Star Wars: The Silent Trinity

DralonXitz

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The Galaxy is at war with itself. On one side is the mighty Galactic Empire, ruthless and never ending in it’s might, lead by the dark and mysterious Emporer. On the other side is the fair Rebel Alliance, a group of organized soldiers united against the tyranny of the Empire and devoted to restoring the galaxy to it’s former, democratic self.

Far away from the never ending trammel and hustle of Coruscant, the galactic hub of government, trade, and glamour, is the quiet planet of Clak’Dor VII. Known primarily as a stop on the Rimma Trade Route, it is a place where the Empire takes little interest. But the dense farmlands and hills hide a darker power than is revealed, a secret organization of Bounty Hunter’s known as the Silent Trinity. Their origin, like almost all aspects of their members, is completely unknown. The one thing that is agreed upon though by those who know of them is that they are among the most ruthless, and invisible killers available for hire.

Formed by a small group of Mandalorian Soldier’s after the Mandalorian Wars over 4,000 years ago, they have sworn themselves to protecting the sacred traditions passed down by their ancestors, Strength, Honor, and most importantly, Loyalty to the Clan. They take on Bounties in the hope that one day, with enough amassed Arms and ships, they will be able to reestablish the ancient state of Mandalore once more on Clak’dor VII.

After 4,000 of murder and secrecy, they are finally nearing their goal. Just one Bounty stands in their way, just one Murder. Assigned to their top Hunter, a mysterious force has hired him to execute the fair Mon Mothma, and deal a critical wound to the Rebel Alliance forever…
 

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DralonXitz

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It is a cold morning in the Gambling Outpost, Clak’Dor VII. People are walking in and out occasionally, mostly just smugglers who are eager for a quick shot of Tatooine Sunrise, or to risk a few dozen credits at Sabaac. Kluurz is sitting silently at a sabaac table, slowly twirling the few credit chips left in his pool. His two opponents, Curly Gou, a particularly ruthless gambler, and Kento, known throughout the outpost as the town drunk, have been on a particularly lucky streak so far.

Curly slowly looks up from his hand and asks, “Well son, got anything this hand? Or do I just have to empty what credits you have left in the account?”
 
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Festy_Dog

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Kluurz scratches his chin in thought.

"We'll see," he says, "But gambling was never my expertise anyway."

He lays out his hand, and waits to see how it measures up against Curly's.
 

Thanee

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Alyssa Kerrigan

At one side sits a raven-haired woman in casual clothes, green cargo pants and white tank top, back to the wall and watching the patrons, while taking a sip of her drink. At her feet lies a large black traveling bag.
 

DralonXitz

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Curly looks down at his opponent's hand, softly rubbing his temples as he thinks. Then with a thunderous uproar, he throws his credit chips at Kluurz, the blood pumping through his face.

"Think your pretty slick dont you, you alien scum! Think you'll take my credits! See how slick you are now!", as he grips his blaster pistol and holds it to Kluurz's forehead.
 

wizardneedsfood

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Derrich Telein had just stepped into cantina, hoping for a little rest before taking on his next job. No one seemed to notice the short but strong looking young man in the grey cargo pants and black long sleeve pullover, and it took him a few moments to realize why.

Seeing a blaster pressed against a Tradoshin's forehead, Derrich mutters under his breath, 'Why do I always pick the wrong places to go,' as he shifts his pack more to his back to protect his property and his right hand drops to the hilt of his blaster pistol.
 

Thanee

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Alyssa Kerrigan

Watching the trouble starting at one of the gambling tables, the woman instinctively moves her hand towards the blaster, she has holstered on a belt around her hips, setting the weapon to stun.
 

DralonXitz

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With the gun still pressed to the Trandoshan's forehead, Curly takes a half second to look around, hoping his weapon intimidates the masses in the casino.

"This ain't none of yall's business, so just stay the #$%@ away from me! Anyone comes any closer, and the Lizard dies. And when Im done with him, youll be next..."
 

wizardneedsfood

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Derrich unconciously shivered at the term 'Lizard'. Humanist racism was one thing he certainly could not stand. Being careful to not technically move forward, Derrich raised his voice to make sure he'd be heard, "What has this man done?"
 

Festy_Dog

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[ooc:Sorry about the wait, this was exam week and I was pretty tied up with study. :)]

"Chance favoured me with a few good cards, that's what I've done," Kluurz replies slowly, "If you want your money back Curly feel free, I play for the game, any profit is just a rare side benefit. We don't want things to get messy."

Kluurz adjusts his collar, but makes no move towards the blaster he has holstered on each hip.
 

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