Loth-kitten.
It was a term of endearment that had come to cause Karys ripples of thrilled pleasure whenever Azar uttered it. It was his pet name, he knew that and he embraced it. There was an issue however, Karys had never actually seen a Loth-cat. That is why he had come to Lothal. Not hunting for some grand adventure or hidden artifact, but to find one of the young of this damnable feline species.
Karys wore his usual outfit when roaming the open Galaxy. The dark green flight jacket overtop his light combat armor, with a pair of black pants. He wore bits of armor he’d kept from Zygerria. Namely a shoulder pauldron, bracers, and a pair of rugged leather boots. On his belt, Karys had his blaster pistol, a few reloads, his lightsaber hilt was tuck onto the back of his belt and hidden by his jacket, the flask that contained Azar’s potion, and his EZphone. He had slid pink colored contacts to mask his now permanent yellow Sith eyes.
To the majority of the Galaxy, he’d just appear to be some Zeltron-hybrid.
Karys made his way from the spaceport in Lothal’s capital city to the library. However, Karys couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the clever name of the city, Lothal-City. Clearly, the individuals who named this place were some of the brightest minds in the Galaxy. He didn’t expect much from this place nor its centers of knowledge.
Except maybe just enough to find where these Loth-cats dwell.
It was a term of endearment that had come to cause Karys ripples of thrilled pleasure whenever Azar uttered it. It was his pet name, he knew that and he embraced it. There was an issue however, Karys had never actually seen a Loth-cat. That is why he had come to Lothal. Not hunting for some grand adventure or hidden artifact, but to find one of the young of this damnable feline species.
Karys wore his usual outfit when roaming the open Galaxy. The dark green flight jacket overtop his light combat armor, with a pair of black pants. He wore bits of armor he’d kept from Zygerria. Namely a shoulder pauldron, bracers, and a pair of rugged leather boots. On his belt, Karys had his blaster pistol, a few reloads, his lightsaber hilt was tuck onto the back of his belt and hidden by his jacket, the flask that contained Azar’s potion, and his EZphone. He had slid pink colored contacts to mask his now permanent yellow Sith eyes.
To the majority of the Galaxy, he’d just appear to be some Zeltron-hybrid.
Karys made his way from the spaceport in Lothal’s capital city to the library. However, Karys couldn’t help but roll his eyes at the clever name of the city, Lothal-City. Clearly, the individuals who named this place were some of the brightest minds in the Galaxy. He didn’t expect much from this place nor its centers of knowledge.
Except maybe just enough to find where these Loth-cats dwell.
@GABA