a bright, cheery planet. Full of life and wonder, home of a large shipyard and the Kuati race."
"In a small city on the northern continent, lies a bar."
"And inside that bar stands a man in a combat uniform, with two slug-throwers, a blaster rifle, and a combat knife."
"A manly...
Name: Nomar Thont
Age 26
specialty: Training people and frontline combat.
short background: Was raised on Coruscant with a mercenary father, trained in the ways of fighting by his father and after traveling the galaxy for 5yrs he has decided to join the Republic army.
Requested role: I don't...
Well apparantly Cortosis hasn't been found in this timeline yet but the rules say unless you're a republic officer or a high rank bounty-hunter you would only be able to get it with swords.
This implies that Cortosis exists.
But according to Kupo it doesn't.
Silas just stared at the cut, then to her. He vaguely considered being a smartarse some more but thought better of it.
"Ouch."
Ok so he couldn't resist.
But either way he did so, concentrating on the cut, imagining in his mind the force flowing through his veins like a fire, cauterizing...