A new Beginning....(Shadow Knights)

Liero sat at his table, eying the looker. 'Jedi' he thought.. Trying to keep all emotion blocked out. He stared at his next target, drawing his Blaster Rifle Silently he stood up. He fired straight at the target's head, hitting him correctly. Liero was suddenly surrounded by gammoreans, they seemed, angry. Obviously he was rich, gammoreans don't come cheap. He threw a concussion grenade on the floor, it stunned the gammoreans instantly. He killed them with his Blaster Pistols easily. He went to leave the Cantina, he'd done his job.

Bishop looked in awe as the seemingly calm man, vicously attacked the fellow who had been simply minding his own business. What were his reasons for attacking? Whatever they were, he could easily need a man like that; the kind that shotts first and asks questions later.

He spang up from his seat, knocking the ornate glass of whiskey onto the floor, shattering into pieces. He ran down to the other corner of the bar, leaping over the dead carcasses of the men who had been terminated, just barely catching up to the Kel Dor as he left the room. He put his arm on the Kel Dor's Shoulder, Wait....Wait. I saw what you did to those guys in there, You took out a few gammoreans with out breaking a sweat; thats something that most people couldnt do. He said as he turned the Kel Dor around to face him. Now dont think that just because I've got a lightsaber that Im a Jedi, more of a Merc with a Lightsaber and I could need a man like you for my crew, would you be interested?

Liero looked up at the Force User, he saw his lightsaber, still thinking he was like a 'Jedi'. He began to think, would he want to be in a Pirate Crew? Sure, he could, but what would he get? He spoke calmly. What I did was natural; The hunter catching his prey. And killing it with ease. However, I am intrigued by your offer. I will be earning no credits from now on, so i'll need a source. I guess i'll join.

Bishop smiled at the thought that the man before him believed it was as easy as sayin 'no'. Okay, 1 question, do you have any weapons and/or ships and vehicles. he said as he began walking again with the man.

Liero continued, his feet connecting with the ground, the tapping it made. Liero looked at the Jedi, getting ready to speak. Hmmmm.. I carry three weapons, Two Blaster Pistols, and a Blaster Rifle. I've also bought a ship recently; The HarthBringer. A giant destructive thing that can smuggle goods easily, along with the Designator; A small shuttle, used for small negotiation operations. I suppose with more credits I can get more? Liero halted; There was a Dark Jedi out in front, fighting off something, Liero looked onwards at him.

"Good, no worries, I have plenty of ships and weapons. We will have enough." He said as he looked off at the dark Jedi standing before him fighting off sommething.

((OOC: Sorry for bodaciously shortness))

((ooc: Who is this Dark Jedi? I'm confuzzed. ))

((occ: It is your character, it says that he is a Dark Jedi/Bounty Hunter))

((ooc: Well, I wasnt planning on him revealing his Dark Jedi-ness to the other chars until later, but I guess I'll just go ahead....))

Urias was sitting at the bar, watching the Kel Dor, who had just stole his kill, converse with the pirate, when the hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He spun around, only to be grabbed by a Weequay thug. He recognized the thug's scar on his neck; Urias had given it to the Weequay a few weeks earlier when he had tried to defend his friend, who had a bounty on his head, which Urias had collected after dealing with the weequay who was now standing here, attacking him, obviously seeking revenge.

The wrinkly-faced alien had tremendous strength, And Urias could not struggle free of his grip relying on his own muscles. Instead, he pushed with the Force, and the Weequay was thrown across the room, landing on a table, shattering the drinks of a Gran and a short human. He pulled out one of his pistols, and aimed at the startled Weequay. He grinned under his helmet, and pulled the trigger, leaving a smoking hole dead in the center of the Weequay's forehead. He holstered the blaster, then started towards the door.


((ooc: Meh, not great, but....))

Liero walked onwards, lifting his hood cautiously. He edged towards the Dark Jedi. He felt, that this good be a Business oppotunity. Liero saw the man walk off in a direction, and walking away from the Crowd. Liero mixed in with the Crowd, stepping towards the Dark Jedi. Liero rolled, blocking the Dark Jedi's path. "I do not wish to inflict any harm. I just want to ask: Do you want to join a Pirate Crew" Liero Spoke, somewhat calmly.

