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Coven smiled widely, relaxing somewhat but still on guard. Working with Sith regardless of their intentions towards you was stressful, and often hazardous to your health. Still though, this sounded like it was shaping up to be a heist in the making! And of all the things Coven has done, stealing...

Coven glared mightily at the two Jedi, frantically looking around for several moments. The best acts were always tinged with true emotion, so he let himself feel fear at the possibility of his death at the hands of these two Jedi. He let it permeate his being for a few moments, helping him sell...

Coven smiled pleasantly, greatly amused by the general aura of aggression or defensiveness the two supposed Jedi gave off. "You should keep up with the news more, my dear. The Sith are back and better than ever." He first addressed the questions of the lovely lady, spreading his arms wide...

While the kneejerk reactions from the mechanic didn't exactly prove anything, they certainly gave Coven a good indication that she knew something about the Jedi. T'was almost providential Coven thought. "Peace my friends!" He spoke again, holding his hands up placatingly. "Truly, I mean neither...

"Coven." He really had to applaud the act, he had some pointers on what she could do better next time, he was a aficionado of theatre after all. But that was neither here nor there. 'You just don't want to admit being confused by this tiny girl!' a voice called, and a swift mental kick between...

Initially Coven wanted to write the girl off as perhaps a bit socially clueless, because really, who just accosts someone with questions on the street? Then he thought that perhaps she was just a history enthusiast like himself, perhaps knowing a bit too much about ancient weaponry. But asking...

'Oh honey, who do you think you're fooling?' a voice said, and for a long moment Coven thought it was another in a long line of strange mentally ill self-recriminations about his own worthiness or something like that. It didn't take long for him to realize that for once, his wacky mental...

It was encouraging in some ways that the Jedi were so willing to give him a chance. Encouraging for Coven at the very least, whatever the outcome of this conversation he really didn't think it would end up too well for them. Though perhaps a bit more token resistance to their good natured...

Coven continued his whistling, weaving between people absentmindedly. The voices were quiet, which was a nice change, if not a little disconcerting. It was a rare occasion that he didn't have something talking in his head at any one time. For now though, it was just him and his thoughts. He...

Coven waited patiently, somewhat conflicted. On the one hand, the moment Arctus started talking Coven knew he wasn't going to accept his offer and that made him feel rather... sad. On the other, he wouldn't wish the attentions of the Sith on anyone, and the simple fact that Arctus was willing to...

There were things of value on Cato Neimoida, this Coven was sure of. The centuries old Clone Wars gear that littered the valleys and crevices around the great bridge cities were certainly valuable, from a certain point of view. While most assuredly interesting, Coven wouldn't be here if it...

Coven had always subscribed to the idea that if someone didn't want their things stolen, they shouldn't leave it lying around for someone to take. He usually liked to remind himself of this whenever he stole things. It was a simple matter to achieve really, he walked into a mostly vacant hanger...

Well at least the rumors weren't entirely wrong. The Jedi were rather patronizing. It almost made him want to laugh out loud, the absurdity of that dream. The ghosts did laugh, raucously and at such a volume Coven wasn't sure they couldn't be heard outside his own head. A small stream of anger...

Coven waited patiently, smiling politely as Arctus processed his new information. He glanced around, making sure no one else was listening in. He was fallible after all, and despite his prodigious skill in remaining hidden or unnoticed, there was always a chance he would be spotted by some...

Two Jedi! Coven rebuked himself. Was the second merely hidden as Coven usually was, or was he mistakenly taken for being the same presence as Dalaa? Coven couldn't make this mistake again, his whole life had hinged on his knowledge of the situation, of his utilization of painstakingly acquired...

He was fun to watch, this smuggler. The gamut of emotions he could run through while still maintaining the overarching theme of being angry and annoyed was almost inspiring. He would have to learn how to suppress that, or utilize it depending on what he chose to do after this little encounter...

Watching the Jedi from the moment he stepped onto the planet was child's play for Coven. The alien didn't seem inclined to hide themselves, and this was one of the rare occasions Coven was doing the same. Watching was perhaps not the correct word, instead Coven was aware of him intuitively, with...

Coven gave a wide shark like smile. It was always a pleasure watching people jump with fright. The chorus tittered with satisfaction in the back of his mind, constantly pushing him to do more and more to unsettle the fledgling. Coven wasn't above scaring people, and truthfully he enjoyed the...

Dantooine was lovely, Coven thought. 'Burn it!' 'Take it!' The voices chorused disharmoniously. Coven was curious. He had spent quite a while travelling to these ancient sites of the Jedi. They were hard to find after the last centuries purges, but there were always remnants of the Lightside...

'What will be your life's contribution?' 'Rip it up!' 'Why so lazy?' Coven was not a stranger to death. It was simply a personal choice not to take part in it any more than he had too. The voices screamed louder than ever during the invasion of Malastare, badgering him to join in with his...