Location: Nar Shaddaa, Vaxian's Palace
Arial opened the small mirror in her purse and looked over her 'disguise' for tonight. It wasn't a very cheap look to put off, but thankfully her armory of clothes had paid off once again. If nothing else, she was happy with how her hair came out, clearly...
Location: Hyperspace on board the Hurricane
Arial was hard at work in the cargo hold, practicing her maneuvers with the one good vibroblade she managed to buy off world. Her skills had gotten so damn sloppy due to her years in exile, she could literally feel that she was lacking in her...
Arial had been to Nar Shaddaa before, back when it wasn't owned by Mandalorains and when being a member of the Sith Empire meant something. But that time was long since past. Now, it was just another planet to remind her that her Empire was slowly being dismantled; though it had stopped being...
She had lost track of the days a long time ago, but it had to have been close to a year since it happened. Arial Calvin, former Sith Operative of the Sith Empire had been marooned on Mataou for close to a year from what she could recall, after narrowly surviving an attack by Mandalorians. She...
Locarion: Rhen Var, The Ice Breaker Cantina
Arial had been to this place before. It had been several years since she had graduated from her classes at the academy here, but she spent several long days within this establishment. She got the usually package, small private room in the back, fully...
Location: Dromund Kaas Military Starport.
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Arial sat by herself at the moment, sipping on a coffee that was as dark as her current uniform. She had been waiting for her next assignment, as her last post had finally ended, and to everyone's surprise the moral of the...