The light blue and streaming white lights of Hyperspace disappeared through the view port as the tell-tale thud of the Hyperdrive engine shutting down could be heard throughout the Upsilion Command Shuttle. Ahead of the single shuttle, sat the planet of Lorta, its giant blue oceans and green landmasses glinted in the sun as the ship began making its way towards the surface.
Stepping out of the cockpit and back into the shuttle’s interior Wodan checked his belt once more, the heavy hilt of his lightsaber hung to one side. He still felt weird without his spear, but needs must and if he was going to fit in as he should, he needed to wield the classic weapon of the Sith more often. There was a strong chance that violence would be awaiting both him and his newly acquired Zabrak Apprentice upon the surface.
The Lortan giant muscular creatures were known for their fanaticism and their desire to push outwards to surrounding systems. In the past the Republic both new and in its previous forms had stopped such aggressive attitudes. But today Wodan wanted to tap into their aggression and let it unfold throughout the surrounding systems, for the right price of course.
“Are you ready for a scrap?” He asked the horned Acolyte. “I doubt we will be leaving this world without at least a bloody nose.”
@Apollyon