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There. All Beskar has been removed, and only trace of beskar are crushgaunts which I need to know is passable. On a side note, the other trace of beskar is the cheap beskar alloy.

Alright.

Hey...i'm back. I noticed a bit of changes to the server, and could use some read over on my RPC to see if everything clicks into place nicely. Approvals, disapproval. Whichever.

Hm. Looks like I have a new target to hunt. Sounds like fun game.

The lights in one of the many cargo bay's of the station fluttered and died engulfing the room in black. In here, it seemed the sound of steps, movements, breathing felt more instense. It was here, Sarsezic rested himself, waiting for the steps of the small patrol of unruly pirates to near his...

I'll gladly accept your invitation. Sarsezic is on his way.

This is a nice character. I would like to see how she is in RP.

Please give me the heads up if you are going to completely stop an RP.

Did you guys quit RPing in the Pit? If you did, then give me the heads up next time. Or else i'm kind of just wasting away there.

Sarsezic flew his speeder into the air traffic, maneuvering past the hectic flyers. He had his sights set for the hunt, his plan finally constructing itself from within his mind. Gripping the throttle of the speeder, he sped up further, snaking through the others, before branching off from the...

Sarsezic looked back into the smokey interior of the docking bay. From through the smoke his HUD had marked a maintenance crew of droids in the area to clean and salvage what they could of the wreckage. Sarsezic looked forward once more. Inhaling the filtered air through the coils of his...

Sarsezic kicked in the new vent, as he jumped down into the smoke filled, and quite destroyed docking bay. Looking around through the smoke, he rested his eyes on the partially open hangar doors. He lowered his focus to the destroyed turret debris below. Walking towards it, he looked it over...

Sarsezic started towards the rather long wall of the slowly closing doors of the docking tiers. Grabbing ahold of a jutted pipeline, he hung from the ledge, his foot along a nook in the wall, watching as each door closed slowly. Meanwhile, his HUD kept track of the scenario unfolding around...

Sarsezic stepped quickly through the crowd. Reaching behind him once more, he withdrew another scout drone. Like the last, he let the small pin-sized red eye scan his HUD as he continued to walk. He followed the buzzing of his already deployed drone. Watching each and every movement that the...

Sarsezic chuckled lowly to himself. Placing his hand along his wrist launcher, he looked up at a few of the low raised building levels of the undercity. The entire place was a tier upon tier machine jungle afterall. And the undercity was just that slimehole, perfect for a hunt. A small...

"Sorry to be so rough, but we've got an admirer," she said. How the hell was I able to sense him? I've never been able to do that so precise before... She thought to herself. Sarsezic narrowed his eyes in rather interest, his HUD scanning the two for specific records, ID, bounties...afterall...

Sarsezic stepped heavily through the streets. A six foot tall man cladded with Old Mandalorian Crusader gear was sure to stand out pretty damn well. Little interest marked his hidden expression as his presence made some avoid stepping out infront of the man. His armor tan and brown, a...

Alright, sent him a message, so for now when I RP him, I won't mention the beskar.

Thanks. I had this character on my mind for a while, wanted to type him out.

Sarsezic Thule "Out gunned. Out manned. Surrender? No, that won't stop him. He'll kill'em all." "With what?" "His fists. Probably." Armored COMPOSITION AND APPEARANCE: Sarsezic Thule stands before you a tanned six foot man. He bares a scar that travels down the left side of his face...