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  1. Cayzr guided his ship down onto a trashed landing pad and quickly deactivated the engines. From what he could see of the junk planet from his cockpit window, this was not going to be pleasent. The Rodian, Koobis, had somewhat recovered from the brutal injuries suffered at the Dashade's hands but was still rather sore, Kolto only did so much after all. Desending down the ramp from his ship Cayzr caught a whiff of the pungent air and coughed slightly continuing his way down the Trash heap Koobis in tow. Carefully avoiding any toxic pools of fuel Cayzr slowly proceeded Towards the largest Junk structure he could see, hoping to get a better layout of the planet. As he climbed, he thought of some way to find the man he had been sent to find and concluded that he needed to find some form of life on this rock. The local scavengers would be the best bet as he doubted anyone else would be close at hand who knew who he was looking for. As he reached the summit of the mountain of junk he drew himself up and scanned the area. It was completely desolate. A few bubbling pools of radioactive fuel huge mountains of desh and durasteel as far as the eye could see. How am I supposed to find anyone here its completley deserted. Cayr thought. "Koobis" he barked at the small Rodian. Koobis jumped at the sudden break in silence. "Yes?" He asked tentatively. "How would you go about finding someone here?" Koobis thought for a moment. "Well the best bet would be to find the local scavengers but i have no idea where they would be." He answered wringing his hands nervously. Cayzr snorted and motioned for him to follow as they descended from the mountain of metal hoping to find some clue of the person they sought.
  2. After receiving the message from Blackwraith Cayzr boarded the exchange ship. Heading to the holding cells he pondered Blackwraith's message. He was obviously headed to Raxus Prime, the largest junk yard in the galaxy and a scavenger's paradise. Getting into orbit would be no small feat however as It was littered with half destroyed starships and other debris. Seek out a man who is a Ranger and a Prince. He had no idea what to make of that. Cayzr shrugged his massive shoulders as he arrived at the holding cell to see that Koobis was awake sitting curled in the corner of his cell. He scrambled to his feet as Cayzr released the force field on his cell. "What do you want? Here to beat on me some more?" He spat venomously. "No I find that I no longer need you Koobis. But I am still debating on whether or not to just kill you or let you go." Came the Dashade's guttural voice from beneath his cowl. Koobis paled slightly as he heard this and Cayzr continued. "Tell me what do you know of Raxus Prime?" Koobis hesitated before answering, "It's a dangerous planet covered in wreckage and debris and lakes of radioactive waste and toxic fumes. The Leftover fuel will eat through flesh bone, why do you ask?" "Because that's where we are headed," Cayzr stated simply. "We?" Koobis asked dreading the answer. "Yes, we," Cayzr said grinning slightly. "You will prove useful or you will die, either way is acceptable to me I don't need you Koobis, you should be greatful that I am sparing your pathetic life. But make no mistake. One false move, one attempt at escape and I will end you." The Dashade said darkly lowering his face to the terrified Rodian. Koobis nodded so fast that Cayzr thought that his head was going to pop off. "Good now go get yourself patched up in the medbay. Koobis scurried from his cell grateful for his life and Cayzr made his way slowly to the cockpit. Firing up the engines he lifted off Gallinore and shot into space. Inputting the coordinates for Raxus Prime the stars around the ship became long streaks of white light as the Ship jumped to hyperspace.
  3. Cayzr looked in mild interest at the slowly rotating hologram before him. The image it depicted was that of a balding human male who was quite well built despite his age. The Mandolorian in front of him quickly stowed the holoviewer in her cowl and left Cayzr to his thoughts. He could kill this man and prove his worth to this Mandolorian but why should he? He owed her nothing and he already had other business to attend to. Curiosity getting the best of the massive Dashade he decided to check it out. Returning to the ship he dumped Koobis into a holding cell and activated the energy shield locking it. Exiting the ship Cayzr made his way to the Gem district. Even in the gathering dusk the Gem district was a bustling hub of activity. Lights from nearby club cast multifaceted shadows in all directions as as the patrons of the district moved about their buissness. A few whores beckoned to him as he passed promising pleasures in exchange for a few credits but he ignored them, set on his task. As he arrived at the nightclub called Tenar’deskal, the first thing he noticed was that it was easily the most popular club in the entire district if the crowd was any indication. A sign on the door read, Security wanted, so he shrugged and pushed towards the bouncer, a large Male Trandoshan. Cayzr was stopped by a scaly, clawed hand on his chest as he attempted to enter the club. "Get in line like eveyone else large one," The bouncer hissed his yellow eyes focusing on Cayzrs features. "I'm here about the job, now back up before i make a belt out of you lizard." Cayzr snapped, causing the Trandoshans eyes to widen. The bouncer was large but Cayzr was easily a foot taller. The Trandoshan got on his communicator and quickly dialed The head of security. "Boss," He said hissing slightly, "We got somone here looking for work," "Well send