Koth

[Koth]

Character Name: Koth Dov'Tu
Character Source: SWU - Pending
Character Faction/Alignment: Independent - Moral compass points to -3

Type of Roleplay: Skirmish/Dialogues
Roleplay Requirements: The Mentor can chose how many characters respond with.
Reason for Request: I have never Been a good RPer or writer. Wanted to improve myself here before I get started on this site.
Notes: If you want to read his bio here it is - swrponline2.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=frinpen&action=display&thread=14311. Basically this is going to be a dialog that leads up to a bar fight. I will leave it open for the mentor ro pick out some things so it is more unexpected for me and brings out the best in my writing,

Roleplay:
Koth stepped around a corner and saw a human stumble out the bar and land face first on the side walk. Koth walked over and kicked the drunken man out of his way. PAD, the droid that acted like Koth's bodyguard, sighed. He lifted the man up and set him back down so he was sitting up right and out of the way. He them fallowed Koth into the bar.

Koth looked around the bar. There was several different species scattered about the bar. A Besalisk was the bartender. Most of the tables where full. There was one Dejarik Table open. Koth sat down at it and began to set up a game. "PAD, get me a Gizer ale and then we will play a game while we wait."

"Yes sir," PAD said before walking over to the Belsalisk. Koth looked around and noted that most of the people here had pistols at their waists. He smiled and patted his. Pad brought back his ale and they began a game. They were deep into their game before their contact arrived.

[Jazen]

{Sorry I took so long to get here; busy week before school. Anyway, I'll be using Shine in the background for a bit, one of my characters. swrponline2.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=frinaccept&action=display&thread=6655 In the meantime, I'll double as your contact till the fight starts out.

Alright; its not a bad bit of writing, you got good grammar and your spelling is spot on(mostly). My advice to becoming better? Try to spice it up a little, take a risk here or there and see how it turns out. IE: "As Koth stepped around the corner, he noticed a drunken man stumbling out of the closest bar before he landed face first on the sidewalk." Now, don't think you have to do something like that right away, ease into it as we work here. My rule; never expect quantity to replace quality. So long as your post covers all the necessary areas, like replying to things that were said and moving the story along, then its good.

Alright, here's your first reply. And away we gooooooooooooooo!}

The lights, the sounds, the music, the clientele, the smells.......a familiar setting for the man known as Shine. Gold colored eyes panned across the lively cantina, watching the patrons mingle amongst one another, chatting, dancing, playing cards or simply drinking the night away. Any decent and law abiding citizen would see this kind of place, filled with in some places the most vile beings you've ever seen, and keep on walking.

Well, not all of them were vile and nasty beings of the unlawful. Shine himself, while he did make the runs for people of the unsanitary kind, also made runs for those of a more upstanding social class and better ethics. Both had their pros and cons; the illegal runs for the filth often paid more but were a lot more dangerous. Life costing dangerous...or worse. On the other side, the runs for the upstanding were often a lot safer...but they didn't pay as well most the time. Of course, these pros and cons could actually switch...which is why Shine tended to go both ways on the moral spectrum.

But as of late, the darker jobs were beginning to play on his mind. On the moral side of him he thought he'd managed to silence for the sake of the job. It wasn't bad yet, he could still make those kind of runs. But the limits of what he would allow were beginning to change...and he did have his own set of ethics that he adhered by.

As his eyes panned across the room, he also turned them towards the door, watching for any potential trouble before it found its way inside. Or maybe potential company, heck, he wouldn't mind someone to drink with of the opposite gender. Alas, the former seemed to be the next form of being through the door....but at least they drew a second glance. You saw many kinds of people walk through that door....but a man and droid like that? Not very often.

His curiosity slightly peeked, Shine leaned forward in his seat to watch the pair carefully....

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On the other side of the room, another being was watching the pair as well. Tall, muscular, the silent Nikto slowly rose from his seat in the dark corner of the place and strode towards their table with purpose. Without a word, he settled into the seat across from Koth, dropping his hands onto the table with a little force to indicate his presence and draw the man's attention to him.

Clearing his throat, the Nikto trained his eyes on Koth, then his droid for a moment, then back to Koth. Sneering slightly, the man began to speak in simple Huttese...hopefully this greenhorn was able to understand at least that much. Or his droid could translate.

["You are Koth Dov'Tu, yes? If you are not, leave now, if you are, then we have business we must discuss. Know that if you lie to me chuppa, my "friends" will have your skin and your droid's chassis for a wall ornament. Do we have an understanding?"]