MURDER OF CROWS
A term for a group of 'Crows' often used to describe Crix Dolan's kin.
Dismas was set to leave for the Discovery Exploration Corps on Corellia and there board the DECS Pathfinder for an exploration mission into uncharted space on the far side of the galaxy. His mother had told him he could take the Rache-2, but Dismas had refused, preferring to take the starliner that departed the next morning. That gave him one more night at the Belching Frog Saloon.
Unfortunately, of the three individuals he counted as family, only one seemed to be around. His mother, Kara, was off chasing a guild bounty so she could maintain her high standing with the Bounty Hunter's Guild. His uncle, Preef, was off with the Supreme Mogul of the Hutt Cartel. Something about Trandosha, or Shaddaa, or Kessel, or wherever the two kingpins of the five syndicates had decided to lord their control over. Honestly, having grown up with criminals of their calibre, Dismas often felt the pressure of becoming worthy to follow in their footsteps.
Instead he had found his niche and passion in astronavigation. Not blasterfights, not mercenary work, but he was excited about being a mere salary-worker onboard a corporate exploration vessel. Dismas Dolan instead of Zaa Fenn.
The saloon played a track by the Furry Fantastics as Dismas sipped from his glass filled with Chandrilan Rum. Without Kara and Preef, most of their gang was also off, either accompanying them or collecting the Chakaph all across Tatooine for the cartel. That meant that -on his last day on Tatooine- Dismas sat by himself in a only sparsely crowded saloon.
@Zay
A term for a group of 'Crows' often used to describe Crix Dolan's kin.
Dismas was set to leave for the Discovery Exploration Corps on Corellia and there board the DECS Pathfinder for an exploration mission into uncharted space on the far side of the galaxy. His mother had told him he could take the Rache-2, but Dismas had refused, preferring to take the starliner that departed the next morning. That gave him one more night at the Belching Frog Saloon.
Unfortunately, of the three individuals he counted as family, only one seemed to be around. His mother, Kara, was off chasing a guild bounty so she could maintain her high standing with the Bounty Hunter's Guild. His uncle, Preef, was off with the Supreme Mogul of the Hutt Cartel. Something about Trandosha, or Shaddaa, or Kessel, or wherever the two kingpins of the five syndicates had decided to lord their control over. Honestly, having grown up with criminals of their calibre, Dismas often felt the pressure of becoming worthy to follow in their footsteps.
Instead he had found his niche and passion in astronavigation. Not blasterfights, not mercenary work, but he was excited about being a mere salary-worker onboard a corporate exploration vessel. Dismas Dolan instead of Zaa Fenn.
The saloon played a track by the Furry Fantastics as Dismas sipped from his glass filled with Chandrilan Rum. Without Kara and Preef, most of their gang was also off, either accompanying them or collecting the Chakaph all across Tatooine for the cartel. That meant that -on his last day on Tatooine- Dismas sat by himself in a only sparsely crowded saloon.
@Zay