Open Tatooine Two Suns

[Bhaal]

Spoiler: OOC Note

Open to Indies and 5S that are interested in Black Sun and looking to join it.

Tatooine, regardless of whatever government was currently over the planet, was still the same old, same old. It was the planet's unchanging culture that still made it one of the best planets for the basic criminal to lay low. Rolobhaalorak was here to see if he could pick up a criminal or two. Black Sun and Crimson Dawn had been nothing but rumors in the shadow of the Hutts, Pykes, and newly founded Zann Consortium. It was finally time for at least Black Sun to take it's rise to power. Of course, Bhaal was not in it for just power. He had a little sister to take care of, but the Wookiee was going to mold this galaxy into a place where she won't have to grow up fearing that an Imperial dreadnought might destroy her home.

Bhaal was a complex fellow. Freedom was important to him, and sometimes the law hindered one from doing what needed to be done. At first, the Black Sun Syndicate treated the Wookiee like a pit beast, but after earning their respect (and maybe pity) they had treated him as their own. Under the Wookiee's rule, Bhaal wanted to see Black Sun turn into something more than just a criminal organization. Stealing from those who had little, and that included their own freedom, was not something Bhaal was going to allow. Stealing from those who had much, however, was always going to be on the table.

In the Mos Eisley Cantina, Bhaal was to meet a woman who shared those similar ideals. Hopefully, there would be more than just her. After the destruction of Kashyyyk, Bhaal's lawful ideals shifted as did most of his kind. If no one was willing to do what was right, Bhaal would find a way. Whether it be 'convincing' senators to speak up about the tyrannies of others to silence those that would speak out against those trying to make a difference. This galaxy was in for a rude awakening, and Rolobhaalorak was going to shake it up.

@Reylo4evr

 

[Nyxia Starfell]

Nyxia knew she stood out, even amongst the mix of aliens in the Mos Eisley Cantina. She walked in, keeping her head low, not wanting to attract too much attention. She had come here to meet a fellow member of the Black Sun. From his message, she knew he was a Wookie, and he seemed to reflect similar views to her.

She looked through the cantina, and quickly saw the tall Wookie. She walked through the crowd up to him, trying to ignore the looks people gave her. She should have worn a hood to cover her horns. She sat down next to the large Wookie. She could not speak their language, but she could understand enough to get the drift. She looked up at the Wookie, giving him a small smile. "I'm assuming you're Bhaal?" she said, not bothering to order a drink. Alcohol wasn't really her thing. They probably looked like an interesting pair; a Wookie and a Tiefling conversing friendly-like.

@Charles

 

[Bhaal]

Bhaal had not expected the contact to be tiefling, but it didn't bother the Wookiee. He, himself, was used to the stares other gave him. It didn't bother him much, but by the way Nyxia held herself and covered herself, it must have bothered her. So, Bhaal thought it be best to not mention her horns or tail or the fact she was a Tiefling and react, speak, and act normally around her. She was beautiful, however, so maybe he could tell her that instead.

<Huurh uughghhhgh raaaaaahhgh. Uughguughhhghghghhhgh uuh uughguughhhghghghhhgh. Huuguughghg uughguughhhghghghhhgh!> Hopefully, Nyxia could at least understand him. Or else this meeting was going to be a little awkward. Bhaal knew sign language, but most probably didn't know that either. The Wookiee laughed at the thought that at least the Sand People would be able to understand him.

@Reylo4evr

 

[Nyxia Starfell]

Nyxia smiled as the Wookie spoke. She understood him better than she had expected; she had had a run in with another wookie a long time ago and he had spoken so fast she couldn't understand a single word. "You as well," she said, turning her body so she faced him. Whenever she was talking to somebody, she listened completely, giving them her full attention. "Why did you want to meet me here? Are we recruiting new members?" she asked. From what she had heard of other members of the Black Sun, Bhaal was a passionate fighter who wanted a better galaxy and was willing to fight for it.

@Charles

 

[Bhaal]

<Uggguh raaaaaahhgh wrrhw. Huurh uughghhhgh aarrragghuuhw raaaaaahhgh raaaaaahhgh aarrragghuuhw uughguughhhghghghhhgh> Bhaal explained before taking a sip of his drink, wiping off the blue from his face so he didn't look like a three-year-old with a milk-stache. Bhaal already had an idea of how exactly they were going to become as feared as they once were.

First, it would start with a few bounties- both for good people and for not so good people. Then Bhaal wanted it to escalate into creating footholds within the senate, using politics to sway opinions to Black Sun's interest. The Zann Consortium was in the process of making a fleet, so Bhaal was going to be responsible for the army and foot soldiers to fight on the ground. All of this was going to take time, but with a little extra help, maybe it would move on a little faster.

