Momentum and a lot of luck caused Larr to fall forward as Husks shouldered charge swept the feet from under him. The betrayer hit his head hard and his limp body splayed motionless on the durasteel floor, his blaster a reasonable length from reach. Husk Kra'Zaa Fenn gathered himself, standing...
Reaction Roll - Greater than Larrs duel roll [14] - Whether due to slow reactions, overwhelming circumstances or just plain bad luck, both of Larrs shots missed their mark. This gave the older Bothan, and former comrade, enough time to assess his situation as he tightened his grip on handle and...
The ship went dark and from behind his helmet Husk gasped a sigh of relief. He lowered his arms and the weapon, offering his arms relief from its weighted conversion while twisting the emitter from the end of the barrel. With a flick of his furred wrist he dismissed the dispensed power pack...
Preef lived up to his growing reputation. Twice now the Rodian executed precision shots following the Bothans prompt, and each shot met its mark with deadly accuracy. Husk watched his traitorous ex comrade flee for his ship, no doubt hoping for a swift escape at the behest of his underlings...
The blast doors opened, revealing the contents of the hangar. Three Humans and their Twilek retinue clustered to one side of the bay, the vulgar exchange of testosterone fueled desires echoing off its artificial walls. On the opposite side rested their escape vessel. And in the center of the...
The two walked towards the Spaceport through Ryloths impressive scenery. Despite the fact it had endured scattering of debris, some as large as destroyers, it still held some modicum of natural delight as nature went about its routine undisturbed by modernization. The Rodian Enforcer, Husks...
Husk had to double check his encrypted messages again. Perhaps it had been a glitch or a misread on the middle aged Bothans end. He had been tasked with an escort request which in itself was no huge deviation from his day to day work. It was the client which caused him to raise a furry...
The word 'dog' caused his snout to twist sourly, a common insult flung towards his people by the ignorant. It was generally a nickname he endured as a cub and had gotten himself into many a fight as a result. But that sensation was soon replaced with disappointment as the more mature dancer...
The Bothans shot hit its mark, and true to form the battery pack in the shock stick malfunctioned, causing it to deliver an electrifying surge of energy that incapacitated the lead Twilek. But what surprised Husk more was the quick follow up of blaster fire from behind him, causing the elder to...
Compared to the middle aged Bothan, the Twilek towered over him, almost imposing. Slightly hunched over, which made his figure all the less threatening, Husk tilted his head up so his eyes now met the thugs. He spoke almost perfect Ryl, the product of having served with many Twilek in his life...
The furry anthropoid slowly sipped his spiran cafe, his clawed digits gently clutching the cup. He was surprised the beverage was served in such an establishment making its consumption all the better. His gaze met Preefs and an indifferent click escaped his maw. His thick Bothese accent cut...
The Horny Lekku. It had a catchy name, but underneath the establishments clever innuendo it held the same shady activity which attracted people from all walks of life. Lust and attraction were common stance across a variety of species. Despite the physical differences which separated them into...
LOCATION: Eriadu, Zaa Fenn Penthouse
STATUS: Attending Meeting
Husk stood amidst a sea of eager youth now slightly outraged by the news addressed by their leader. The mature Bothan served under the Zaa Fenn Family for decades, longer than the majority whom gathered for this meeting. The news...