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Artacus smiled at the Fars comment about their little venture on Onderon, it had gone from mundane to life threatening in an instant, but It had kept the pair on their toes and combat ready so Artacus wasn't to displeased by the outcome. "Meh, I could lie to you and say yes, but you know I'm an...

The ride was bumpy to say the least, Artacus shifted in his seat as the Z Freighter flew through the atmosphere of Onderon. The giant trees of the near planet wide wilds began to come into focus as the ship slowly descended from space. His astromech had control of the ships piloting, not that...

Artacus panted behind his mask, the heat inside his armour was become to intense, his body hurt from the shockwave of the blaster bolts and he poured sweat. He smiled as the giant cat walked up to him on all fours. Reaching up he pulled off his helmet with a bit of difficulty grunting at the...

Artacus gritted his teeth as the heat in his armour started to disperse, that was going to cost to get repaired, Durasteel was not that expensive, but getting someone skilled enough to mould to existing armour cost a pretty penny. Lucky for him in that respite, Drax had come good. The Far had...

The wounded man and his friend had been joined by a third it seemed, that left two for Rax to deal with before he could join him. He wondered if the Fras had decided to use his blaster today or was he still going full animal on them. The scream erupting from the other side of the warehouse gave...

Artacus cracked a smile beneath his helmet, the Fras was always good in a fight and this would be no different. The small confines of the warehouse worked to the creatures advantage. Even though they were outnumbered Artacus was confident with Rax in his corner they would be just fine. The fact...

"Its the damn inner suit, it needs to be replaced, its supposed to keep you cool even in this heat. But the thing is half worn through. It was either that or not pay your food bill for the month and I thought you would prefer the later." He replied, his voice tainted by the voice box in the...

Artacus stood outside the small warehouse, a blaster rifle in one hand and his helmet in the other, Ord Mantel was hot and this contract was boring. This is what he liked to call 'Fancy Gun Hire' were really all he was there for was as an extra blaster, not to actually advance the safety or...