@Reylo4evr

 

[Nyxia Starfell]

For Nyxia, the Black Sun had been almost like a second family, since the only real family she had left was her mother, and Nyxia worked her tail off to send enough credits back home to her. When Bhaal said they were going to bring Black Sun back to power, she was eager to help. "How can I help?" she replied. She was good at gathering information and connecting with people; perhaps she could use this to give the Black Sun a leg up in matters of the Senate or the Republic.

@Charles

 

[Bhaal]

Bhaal was grateful for Nyxia's eagerness to get a move on things. Black Sun needed more people with that kind of drive. However, they needed to be careful. While other Syndicates like the Zann Consortium and Pykes were showing up on tabloids and the holonews, Black Sun had been laying low for a while. For now, they'd have to focus on taking baby steps- slowly building up a respectable reputation that could rival the other Syndicates.

<Uughagauauaagaahhahnauhraug. Hghanhgharghur ugurruhruraghhuaahh ggahgahgahhaghag ahuahhhhuhgunhhhhurgwggruh. Auahhaauaguargrhurrur grrurruragaauaghgagggggahghhhaghuguahuu uaguhuhh hwuwhww g gu rhrhuaaga haauah.> Bhaal explained.

@Reylo4evr

 

[Nyxia Starfell]

Nyxia nodded. "I can gather information on their movements," she said. "I can also help spread the word of the bounties on their head. Only direct, loyal members of the Black Sun should be able to collect the bounty," she added. Since she felt awkward sitting at a bar and not getting anything to drink, she ordered a glass of carbonated water.

@Charles

 

[Darius Belari]

Of all the places Darius had been stationed for patrol duty throughout Consortium space, Tattooine certainly wasn’t the worst. It had certainly come a long way from the forgotten backwater that it once years prior, and even the planet’s trademark heat - oppressive as it might’ve been - wasn’t too different from Darius’ native Lok.

Since the peace treaty with the Syndicates, the desert world had seen a large influx of ISC Ranger attention - largely concentrated around its spaceports and largest cities. The planet was known hotbed of criminal activity, and with tensions still high between the Consortium and Syndicates, it was no surprise why Tattooine had come under additional scrutiny. Rather than the usual ISC specialist armor he wore, Darius had opted for more discreet attire as he patrolled the area with his partner - donning a blast vest underneath normal civilian attire. A blaster pistol and vibroblade were strapped to his belt, and the Ranger’s official badge was tucked inside the flap of his jacket. Naturally, he had no intention of drawing attention to himself as a Ranger.

After a few additional minutes of patrolling from the outside, Darius and Jasper rounded a corner and made their way into the Mos Eisley Cantina - sapphire eyes briefly drifting across the multitudes of individuals occupied the space. After a brief glance towards Jasper, Darius casually strolled ahead and made his way towards the bar - flagging down the bartender to order himself a drink.

For now, he opted to simply listen and observe the crowd - no one in particular immediately drawing the Lokkian's attention for more than a few brief seconds.

@Mr. Teatime

 

[Bull Dreadfist]

Bull had shown up to an odd call. His informit told him the Black Sun's presence in the area would be much heavier in the next 24 hours to a week. The pirate hunter was on a mission to end all who call themselves pirates and he also knew that the Black Sun were the syndicate that were now becoming heavily involved in piracy. In fact, thier main aspect had changed recently, making them the leading pirate group out of all 5 syndicates.

Bull left his ship with one thing on his mind, finding info out about the Black Sun, and ending them....

 

[Nyxia Starfell]

Nyxia turned to the rest of cantina as Bhaal left. She noticed a large creature with the face of a mean-looking dog. She averted her gaze, not wanting to get on his bad side. Already, she felt a little on edge. She knew no one here and she felt more self-conscious alone. She turned back around, her back facing the rest of the cantina. She kept her head bent over her drink, knowing she stood out with her light purple skin, tail, and horns. She wondered if she should just leave.

 

[Jasper Holliday]

This wasn't Jasper's first forray into the scorching desert heat of Tatootine's twin suns. It was just as much horrifically hot as the first time, and the several thereafter. The ISC Ranger was dressed in civvie stuff with a sneaky blast vest on to blend in, save for the pretty obvious blaster and misc other gear on his belt. Naturally the badge was concealed beneath his jacket. Honestly, not having a blaster would be weirder in this place.

But as much as he thought the sheer, unyielding heat that beat down upon his head and neck like a wookiee that'd just lost a game of scrabble when it ran out of Rs and Ys, Jasper had decided not to complain overmuch. "Fuck me. This isn't my first forray into this scorching-ass heat, but it's still just as horrifically hot as the last time." See? Perfectly normal level of complaint.

Once inside the cantina he immediately made the wise choice to order solidly meh beer, something cheaper than water in this sandy hellscape, and settled with Darius at a table. It was the kind of table that was always suspiciously wet in a diner, except on Tatooine that'd be like leaving gold flakes on the surface. He was listening to the surroundings, even if he certainly didn't seem like it.

The fun tricks a kid picks up on Llanic were just as useful in the Rangers.

@Altaris