him up, and quit wasting my time," A curt voice replied. The trandoshan motioned for Cayzr to follow him and led him into the club another bouncer stepped out to handle the encroaching line of eager patrons. The air inside the club smelled strongly of spice and ale causing Cayzr to huff in disgust at the smell. The Trandoshan led Cayzr up a stairwell just inside the door and once at the top he led him down the vacant hall knocking at the door at the end of the hall. "Enter," Came the curt voice. The bouncer walked away down the hall, but not before motioning for Cayzr to go inside. Cayzr smirked as he stowed the blater he had lifted off the bouncer as he pushed the door open to reveal a lavishly decorated office covered in fine cloths and confiscated goods from patrons. A stout, balding, human male stood with his back to him overlooking the club from the large windows that were the far wall that was his office. The man turned and eyed Cayzr, before sticking out his hand in greeting. "Hello there I am Milo Fairin head security of this establishment.," Cayzr stood impassive as the man stuck out his hand hoping for a handshake. The cheerful smile slid off Milo's face as he lowered his hand. "So I understand you are looking for work. I could use someone like you as hired muscle," Milo continued as if nothing had happend. Milo turned away from him once again observing the crowd below. Cayzr slid the blaster from is Robe and flipped on the sound dampener. He fired twice Hitting Milo in the back, He grunted and fell forward dead. Cayzr dropped the blaster and stepped on it crushing it underfoot. Making his way to the security console he opened the recording files and deleted all of the archives. Satisfied with his work he turned to leave only to catch Scaly fist with his head. The trandoshan had returned in time to see him destroy the data. Cayzr reeled back shocked by the sudden attack but now he was ready as the next hit came in. Stepping forward he caught and trapped the Trandoshans arm under his and drove his knee into his stomach causing him to cough and spit up clear bile. Using his Incredible strength Cayzr then slammed the Trandoshan on his back his foot coming down to make quick work of the lizard. The trandoshan rolled just in time to avoid Cayzr's foot from crushing his skull and got to his feet. He charged at Cayzr who turned in suprise as the Huge lizard man barrled into him sending them both crashing through the plate glass and onto the dance floor some 20 feet below. The Trandoshan hoisted Cayzr to his feet as The screaming patrons fled in all directions. Cayzr was dazed after the fall and as the Trandoshan Came in to deliver the killing blow Rage and hatred bubbled up inside him Moving forward He struck the Trandoshan As hard as he could with a vicious haymaker launching him into the far wall 10 feet away where he collapsed to the ground, he was still alive but Cayzr moved to remedy that drawing out his mace and bringing it down with a sickening crunch and spray of blood as it crushed the Trandoshans skull. Cayzr quickly ooked around at the destroyed club and headed out the back door and down the alley towards the spaceport cantina.
  4. Cayzr paused before the small masked figure that barely came up to his waist. He took a moment to adjust the Rodian and to get a closer look at this figure in front of him. The figure was wearing plated Mandalorian armor and the Crest was that of the Kyr’tsad, the Mandalorian elite. He gave the Figure a look that showed respect that only another warrior could ever understand. Flashback Cayzr's mace came crashing down on one of the Sorrus arena guards helmeted head caving in the helmet killing the man instantly. The hulking Dashade barreled his way through the Narrow halls of the arena bowling over all who stood in his path. He would have his freedom or die trying. As he rounded the corner heading towards the local spacedock he was cut off by 15 Sorrus arena guards armed with blaster rifles and vibroswords. One stepped forward and spoke "Surrender beast or we shall be forced to put you down!" Cayzr Roared a Challenge to them beating his breast with his fist as he charged forward. With a single swipe of his Mace he downed 4 men. He caught another in the backswing smashing him into the wall blood dripping from beneath his helmet onto his chest as it rolled at an odd angle. Then an intense searing pain struck Cayzr in his shoulder as one of the guards shot him with his blaster. Cayzr rushed forward promising death to his assailant but before he could reach him he was shot again in the back. It didn't penetrate his armor but it still staggered him. As he fell forward A gun butt swung up to catch him in the jaw. Cayzr's eyes opened as he was being dragged back to his holding cell the hall was fuzzy and his spirit was all but broken. To be so close and fall short. He would never see his people again, instead he would die on this godforsaken rock as sport to the masses. A single shot rang out And the guard supporting Cayzr's massive frame dropped to the ground, dead. He looked up to see his only friend in this prison a former Mandalorian, a Zabrak by the name of Agerak, standing over him holding a still smoking blaster. He turned to the next guard who attempted to drop Cayzr's bulk and draw his blaster. A second shot rang out and the guard was dead. "Cayzr, my friend you must get up you must go now!" Agerak's horned face swam in front of his vision. Agerak helped him to his feet and handed him his mace. "Go," He said. Cayzr shook his head and Agerak rounded on him. "I was shamed when I was captured you must leave while you can Cayzr! I have nothing left but dishonor by aiding you and taking down as many of these guards as I can Restore some of my lost honor." Cayzr nodded stiffly and turned running full tilt towards the spaceport as the sounds of combat and Agerak's maniacal laughter followed him down the corridor. Flasback End Cayzr looked at the Mandalorian in front of him. "I greet you in honor Mando'ade." He said inclining his head slightly.
