Tzeentch
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OOC: Yep, first Duel and Fight thread for me, so I'll have to see how this works out... Should anyone die here, it will not affect anything; this thread is solely for fun and/or practice... May also include social something or other as well.. Sneak peak of one of my characters for Babyblue's upcoming faction. I'll check if I need to made any adjustments to his gear after the Jump.
To Hunt Prey of Honor...
Echoing footsteps could be heard within one of the ancient ruins located on Tatooine. The structure, while crumbling, could still be made out to be something of a temple; to whom it was unknown. The wind could be heard tearing through the empty halls of the temple, whisking away sand, and replacing it soon after. The sounds of steady steps ceased, allowing only the sounds of the wind to be heard...
Ivan Nal Kinnsul grabbed the base of his collar and loosened it. His eyes, covered with something resembling a visor, glanced briefly at the ceiling, where rays of light peaked through from the planet's neighboring suns.
The suit-wearing mercenary surveyed the sand-colored room, seemingly searching for something in the ancient temple.
As his eyes panned the room, he thought back to the job that brought him to the scorched planet in the first place...
'A criminal empire wanting to gain the possession of a force user,' the onyx-haired human thought, 'dead or alive, with all of the individual's possessions... Didn't matter whether they are Sith, or Jedi, either were fine by my employer.'
He scoffed; normally, he wouldn't hunt for a force user, not because they were strong or that he was a coward, far from it in fact! Most of the potential employers had either tried to get him to go after weak force users, who of which would offer little entertainment, or attempted to hire him for horribly offending prices.
He had prepared himself for this one individual. It nearly cost him half of his savings that he earned in years of serving as a mercenary, but he wasn't about to take any chances with a person capable of manipulating the force. He had certain parts of his equipment cortosis weave; a very small amount but due to the rarity, an extremely expensive upgrade.
Where he hid any equipment and weapons was unknown for now, as one could only see the dark colored suit he wore, as well as boots reinforced with metals.
This one however, the price was right, either dead or alive, and had the potential to be a very worthy and entertaining opponent. It was just the matter of finding this Jedi...
The man continued to stand in place, still with his eyes scanning the room, silently, and his usual frown marring his scarred face...
The wind continued to echo throughout the desolate chamber.
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