Darth Evandrus
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Sometimes Evandrus swore that the Galaxy hated him.
Sometimes, when things should be really simple, things were suddenly a barrel of kark. He had known for awhile now that he wanted a team of designers from Corellia for his company and he had arranged a meeting in advance.
And, naturally, the Galaxy decided that he didn't get what he wanted.
Upon landing, he and Xornoth had been informed that the team of designers he had wanted had been kidnapped by a local gang and were being held to ransom. Now, while he could afford to pay the ransom? He wasn't going to.
Instead, Evandrus was annoyed enough about the whole thing that he was more than happy to just use violence. Hence why they were approaching an 'abandoned' warehouse in the slums of Corellia in their armour.
"Xornoth... remind me again why I don't just kidnap people we need?" he asked with a put upon sigh before shaking his head, "Forget it... only two guards out front. This is going to be easy."
@Xorism