  5. Cayzr's borrowed ship touched down on the surface of Gallinore. As the engines powered down the ramp descended and he walked slowly from the ship. He was here on official Exchange bushiness, His mission: find a rat. His clawed thumb stroked the pommel of his mace that hung from his belt and he drew himself up to his full height stretching out after the long flight. Securing his traveler's cloak around him he proceeded into the spaceport, people steering away from the hulking alien. He needed information and the best place to obtain it was a Cantina. Pausing slightly at the small child that ran into his leg, Cayzr gave the child a nudge prompting him on his way. As the child gave him a Terrified look he scurried away and Cayzr continued to the Cantina and hopefully, information. As he entered the Cantina he pushed past the crowds huddled along the bar, past the patrons watching the Twi'lek dancers, and settled himself in the corner of the room, His fiery orange eyes gleamed within the darkness of his cowl as he scanned the crowded Cantina. Tilting his head ever so slightly he overheard. "-boasting about how much money he made turning some deal sour," Cayzr's eyes locked onto the man, A balding middle aged human sitting at the bar a glass in his hand, engaged in deep conversation with the bartender. "This guy got a name?" The Chiss bartender asked mildly interested. Cayzr stood and made his way to the bar and sat next to the Balding man, who turned and gave a terrified squeak as he saw Cayzr's face beneath his hood. The Dashade was not amused at this humans cowardice but it could not be helped. "What was this guy's name?" He asked in a guttural voice. "W-why do you want to know?" The man asked hastily downing his Corellian ale in a single gulp. "That's my concern," Cayzr replied turning back to the Bar. "Well, why would I tell a Freak like you?!" The man asked. A low growl escaped the Deshades lips as he quickly rose to his full 8 foot height and picked up the Human by the front of his Vest holding him 5 feet off the group with apparent ease. "You will tell me, Or I will kill you." Cayzr snarled. The Cantina was deadly silent Except for the music coming from the holoprojectors next to the exotic dancers. The Balding man struggled against Cayzr's iron grip finding escape was futile. He looked helplessly at the people who had gathered around to watch, but none dared intervene lest they suffer the huge aliens wrath. "All right! I'll tell you!" The man shouted. "His name is Koobis Kalivo he is a Rodian. Now please put me down?" Cayzr loosened his grip And saw movement out of the corner of his eye A Male rodian was slowly edging his way out of the Cantina. Cayzr unceremoniously dumped the man on the floor who staggered back and landed on his butt. The Rodian saw Cayzr turn and began to shove his way towards the entrance of the Cantina only to have his escape cut off as the crowd around Cayzr quickly moved out of his way. Grabbing the green reptilian alien by his throat Cayzr simply turned, Rodian in hand and walked out of the Cantina. A few moments passed and then the Cantina resumed its usual upbeat atmosphere. The Deshade drug the struggling Rodian into a nearby alley and tossed him face-first into the dirt. "You've been a bad boy Koobis," Cayzr drawled. Koobis hoisted himself to his feet and drew his blaster. Only to have it knocked away by Cayzr. "The boss doesn't want you dead But that doesn't mean I can't have a little fun with you first," Cayzr leered at the small Rodian who only came up just past his waist. Koobis attempted to buy his way out by waving thousands of credits in front of Cayzr who simply knocked them away simultaneously delivering a vicious body shot to the Rodians ribs feeling several break with his first hit. Koobis coughed up a glob of blood as a second fist came crashing down on his jaw and then...darkness. Cayzr scooped up the battered Koobis and threw him over his shoulder, and began is walk back to the ship.
  6. Cayzr Menk's CHARACTER SHEET Identity [!ident] Real Name: Cayzr Menk A.K.A: N/A Homeworld:Unknown Species: Dashade Physical Description [!dscrp] Age: 20 Height: 8'0" Weight: 350lbs Hair: None Eyes: Orange Sex: Male Equipment: [!equip] [*]Simple Durasteel Plated Gladiatorial Armor [*]Heavy Mace - Spiked Clothing: Brown Traveler's Robes over the armor Common Inventory: None Faction Information [!factn] Force User, Force Sensitive or Non-Force User: Force Sensative Alignment: N/A at this moment Current Faction Affiliation: N/A Current Faction Rank: N/A History:[!hstry] Force Side: n/a Trained by: n/a Trained who: n/a Known Skills: n/a Background: Cayzr Menk is a Dashade warrior who was captured and forced into slavery in the Soruus system. He was forced to be a contender in the gladiatorial pits until he made his escape smashing through guards with his heavy mace during the distraction of an attempted coup. He slipped aboard a smuggler’s ship undetected using his special ability to mask his body heat as he hid in the cargo bay. The ship was destined for Naar Shadaa and once docked he vanished into the crowds of the planet and is now an Exchange enforcer. Ship Registration [!ship] Name: Class: Model: Manufacturer: Length: Armaments: Armor: Anti-Personnel Defenses: Appearance: Modifications:
  7. DeCaro91

