Rhan'starn, Bothawui, Bothan Eastern Continent
0500 Hours, Twilight
Bothawui was once Jorva's home, though, not for long. He had no memory of it that way his own. His childhood was spent being brainwashed to believe that it was the central hub for the Galactic Government's secret police, and thus was a target of the Eternal, and his Legionnaires.
What wasn't fabricated was the purpose of being sent here. He was not here to kill some high-ranking figure, nor a politician, no, this was a chance to prove his allegiance to the dark side, the Dark Lord's of Old, and the Eternal - he was sent here to murder his family, most notably his father, and find way to frame the Jedi, then, find a way off-planet without being arrested. With him, was a Legionnaire, with whom he had no relation, so there was no bias in his account of the aspiring assassin's handiwork. This was not uncommon.
Jorza wore plain Bothan clothing, that included a darker toned tunic and pants, and no shoes, sporting his blaster pistol in his hip, and his shotosaber disguised to look like a communicator. His primary saber, however was hidden in his right sleeve, tucked away only to be brought out in emergencies. His contact was nearby, with the appropriate information on where to find his family. With stone cold eyes, he looked onward, ready to exterminate these strangers, for his true family was among the Legionnaires.
@Faded
0500 Hours, Twilight
Bothawui was once Jorva's home, though, not for long. He had no memory of it that way his own. His childhood was spent being brainwashed to believe that it was the central hub for the Galactic Government's secret police, and thus was a target of the Eternal, and his Legionnaires.
What wasn't fabricated was the purpose of being sent here. He was not here to kill some high-ranking figure, nor a politician, no, this was a chance to prove his allegiance to the dark side, the Dark Lord's of Old, and the Eternal - he was sent here to murder his family, most notably his father, and find way to frame the Jedi, then, find a way off-planet without being arrested. With him, was a Legionnaire, with whom he had no relation, so there was no bias in his account of the aspiring assassin's handiwork. This was not uncommon.
Jorza wore plain Bothan clothing, that included a darker toned tunic and pants, and no shoes, sporting his blaster pistol in his hip, and his shotosaber disguised to look like a communicator. His primary saber, however was hidden in his right sleeve, tucked away only to be brought out in emergencies. His contact was nearby, with the appropriate information on where to find his family. With stone cold eyes, he looked onward, ready to exterminate these strangers, for his true family was among the Legionnaires.
@Faded