Doz Noth
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- Joined
- Jan 2, 2019
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Gamorr, Outer Rim
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It was beyond ridiculous to Doz Noth in this day and age that slavery was still an issue. How long ago had it been outlawed? She hadn’t the faintest notion but at least the Empire cared enough to keep fighting until these slavers got the picture it was time for a major career change. She knew things were not like that in the Republica where Xenos such as herself were often exploited and Imperials turned a blind eye to the trafficking of sentient flesh. Core world mentality was beyond her.
The Hutt were getting completely out of hand and it was good to know the Emperor was going to do something about. Doz was but part of one squad that was being sent to Gamorr, the intelligence corps having already provided her with the coordinates of a slaver base that was fairly well established. She and her teammates were charged to attack this compound and to slay the Hutt traffickers. Having ridden en mass to the staging point upon the planet’s surface, she and the squad would over run the compound killing every last one.
Attired in her Armour, a DH-7 pistol at her side and four frag grenades upon her belt, Doz handed off the data pad containing the schematics for the facility to her partner. ”Commit that to memory. If we can keep the slavers distracted by a frontal attack, then someone can focus on releasing the prisoners. I wouldn’t put it past these Hutt to just kill everyone rather than risk their slaves going free.” It was an awful truth but Doz was not much one for sugar coating things. Doz took her light saber into her hand but refrained from igniting it just yet. Looking around at her teammates she asked, ”And comments, questions, or concerns?”
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