Zamid Sarlo
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- Joined
- Apr 16, 2018
- Messages
- 102
- Reaction score
- 74
Thunder roared in the distance, with gray clouds hanging above a poor speck of a spaceport called Uptown. It was early evening and already the taverns in the settlement were filled to the brim with outworlders and locals, indulging themselves in both drink and company. However in front of one such establishment were a modest collection of puffer pigs searching for scraps to eat in the mud. Among them laying sideways in the filthy soil, however was a Duros wearing the burned and torn remains of a traditional robe from his homeworld.
The blue humanoid in question was asleep, having drank down a whole bottle of ale hours before and the empty bottle itself still in his right hand. It was not a peaceful slumber however, the man repeatedly sorrowfully mumbled in a mess of words in both Basic and Durese. Fresh tears pour out down his already ruined cheeks as the pathetic man whispered repeatedly.
“I failed you. I failed you. I failed you Larile.”
It had been almost a week since Zamid Sarlo, the former senator bitterly declared his resignation via boardcast. This had been caused by the death of his only child in a pirate attack, which he blamed on the Republic for failing to rearm sooner. Instead of returning to Duro, the former statesman took his shuttle and flew as far as he can, away from the Republic. Of course he ended up crashing outside this spaceport, becoming one of the many homeless who infested the settlement.
As far as anyone was concerned if they knew or even about cared Sarlo’s fate appeared to be set. To rot away in both body and soul at some gutter. However...
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