Urias stood there, genuinely surprised that the man had approached him about joining a crew. He considered it. He already had a ship, but If he had other partners, it could make jobs a lot easier. There would be one thing to consider, though. Payment. "I might. As long as the pay is good...."

Liero stood up, his face a shadow. As he stared at the man, knowing his answer right off the mark.

Of course.. I rake in a thousand credits, per kill. I carry millions of credits. The pay will be good.

Graffion Maruhuey slipped through the buildings quickly, silently, and entirely unnoticed. He moved through alley's, through shadows. He himself became the shadows, slinking about without catching an eye, without making a sound. Graffion Maruhuey could have been invisible, and it would have made no difference.

His mission was to establish contact with an employer in a run down building on Nar-Shadaa. He didn't know the need for secrecy, but didn't question it either. He was heading to Nar-Shadaa anyways. He knew that in troubling times such as these, allies were more than worth their value in weight. He couldn't ally with the Republic, and Hutt's were too volatile. He planned on joining a pirate crew. This way, he had much needed allies, and he could have a more permanent base of business, and a steadier income. Not to mention that company wouldn't be detrimental to him.

Slipping between some rubble, he found the abandoned building. It was falling apart in its ignored state. He almost chuckled as he saw the man standing far in front of him, in the middle of the building. The man didn't notice his presence. Graffion Maruhuey snuck through the shadows. He came up behind the man, reached for both sides of his neck and put a firm grasp on him, whispering, "Your neck would be wrung by now, you should know."

"I was confident you wouldn't kill me." The man replied, sneering.

Graffion Maruhuey grunted his approval, released his grip, and stalked the man, a small knife resting comfortably in his wrist. "So...Who do you work for."

The man grinned, his hooded cloak shadowing the rest of his face. "A member of Upezza Keeza works for themselves..."

"Don't we all?" Graffion shot back, not letting on that he was almost shocked. Upezza Keeza? They didn't contact others. "What does a group of assassins want with me?" He asked, suddenly sliding another dagger out of his coat sleeve. Perhaps they wanted to rid of competition...Or perhaps Artemis...

"An exchange of information, is all." The person replied, grinning even more.

"What do you need?"

"We want to know...Everything there is to know of Graffion Maruhuey, rogue." The Upezza Keeza member replied.

Graffion went upright, "You want to know...Of me?"

"Particularly." The man replied, "Of course, if its a touchy subject, we'll just ask about something else?"

"There's not much to know of me." Graffion replied, flashing a smile, "I kill."

The man laughed, "What business does a rogue have here on Nar Shadaa?"

"You invited me." He replied.

"But why were you already headed there?" The man asked, another one of his seemingly customary grins.

Graffion's eyes turned to small slits as he studied the man, "Fine then. It is quite simple really, I came to join a good pirate group...know any?" He asked.

The man backed up, almost surprised, he went into a small contemplation. "You want something knew." he replied, "In fact, before coming here, I overheard two men conversing about a brand new group...The Shadow Knights. Seek a man named Bishop, or a jedi type named Liero. In a cantina very near our exact possition."

The man smirked, "Well, that's all I wanted really...An exchange of information..." He started walking away.

"Two things." Graffion Maruhuey murmured, "I can't have you living now that you know my intentions...And I'm pretty sure you want to kill me, there's no other reason that another rogue would take interest in me." He threw one of his daggers at the man. The cloaked form ducked and rolled away, coming back to his feet. Graffion stopped in his tracks however, as five more Upezza Keeza members were all around him.

"Do not be arrogant enough to think you know the intentions of Upezza Keeza." A woman's voice told him, calmly, softly, then again, she didn't have a multitude of blasters pointed at her. "We are the shadow, we are omnipotent, we are the waters that carve the future. Our existence is your bane, chaos is the air we breathe, and knowledge is the medium through which we travel. If death was our goal, you'd be dead. Now go, flea, and join whatever it is you wish to join."