    Byss

    DeCaro once again sank into his fighting stance, his muscles screaming in protest. Fatigue was setting in but he had to keep going. He leapt forward clsoing the gap between his master and himself in an instant. He swung both arms simultainously towards his masters head hoping to cut his hands around his master's ears and disorent him long enough to deal out more punishing blows. By cupping shis hands about his ears it would temporarily stun and deafen him and also throw him off balance. If the blow struck home he would imediatly follow it up with a strike to the solar plexus with his right knee while at the same instant a crushing left hook the the right side of his master's jaw. If the first blow was deflected DeCaro would attempt to put distance between them and formulate a new plan.
  8. DeCaro91

    Byss

    Leaping over the sweeiping kick DeCaro landed behind his master and lashed out with absolutley no hesitation. The first blow woul strike his left kidney and directly after his second blowwouldstrike his right kidney If all went according to plan DeCaro would sucessfully stun his master for a momentgiving him the edge he needed.
  9. DeCaro91

    Byss

    Being in the air DeCaro could not dodge the attacks. instead he pulled his knees to his chest in a hope to shield himself from the incoming blows. The two kicks hit his knees and shins very painfully and then DeCaro felt a very firm hand closed around his throat. Unable to breath DeCaro began to panick and as his vison began to dim he lased out with all his strength. Since he was not on the ground, he lashed out in an attempt to kick his master in the ribs. He put all his force behind the kick so if it connected it would do some serious damage. The only way he could avoid the blow was to release DeCaro. After he could breathe again, DeCaro would formulate a new plan.
  10. DeCaro91

