Recent content by Tak Solari

This seemed like an interesting fight as far as Tak was concerned. The Mirialan took his drink and turned to watch the fight about to break out. Betting on a fight did seem like fun so he casually slipped in a bet on the one without the obvious Cartel markings. Those criminal scum were the worst...

A desert planet at the edge of Republic Space was not exactly Tak's idea of paradise. Beyond that, it was not even a major city of the planet. The town was fairly small and was filled with scum that the Republic mostly ignored. Scum like Tak for example. The Mirialan was hanging out for a job...

It seemed the chaos was over as quickly as it had begun. Tak had flung himself all over this building to end up surrounding this foe. Now the guy would be passed out and not taking part of their haul. The Mirialan was happy to see that they didn't have to split the credits at all. One partner...

A slight pressure on the trigger must have been just enough to not quite fire yet as Tak pulled himself back. This warrior seemed to pause when he was hit and even spoke out in response. On many days he might have pulled the trigger anyways to kill this behemoth but it would look poor on him if...

Tak had only just reached the edge of the roof when he heard commotion below of the assailant deciding to enter the warehouse. It seemed the blocked door had been abandoned for an all out entrance. The Mirialan heard some blaster shots, likely from Wax, so he carefully dropped down to the door...

The slamming door was a bit annoying. Tak was a bit glad that they would not be doing another split. He instead decided this was a great chance to practice some of his urban climbing skills. Plenty of boxes, crates, and bags were piled all over this warehouse. This would be simple enough for the...

Tak looked over at the door and heard the man speak out. That meant only one thing to the experienced mercenary. This other man was alone. He was bound to fight but would take payment to escape it. That would make the escape easier. Whoever was on the other side of the door would be better...

More company was not what Tak wanted for this mission. He wanted a simple mission to get some credits and move ahead. Now that they were inside it would be tougher to surprise guards who would be outside perhaps coming in to investigate after the carnage they saw. This would not stop Tak from...

The trip over was thankfully rather uneventful. Nerfs smelled up the ship but otherwise it was simple. Wax explained the plan and showed what was on the datapad to Tak. The plan was neat and hopefully would go as well as it looked. The copilot seat would now be covered in fur and smell of Nerf...

Tak had signed up for this job thinking it would be a nice milk run. Play a little dress up, move a little material, maybe threaten someone, and go home richer. The Mirialan wore his armor as usual except for the helmet and wore a scraggy jacket over the top to make himself blend in better. His...

Tak listened in to the droid speaking of the group he wanted to create. It was an interesting idea to cash in on the wars; an idea he was already planning to do himself. So far it did seem a bit touchy feely for a group of mercenaries, but it could work. The Mirialan would stay. His jaw clenched...

A lone mercenary could do well for himself in a galaxy at war. A group of mercenaries could do even better. Tak was not one to pick sides or die defending some pointless land. Credits would need to buy his temporary loyalty if someone wanted him to risk death. The Mirialan answered the call as...

Tak had no desire to go full time for the Cartel or one of its gangs, but even he had to admit that hanging out on Nar Shaddaa was one of the best places to find mercenary or freelance work. The Mirialan Mercenary entered one of the more popular dives that was known for providing work. His eyes...