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Zeyt raised his lightsaber to a protective stance as he came face to face with the Falleen warrior. It seemed that was enough of a deterrent by itself because the warrior turned and ran for Mordeth instead. A slight smirk spread across the disguised Sith's face as his eyes tracked the entire...

A young boy yearns to be King. Use him. Take Dolla for the Sith. These were the instructions given to the small crew of Sith shipped off to the planet of Dolla. Zeyt, alongside two acolytes, was the leading this crew. A few troops and ships waited for their signal to swoop in as well. Their...

"Might as well feast and enjoy what might be our last moments, eh?" The Falleen said with the Nikto agreeing, all the while Jas moved his mouth mockingly to mimic the pair. The whole venue had become a bit tense and grew quieter as the fights went on. Especially after the brutal Wookiee pelting...

The course of three days since the meeting mostly consisted of Jas cleaning his armor and weapons, doing some workouts, and strategizing on a datapad. Rental rooms on the planet were not known for their luxury but they were easy to disappear into. No interruptions would come before competition...

Jas' left eye squinted slightly as he looked over the crumpled corpse. It quickly reverted to normal as the Hutt laughed and began to move along. His attention outwardly turned to the holo of the Falleen fighter with a slight turn of the shoulders to face it. Smoke billowed from the barrel of...

The hired gun stood silently, his eyes on the Hutt who spoke rather than on the Majordomo or to wander the room anymore. There were no real reactions coming from him through any of the reveals or points made, simply attentive watching and listening. Once the Hutt was done speaking its piece...

The crowd was rowdy again, they weren't going to be blown off so easily apparently. Jas watched as Kirby stepped out to handle the crowd, just his head turned as he kept his body facing the console and other pair inside. It was getting quite loud with the door open and the Jedi trying to handle...

Your services are requested in the Bright Jewel System, Sell-Sword. Began the simple message over the holonet as Zeyt checked the blinking indicator for a new alert. The majordomo of a Hutt Lorda had latched onto one of the tendrils the 'mercenary' had sent out looking for jobs. It continued on...

Few words were exchanged before the old man spoke up. The mob was starting to notice his presence and a few people were shifting closer out of curiosity. A little intimidation from the lady deciding to take charge and a few backed away once more. "Errr.Errr. Yes, Yes. Please come to my office...

Fresh fruit! Would anyone like fresh fruit while they wait? Bargain prices..." The murmuring had turned to bickering as victims began to direct each other, blame each other, and loudly voice their concerns. A few seemed to take the Rodian's offer for fresh fruit, tossing their hands up in...

Zeyt, or rather Jas in this form, was standing on the corner of a bustling market street on Coruscant. It was a fairly mid-tier level of the city-planet so a mix of all kinds were around. Other than the usual shops lining the walkway and other fairly permanent landmarks, there were a few street...