Gambler
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Cold, bitter air passed over Feron's obsidian furred face. His cat like eyes blinked once as he watched the towering skyscrapers as speeders passed by them. His bared torso felt the bite of the wind on his sleek mane while he stood there like a brooding statue. Feron Nial, a cathar warrior and former slave who had just escaped slavery and searched for the Free Trade Alliance. And his friend. He had heard a rumor that Kam, or Hakim as he was now called, was part of the Alliance and that he could contact his friend through one of the Master Smugglers in charge there. He was supposed to meet one here.
Feron stood on top of a slightly smaller skyscraper. The master Smuggler was to land here and meet up with Feron. Any minute now. The cold wind wouldn't have been so bad had the surrounding buildings not turned the landing pad into a shadowed grotto surrounded in chilling cold. Normally Feron wouldn't mind the cold, but today he was agitated that he still had to wait before being reunited with his friend. A friend he hadn't seen for... has it truly been over ten years?
He shook his head slightly before returning to his vigilant watch of the skies. Any minute now he would see... a black shape started to slow down and stay stationary in the air as it lowered itself to the platform. The Smuggler's vessel. His wait was over.
Feron stood on top of a slightly smaller skyscraper. The master Smuggler was to land here and meet up with Feron. Any minute now. The cold wind wouldn't have been so bad had the surrounding buildings not turned the landing pad into a shadowed grotto surrounded in chilling cold. Normally Feron wouldn't mind the cold, but today he was agitated that he still had to wait before being reunited with his friend. A friend he hadn't seen for... has it truly been over ten years?
He shook his head slightly before returning to his vigilant watch of the skies. Any minute now he would see... a black shape started to slow down and stay stationary in the air as it lowered itself to the platform. The Smuggler's vessel. His wait was over.