Thread: The Bounty Hunter and the Princess(es) (Revelations and X Count of Chaos)

When the pirate, by the name of Sullivan Ark, also as Sully. The had so many crimes to his name, it would no wonder that he had fled to some backwater planet. In his time, there he taught them extensively, of his own language, the common tongue that he and Jericho shared, the universal common language. They still had their own tones, their own language, but this new language had become some of a curiosity and a fashion in itself, which was most tried to speak it. Another new thing for these people to experience. Hoping that he would be able to avoid bounty hunters, and taking advantage of the people, well why wouldn't Sully take advantage of such easy targets. Sully was the worst kind of man through and through, for he often put on a charming face but the man was an utter sociopath, and his crimes which included slavery in systems where it was banned, murder, fraud, and a whole host of sexual crimes, had put one of the biggest bounties on his head. Even more it was a dead or alive case, meaning the reward of 750,000 Credits would be given whether he was delivered alive or dead. He was a man hated by all of the civilized galaxy, and honestly a good portion of the less civilized galaxy as well. To these men he promised power, he promised riches, but right now the only thing they were receiving was death today. The bullets punched through the men's armor, tearing them open, some got shot through the head, slumping to the ground, others took it in the chest, stumbling forward before falling to the ground. As more causalities mounted a couple of men joined, but even then there was fear in their eyes. This man was dangerous, seemingly more dangerous than the man they were currently following orders from and so after about ten or so men met their unfortunate fates, the whole host of soldiers fled the scene, especially considered that the guard captain leading them, had himself been killed. This man was like a demon to these men, and they wanted to get as far way as possible, in less than five minutes he killed ten men and possibly more as they grabbed their injured. Now to Asa who was watching this all unfold in front of her, she watched the scene with horror but also with some grim satisfaction, it was as if the Goddess Ovius herself of which they named their planet after, had sent a dark angel from on high to punish these men personally. She was never really a devout follower, always more interested in her magic pursuits and the slaking of her own lust to really spend any time in their churches. Still she was almost ready to pray to Ovius herself as she watched the men who had captured die. It felt like divine justice to the princess, but the loud bursts from the explosion still shook her to her core. What kind of weapon was that, she had seen something slightly similar, a pistol that Ark had shown her and her father, and now the alchemists and engineers were desperately trying to recreate. Was this an even more advanced weapon? When it was clear that the guards had completely abandoned her, her melodious voice called out to the stranger in the ship. Hello Mr. Traveler, could you help me? She asked. These guards, brigands really turned on me and my family. They currently have me trapped in this cell on this transport. She added. Who are you looking for by the way? Perhaps I could help you? She was really eager to get out of her cell, and her bindings, and perhaps this man would be her savior, on she hoped he would be. Her tone was still inviting, but there was that slight twinge of fear at watching the whole sight she had seen unfold in front of her.