Brandon Tarsus was sitting down alone by the river. He was enjoying the peace and quiet presented to himself by nature. When Tarsus wasn't with his lover, he enjoyed being by the river. The sound of the wind, rushing water, and birds singing soothed the beast within the Mandalorian mercenary. As ...
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Brandon Tarsus was sitting down alone by the river. He was enjoying the peace and quiet presented to himself by nature. When Tarsus wasn't with his lover, he enjoyed being by the river. The sound of the wind, rushing water, and birds singing soothed the beast within the Mandalorian mercenary. As much as Tarsus loved to fight, he also loved peace and tranquility. Even the mighty lion that is his fighting spirit must rest from time to time.
As Tarsus embellished the peaceful scene that nature provided, the sound of familiar footsteps came from behind him. It was his Battlemaster, Shadow Nighthunter. The beautiful Sith sat down next to him.
“Enjoying nature?” She asked as she too began to enjoy the peace.
“Always,” Tarsus said as he looked at Sith, who was a wolf at heart. “What brings you here?”
“Another assignment,” she said as she handed him a tablet. “Rek Xavis… a man that is wanted for crimes. He has a huge bounty that would bring forth much funds to Tacitus Athanasius. Authorities want him dead rather alive.”
“So, he's dangerous, huh?”
“Indeed. You can find him in the underworld of Coruscant.” Shadow looked at Tarsus. “Having a merc in TA has brought forth much more profitability than I could have imagined. Although Scholae does fund us well… The extra funding is much appreciated.”
Tarsus chuckled as he looked back at Shadow. “I'm sure there are other reasons why.”
“Oh, shut up,” Shadow told Tarsus as she blushed. “I'm trying to be professional here, ya brute. Just get the job done.”
A week has passed as Tarsus tracked this Rek to the underworld of Coruscant. The merc was at a bar having a few drinks to blend in. He watched his target from afar. Rek was really enjoying his time at the bar as he got drunk. It was amusing, honestly. The fool was too comfortable in the dark corners of Coruscant. The man let his guard down.
Tarsus decided to make his move. The fighting lion within needed to get out and fight. The tall Mandolorian mercenary stood up, and walked over to Rek. Tarsus’ inner lion began claw inside of him, begging for a fight. Soon, Tarsus had no choice but to let the beast out. With a loud roar, Tarsus pulled out his stiletto and stabbed Rek through the head. He pulled the blade out of his target’s skull, and Rek fell down to the ground dying quickly. Everyone screamed in fear at the sight. A bouncer rushed at Tarsus with a baton. He swung at Tarsus, but Tarsus grabbed his assailant’s hand. With lightning speed and strength, Tarsus stabbed the bouncer twice in the side, and once in the neck. The bouncer fell to the ground bleeding as he died. A random brawler rushed Tarsus. The merc was quick as he kicked a chair into the man’s face. The brawler fell forward, and Tarsus quickly shoved his knife into the back of his head. The lion within was enjoying the fight. More men rushed Tarsus. He quickly made good work with his foes. With a beautiful combination of speed and strength, Tarsus killed five more men with his small blade. The rest decided it was best to run.
"I need to do this more often," the merc thought to himself.
Gods of the Brotherhood
The tiny Aleena stared far out into the bay, setting his gaze on the rock on the horizon. He sighed for a moment before turning his gaze to the tall human next to him, a legendary soldier who had served him well for thirty years.
“Linus, in all these years, as a mercenar...
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Gods of the Brotherhood
The tiny Aleena stared far out into the bay, setting his gaze on the rock on the horizon. He sighed for a moment before turning his gaze to the tall human next to him, a legendary soldier who had served him well for thirty years.
“Linus, in all these years, as a mercenary, I have strived for power. I have killed countless in pursuit of my dream to stare down at the tall ones who called me ‘The Puntable.’ When I killed Pravus... I always imagined the moment would be a glorious one, the crowning achievement of my life. And for a moment, it was. It was thrilling to see the stubbornness in his eyes fade as he left this world for the next. And then I felt sad.
Pravus was the last one who understood true power. I have been alone since I killed all of my equals. I feel dead on the inside, such as a hunter who has come back from his final hunt, knowing that his purpose in life has ended.”
Pollus took a second, thought for a moment before continuing, “On Aliso so many years ago, I awoke to a new world in a stasis pod. The galaxy was chaotic, a far cry from the organized upheaval I escaped on Coruscant with my brother Castor. It was fun, it was exciting to prove our mettle and worth to the Dread Lord. It was even more thrilling to kill her, thrusting her emerald dagger deep between her shoulder blades, ending the fearsome Demon of Florrum. She was right to distrust mercenaries with borderline paranoia.
I need... no, I crave the hunt. Living out the rest of my days, nothing left to conquer, I simply cannot live that life. All of this is yours Linus. You earned it, fighting at my side through thick and thin, through some of the darkest days of my rise when all seemed lost. I couldn’t have done it without you.”
Pollus started walking back to the mountainous fortress that served as the center of his empire with his paladin
“Linus, I need you to do me a favor. In the docking bay, there is an old and battered YT-2400. I need you to rebuild it and equip it with three stasis pods. I’ll be back with the rest of the equipment I need in a week.
The soldier nodded, “Yes milord. It will be done right away. If I may, what are you planning?”
Pollus looked up and responded, “Linus, when I escaped Coruscant 80 years ago, I had no idea of Aliso. I rigged the old junker to set course for a distant system and installed clone war era pods to cut down on the strain of life support on the old bird. It had the slowest hyperspace drive in the entire sector, but it was our ticket out of the clones’ betrayal.
Fate guided me here. Fate protected my brother and I through so many battles. The amount of men that have died in front of me, the thoughts that I was two steps from death, fate kept me safe through my journey. Fate will guide me through my next voyage and condemn those who fail to submit to my will. I crave the hunt Linus.”
Roses are red
VIOLETS ARE PURPLE
Your face is like stone
And your words are hurtful
(I hope you track glitter into a meeting, ya karkin gutter schutta)
D.I.A.F.
K'tana
Aptitude does not cover
the visceral silhouette your eyes devour
Your every breath marks you a sinner
Just don't forget you ow...
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Roses are red
VIOLETS ARE PURPLE
Your face is like stone
And your words are hurtful
(I hope you track glitter into a meeting, ya karkin gutter schutta)
D.I.A.F.
K'tana
Aptitude does not cover
the visceral silhouette your eyes devour
Your every breath marks you a sinner
Just don't forget you owe me dinner.
Maenaki Dalevi'in