Hakon Tenau
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Location: Sambla Captial
Time: Mid-day
Participants: @Darasuum as @Hakon Tenau , @Faded Truth as @Alexandra Marris , @Swamp Witch
Theme: No Sugar In My Coffee <> Caught A Ghost
Another day for diplomacy, at least that was how it was planned to go. All the same Hakon had come wearing his personal set of armor. He looked at the reflection of his naturally hazel eyes in the black visor of his helmet before donning it as they discended through the atmosphere. They were due to meet with the tribal leaders at a towns local gardens. It was neutral and a way for the local Vulks to show the beauty of their planet. He had heard mixed things about the locals and wondered which things were true. He looked over at the protocol droid wondering if they would need it or if the locals spoke enough basic. It was customary to speak the local language out of respect so he surmised there would be much translating going on. Hopefully there would not be any lost inflection.
They were on approach and would be landing shortly, but moments if his estimates were correct. He could just feel it in the way the pilot flew. It was not the emotion or any sort of sense of the future. It was his experience with craft. The deceleration, the turns and gees he felt like when someone innately felt they were getting close to their destination. All that in mind he checked on the crates that lay stacked to the binary loader droids on board. The droids were an attempt to show that they had technological prowess, beings that would do the empire's bidding without question. The same could be said for their organic counter parts.
What resided within the crates was different than that though. There was one, that held a IPR pulse rifle. Another had a vibro-sword, crafted from a master weapons smith wrapped in silks from a seperate planet. Another case held preserved food stuffs, delicacies from across the galaxy. A portion contained drink and libations that Hakon hopped would be opened during the meeting. There were fabrics and designs as well but the mandalorian sith had said to not bring specific clothes if possible. They did not know the sizes of the people they were meeting after all and he definitely did not know the anatomy of the locals all that well.