    Byss

    DeCaro saw the next blow coming through a slight nudge from the Force. He braced for the incoming kick and staggered back slightly waiting for the next blow to fall, As his master's next blow was on its way DeCaro lowered his shoulder and Charged forward his shoulder striking his master in his exposed Solarplexus. He kne the blow would not do much for him and he fully expectaced to be struck at any moment. The blow struck home driving DeCaro to his knees. He leapt forward rolling under his Master's arms and coming up behind him. He then leapt towards his Master hopeing to wrap his legs about his waist and putting him in an effective sleeper hold.
  11. DeCaro91

    Byss

    DeCaro dropped once again into his stance and cautiosly around his maste looking for an opportune moment and position to strike. He spotted a small opening in his Mater's guard but he knew that it was just a ploy His master wanted him to attack ther and then it would be reversed. DeCaro decided to make it look as if he was goning to fall for the ruse and he quickly lashed out towards the opening with his right fist As he suspected his master's guard began to close and he quickly adjusted the blows trajectoryaiming for the inside of the elbow. If the blow struck he would then have to block his masters strike which judging from his previous actions it would be a strike below his left ribs. He would drop his elbow down to block the incoming blow and he would then follow the block with a roundhouse to the left side of his master's jaw. If his first hit landed of course, if not he would have to improvise.
  12. DeCaro91

    Byss

    DeCaro realized that his master was attempting to trip him hup and instead of moving away he moved forward uickly in an attempt to confuse him, if it worked and he got the slight hesitation from hi master taht he expected he would then wraphis master's outstreched arm locking it firmly under his armpit and then as he would be to close to strike with his other hand he would attempt a headbutt into his master's nose. On the other hand, thee was a very goodchance that his master would not hesitate and follow through with another move that would level DeCaro. He just prayed it was the latter.
  13. DeCaro91

    Byss

    The move was so fast that DeCaro had no time to even think about evading or counterstriking. The blow landed sending DeCaro reeling. He hit the ground sliding away from his master on his back unable to breath. He shook this off and attempted to ignore the pain in his chest. Using his momentum DeCaro rolled back comming to his feet and drawing in large gulps of air. He replayed what had just happened in his mind, to see wah had happened to cause him to not be able to counterattack or move at all. His master sidestepped at the last possible moment and snaked around his guard. It was impressive but he replicate it? He studied his master closely and came to a conclusion he had to attempt to replicate this move. DeCaro warily approached his master and without warning sprung forward. As his feet toched down upon the sand he immediatly shifted his waeght to the right, swing past his masters guard and then lashing out with a quick strike to the sternum, He hoped his move would strike home.
  14. DeCaro91

    Byss

    After another session in the Bacta tank, DeCaro oncea gain found himself upon the sandy beach outside his master's lair. He began by practicing what he had aleady learned and worked the kinks from his muscles. He remeberd vividly what had happened the last time he was out here and he subconciously rubbed his jaw. His Master sttod in front of him waiting to see if he could replicate the move know as the Charging Wampa. Knowing that his master would never allow him to strike him easily and his speed far exceeded his own. DeCaro decided he would try something a little different. He used the Force to attempt to speed his movements by bolstering his muscles into a hyperactive state. Using his increased speed DeCaro leapt forward so quickly he was a blur. He lashed out hith his right fist hoping to catch his master in the jaw, and if it connected he would follow through with two simultanious blows on either side of the neck.
  15. DeCaro91

    Byss

    DeCaro Cleched his teeth so hard he feared they would shatter, but he had no intention of letting his discomfort show. He sat perfectly still not wishing his pain to increase. He focused on his pain letting it fuel his anger. He could feel the drug weakining but he could not call upon the force just yet. He had been punished before by his Hutt Master on Tatooine, but this was something entirley different from the whipping he would get for failing. He embraced the pain drinking it in like a thirsty man drinks water. Turning his head he saw his master watching him to see if he would break. DeCaro had no intention of breaking, he only wished to prove his strength, the blows dealt before had been savage and quite unexpected. This he knew was going to happen and he anticipated the pain. He would not make the same mistakes again as he had before. DeCaro bit his lip so hard he tasted blood as another device was added to his body. This one was a strange intrument that latched to the sking and would every now and then deliver a large jolt of elctricity into his body. As the current passed through his body DeCato, gasped andhis vison started to blur but using his rage he stayed concious. The drug was almost worn off and then he could shut out anything.
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