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Koth gave another small nod, sipping his drink once more. People such as this could be a dangerous group, but also possibly usefull. It may benifit having them on his side at some point. "Sounds interesting...what else can be said about your, order."

Koth takes another long sip from his drink, before setting it aside, slowly eyeing the other man. After a long moment, he pushes off the bar, rolling his shoulders slightly. "I, have never heard of this order."

Koth raises his brow slightly, glancing over at the man, tilting his head slightly. "Your...order?"

Koth falls quiet for a long moment, sipping quietly at his drink. After almost a minute he speaks again. "My opinion...is i am not on any ones side, because , i have yet to find any one entirly on my side."

Koth gives a small smirk, tipping his own glass back. "Preferably on the same side...and with more blood..."

Koth stayed leaning on the bar, giving a small laugh. He nods a bit, sippig his drink once more. "Not my first fight... and if i were a bit faster, wouldn't have these cuts. Still, your not bad yourself, lesser men have been crushed before."

Koth gives his head a slight shake, taking a sip of his drink. His eyes continue to watch the jedi for a long moment before looking back at draven. "I let my hurts heal on their own."

Koth rather totaly ignors the 'dark jedi' that had passed through, and takes a drink from the rather miraculilessly unharmed, and unfazed bartender. His brow raises as he looks from the man he had just left the arena with, gaze travling to look to the one he speaks with. Slight shock crosses his...

Koth slowly reaches up, wrapping a large hand around the other mans, squeasing firmly. His small eyes move over the man for a long moment, before giving a slight nod. "You force users always put up a good fight..."

Koth leans against the bar, setting his equipment pack down. Nodding slightly at the other man, a smile stillplaying over his lips. "They call me Koth."

Koth shrugs his equipment pack higher onto his shoulder. A few cuts and marks still on his arms and chest, marking the battle he had just gotten done with. A small smile plays on his face, moving to slip through the door into the cantina, not a place known for its high standards, but one of the...

Koth eyes the man for a long moment, before giving a small shrug, a faint smirk appearing on his features. "Depends short stuff...you buying the next round at the cantina?"

Koth roars, a gash showing on his left upper arm. He manages to block most of the attacks though, not giving ground. One arm moves up, parrying the lightsaber, trying to knock it wide, his other hand slicing uphard, stabbing at the jedi's sde.

Koth tosses the useless gun aside, trying to press his advantage. Snapping his head down, he trys to smash his head hard into the softer humans face. His hands curl into fists even as he does, his blades extending once more, slicing both down hard, one at each thigh.

((Just wondering, i know jedi are fast and all, but how do you get shot at about three diferent times by a chaingun, and not get hit once?)) Koth roars, the kick hitting him solidly, though seeming to hardl effect him. He keeps firing the chaingun, now at close range, swinging it around to...