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Grik stepped forward adopting a Shien stance as he prepared for the last few slavers as they took aim at him. In defense of the other Sith, and those behind him, he blocked all but the last two, taking a hit to a gauntlet, and busting it, but not doing much damage to him. The rest, he managed to...

Grik stopped for a moment, as they came upon the ladders, knowing they'd have little indication where to make their exit otherwise. Reaching out with the Force, he scanned the surface world, using the mental image he'd gained from the bushes prior to delving into the sewer. He crouched, one knee...

Grik ignited the 2-meter-long blade of his primary lightsaber, following the other Sith, while the Droid sat back and fired on them from afar, although, something had seemed to malfunction in his weapon, or he'd taken on heavy blasterfire. Grik charged forward, bearing his massive greatsaber...

Grik's claws met Big's stomach with the full weight of the Barabel behind them, piercing skin and bone. The blunt force of the strike knocked the small Wookiee upwards into the air, before he pivoted and smacked the half-dead wookiee into the stands, with his tail wounded severely, and would...

Grik had made it to the top of the boulders when the first shots had rang out toward his companion on the ground. Entirely uninterested in keeping him alive for the sake of any kind of camaraderie, he knew his assistance in destroying the base would make the mission nigh impossible to perform on...

Grik waded through the brush to the rendezvous point, having not met the other Sith yet, but was told of extra assignments at a certain time tonight for a chance for some extra credits, or a good few lackeys. Grik had been brought to Kashyyyk by his own curiosity about the whole buzz over 'Life...

Grik recoiled back with the grate in both hands, as it broke away. He dropped it at his side and ducked under the entrance, gripping his double-bladed shotosaber in his right hand, and igniting both blades to serve as a torch. The golden orange blades lit the catacombs sufficiently enough to...

Dio's repositioning did not give away his position, and he would know this as there were no sudden reactions from Grik, as he continued to the end of what became a trench along a plate tectonic that led far off into the wastes of the Tarisian wastelands, beyond the curve of the boulder...

Grik sat still for a moment, before the rank stench of the sewers nearby assaulted his nostrils. That moment, he cracked a wide grin. If he could move underground, he could close in on his enemy relatively easily. Moving slowly, Grik made his way over to the grate which blocked the way, though...

Grik quickly used his free arm to grip the knape of Big's neck, digging claws into his skin as he did so before ripping him away from his arm, taking a few loose scales away, in the Wookiee's maw. Instead of throwing him, Grik dropped him from shoulder height, and drove five clawed phalanges...

The grin only curled upward, as the small furry bastard in front of him got visibly angry at him. Shouting something in Shyriwook, before lunging at the Barabel, prompting Grik to step left, and swipe his arm upward, aiming to flip the Wookiee in mid-air, end over end, before he twisted his...

Barabel never laughed, they hardly smiled, less so for one corrupted by the dark side, but a grin crept across Grik's face as what appeared to be a mildly overgrown Ewok stood before him on the arena. Grik had forgone all his armor, wearing only a pair of ripped cloth trousers, held to by a rope...

Grik grunted a response, and continued toward the wood-line. He saw little use in talking when work needed to be done, and food need to be collected. He continued through the woods, barely stopping to duck underneath low-hanging limbs. He was fixated, and ready for what lay ahead. As he marched...

Contrary to what his comrade, and the enemies, which he had yet to spot, assumed he been doing, Grik was not simply stomping through the wasteland like a buffoon, rather moving around the Eastern flank of the base, when he found a massive crack in the earth, that appeared to have been caused by...

Grik looked back at the Human, his typical ornery visage looking down at the Human. "Disssstraction," he said, simply. "This One draws guards away, you blow mainframe," he added, saying little else, during the dash between cover, as he made his way northwest of the front gate, clutching his A10...