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Post by Varuun Carro on May 17, 2008 15:35:11 GMT 1
Varuun Carro, second in command of the Fallen Jedi, and probably the most feared member of the group, apart from Drashk Raah himself, walks down the corridors of the headquaters in a smooth pace.
He doesn't stop untill he reaches the inn they've put together, and here he sits down at the bar. He orders a Corellian Whisky and takes a look around. alcohol is quite fine, but he does prefer the soup. All these people are supposed to be allies, but if one of them looks tasty, he doubts Drashk will kill him for feasting a little. He needs him too much...
Actually he was hoping Drashk would appear down here tonight. Things had been working out to their advantage so far, but they needed to discuss the next step...
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Post by Drashk Raah on Jun 19, 2008 15:06:06 GMT 1
The door to the in opens with a small whisper.
The light from keeps the figure in the dark but reviles only the silhouette. It is a tall, broad figure and with this little light the figure resembles the devil himself. The inn seems drain from all speech as the people in it sees the creature in the door, everyone knows him, everyone fears him, and with good reason, for he is their leader, and he has granted them many victories, and killed many, for he spare only few and you have to give him reason to spare you...
He is their leader: Drashk Raah
The demonic creature, walks down to the bar, as the door closes behind him the speech slowly return to the people and they return to what the were doing.
He sits himself next to Varuun, and his evil eyes stares upon him.
"What do you want" the Shistavanen growls
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Post by Varuun Carro on Jun 19, 2008 16:23:18 GMT 1
Varuun Carro doesn't even turn his head to look at the newcomer. Not even when the broad figure sits down and starts growling to him. He simply lifts his glass in a sort of "cheers" and nods.
"Greetings to you too.." He empties the whisky, and plants the empty glass in front of him.
"To my knowledge, I haven't summoned you..."
He gestures at the innkeeper. "Another one"
"So, what do I want?" His tentacles are just visible at his cheeks, wigling slightly.
"The question, really, is: What do you want? What do we do now?"
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Post by Drashk Raah on Jun 27, 2008 21:46:12 GMT 1
The dog like creature, growls from deep in his throat a deep and obviously warning growl.
Varuun might be the second in command, and might be irreplaceable, from Varuuns point of view. He is irreplaceable and Drashk knows that and he knows that Varuun knows..
"Don't start Varuun..."
He rests his claw full on the bar and gently presses his claw into the wood.
"Our next move, shall not be discussed in an inn..." As he rises from the stool he rips the claws across the table leaving deep cuts in the table top.
"Walk with me, Varuun"
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Post by Varuun Carro on Jun 27, 2008 22:13:49 GMT 1
Varuun Carro smiles smugly as the second drink appears in front of him. Even though Drashk is already standing, Varuun surely takes his time finishing this one. He leaves the glass at the table and gets up, while nodding to Drashk.
"After you, then..." His lips are still curled upward in that smug, satisfied smile, and he turns his back on the innkeeper - without bothering to pay.
He scratches his chin in a thoughtful manner, while watching Drashk walking towards the door. This should be interesting.
Varuun folds his hans at his back, and follows his leader out of the inn.
((OOC: Will be continued at The Corridors))
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