Graffion Maruhuey was about to leave, about to take the offer, "My question?" He said, "An exchange implies that I get information as well..."

There was no answer, the people had already gone. He stood there for a few minutes, frustrated. How could he not have noticed them? Leaving, he allowed himself to travel in the open, though still with his cloak up. He asked for directions to the very nearest cantina, and set on his way to establish a meeting with this "Bishop" or "Liero".

Liero strolled through Nar Shadaa from the estate, in a peaceful mood. Well that's what it seemed; Liero loves peace and tranquility, but is much more angry than any man alive. He is consumed with anger, hate, cruelty, all due to his father. It seemed quite horrible to dump your own child in the hands of slavers, ecspecially the exchange.

Liero carried on down this path, heading towards the Cantina for a late night drink. As he did however he spotted a few Twi'lek further down. Liero wasn't a idiot, he knew they were searching for someone by the expression on their faces. Liero drew a poisoned viroblade, heading towards the fools. Liero looked somewhat angry as he said, "Ahem. Your on Liero's turf, get the hell off you bunch of assassins." They glared at Liero, all drawing their Blaster Rifles. Liero wasted no time, slashing the leaders hand off completely. Disarming him quickly. And then within a few slashes and jabs, they were completely disarmed.

Now inside the Cantina, Liero saw a Assassin. Liero walked over to him, having remembered being called too a meeting with him..

"The Shadow Knights." Graffion murmured as the man walked up to him. "I hear your a prestigous little club forming...And dangerous too. Saw what you did to those fools outside, very impressive." He offered Liero a drink as the man approached, "I've been searching and killing on my own for a very long time. Its about time for me to get a more permanent setting...And some reliable allies. I'm Graffion Maruhuey, assassin."

Liero sat down, he was.. Reminded of his life by the mans words. "Ah, yes. The fools outside were no match for me. I'm probable the best bounty hunter around" Liero spoke, drinking the drink. He kept his fingers on the edge of his blaster pistol. Just to be sure. "I know the feeling. Killing, hunting, hurting. A life of crime. So you want to join?" Liero asked inquisetivly.

Kaneda had been to Nar Shadaa on a mission before back when he was a Jedi Padawan. That mission was particularly interesting. His master had given Kaneda instructions to find their contact in tracking down a Dark Jedi, and Kaneda got the information he needed to find the man. The man was being held by a Hutt. So Kaneda 'investigated' the Hutt's estate, causing a good deal of destruction. Kaneda's master was rather upset at the fact that Kaneda had taken the instructions so literally and to such an extreme, but ultimately the mission ended in a success. The Dark Jedi came to them, intent on killed Kaneda's master and making Kaneda his Apprentice. Needless to say, that didn't happen.

And now he was back, having ditched Arley when they stopped to refuel in another system. Kaneda was so relieved to be rid of the ex-Mandalorian. The man was an idiot and a brute. A cunning brute, but still an idiot. Someone who sought to control Kaneda for his power. But no longer-Kaneda was his own man, dammit, and if he was going to follow someone else's orders, it was because he chose to do so.

And Kaneda follows orders very well. He knew that Nar Shadaa was a planet of crime and corruption, a perfect place for someone with a laser sword and mystical powers to get a job and do it well. Having wasted five years of his life with Arley, Kaneda wanted to do something of his own accord. And who doesn't want to be a smack-talking, ship-boarding, booty-plundering pirate? It was good to have a trade.

And the best place to find criminals was a dingy, low-end Cantina.

"When you meet up with someone like me, its for two reasons. Because I'll help ya, or because I'll kill you. Luckily for you, I want to help, but just like any friendship, it ain't going to be one-way. I need to know you got my back when I need it. I need to know your capable. I have a reputation to hold on to. Graffion Maruhuey is fully qualified for the job, you'll know by the trail of dead bodies...I have seen your ability, but can the rest of the Shadow Knights dance with Graffion Maruhuey?"