Hoth: Blood and Ice

[Captain Syrian]

“Well this has been a pointless but interesting venture. Best of luck to you, well not really, it’s an empty platitude. Just stop kriffing up our business,” he said as he walked back up the ramp.

[Nudimsu]

"Thank you for your time." His face showed no emotion, He nodded and began to step back, keeping his eyes on those around the area until he felt comfortable enough to turn his back.

At least they get to walk away from this.

[Captain Syrian]

Later on the pirate's shuttle

Syrian situated himself across from his guest and said, “They know quite a bit more than expected, and yet not enough. But if we are to move against the Immortal it will have to be quickly. Is your agent, in position?”

[Riyani Viro]

“Of course, the Immortal is about to find out what mortality really feels like,” she responded.

[Captain Syrian]

“Good the winds are changing, and this Zakuul Empire is about to upend the order of things, bending the knee to their authority will work for us in the long run,” Syrian responded.

[Riyani Viro]

"Speak of the daemon," she said pulling out her holo.

[Immortal]

The image of the Immortal appeared, and he said in his modulated voice, “Riyani… Syrian, it is done. The Immortal is no more.”

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He removed his helmet and said in his own voice, “Long live the Immortal.”

[Riyani Viro]

“Good, mop up the loyalists and report back to Junk Town, we have need of your brutality for the purges,” she responded.

The Immortal nodded and ended the call.

[Captain Syrian]

Syrian then glanced to the third member of the trio standing holding a handle as the shuttle jostled back and forth. He said, “Well we shall hold to our end, and what of you and yours?”

[Darth Bellious]

"Thank you for your time." His face showed no emotion, He nodded and began to step back, keeping his eyes on those around the area until he felt comfortable enough to turn his back.

At least they get to walk away from this.

Later on the Bitch

"Is there lemonade out of these lemons?" Moyr asked, having some answer in her mind, but using the Chiss as the sounding board.

[Valindex]

Syrian then glanced to the third member of the trio standing holding a handle as the shuttle jostled back and forth. He said, “Well we shall hold to our end, and what of you and yours?”

The man was tall and broad shoulder, a bear of a human, his body conditioned from decades of service and conflict for the Eternal Empire. He replied in a deep voice, “Zakuul will have tribute, fulfill that and you, savages, may continue your depredations. Stray from your oath and you will be eradicated. We advise press your offensive versus these remnants, but no harm is to come to Princess Vaylin, and when my ship arrives we will finish this.”

“Prove your usefulness to the Eternal Throne, or we shall find better stewards for Hoth.”