Taz
SWRP Writer
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Whispers of a new and unique acolyte had drifted throughout the Order. Virion wanted different, wanted something untainted by the civil war. Other then missions and assassinations, few things brought the half blooded Zabrak from his secrete place of training and rest. When he heard of this woman, this Sith Hag, he quickly made his way to the once capital world.
He lurked in the blanket of darkness. Tracking those who moved in it as well. Survivors, foolish remnants of a government or a populous long extinct from this world. The predator reached out with the force. The ocean of dead left behind only served to assist, his senses reaching far and wide. The assassin could feel the humanoid scurrying like a womp rat. Taking aim with his weapon , pulling the bow back to a full draw. The mag accelerator making the slightest hum in his ear.
A release of the cord would send the durasteel tipped projectile straight threw the man before he could have any idea his heart left his body with the shaft. But he was not here for him. He was here for the Hag. He continued on, leaping from building shell to collapsed ruin. The cloak of the force concealing him from sight.