Vessen clutched his sword from within his cloak. It had a film covering it so it would not be detected by scans. He sulked out of sight so he could recoop from what just happened. He thought for a moment and concluded that it must of been that dirty Hutt who tried to kill him. Now his ship was gone and his supplies. All he had was his sword and rifle. Along with 10,000 credits in his cloak pocket.
Teras Kasi Artist/Medic
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