Chapter 1: Ignorance is Bliss
Life had never been easy for Sylus, a human born into poverty on the outer rim world
of Byss in the Beskqek system. From a young age he had had to resort to feeding himself from the pockets of
others, as his mother had disappeared without trace when he was merely 7 years old.
At that age, you either grow up fast or die slow, and Sylus had always been a very
quick learner. For an unknown reason, he seemed to be naturally gifted in all
things with no previous training. Within the first week of him being orphaned he
had already mastered the art of pickpocketing and when it came to luring his prey,
so to speak, he said the right words, in the right tone, at the right time.
Within a short time period he became an expert in luring the wealthy into his traps,
robbing the likes of wealthy diplomats, Security officers and even Exchange crime
bosses. At 18 years of age he was renowned for his criminal activity, progressing
from petty thievery to Arms trading, the slave trade and even the manufacture and
distribution of an illegal street drug known only as "Spice".
Little did he know that life as he knew it was about to change. *beep beep* "That
must be Arathar on the Holo...", "What you got for me Ara", "Word is travelling
around fast that there is a very wealthy diplomat travelling from Ka'Dor to
Shilvak, sounds like an opportunity to up our game". "Ok, thanks Arathar, I presume
the convoy will be taking route 17, what kind of security detail can I expect?"
"All I know is the emperor isn't taking this lightly, I'd expect to see at least
a walker and a squad of imperial commandos, I'd recommend taking some land mines.
The convoy will be leaving Ka'Dor at midday so you do what you have to do".
"Alright Ara thanks for the information, I shall send you your usual fee plus a
little extra once the job is complete". *Boop* The holocall ends and Sylus
proceeds to the armory, to gear up for the task ahead.