[TomFrogman]

Darvek remained motionless, his gun cocked in the direction of the sounds of footsteps up ahead when it emerged. An enourmous creature (Flaxis) had emerged, arms raised seemingly in a gesture of good faith. Darvek recognised the beast immediately as a Steef, somewhat common to the more western regions of Mudos. These parts being situated on the border, it was no suprise to Darvek that a Steef or two may have wandered through from time to time.

He was of rugged appearance, obviously battle-worn. Scarring would indicate he lost his hind legs some time ago, horns too, being broken off and armed with rather high standard Cartel equipment. This Steef was not a stranger to war. Dangerous. Untrustworthy.

'I hear that you're a wanted man', the Steef spoke in a low, resonant tone, motioning for Darvek to lower his weapon.

Darvek did not.

'If you're, uh, trouble enough that the Cartel wants you, I think we could be partners for awhile. Make some moolah, you know, and uh, at the same time, we could make some more trouble for 'em'

Darvek remained still for an uncomfortable amount of time, finger itching to pull the trigger. Under normal circumstances, the Slig wouldn't have hesitated to open fire. But these were not normal circumstances. Ammunition had been tight as of late and the sound of gunshot could well give away his possition. Still, this Steef somehow knew of him. His trouble with Cartel.

Judging by the level of weaponry the beast carried alongside him, Darvek's first guess would be a mercenary for hire. A possible Industrial spy or assassin. An admitedly unusual alliance for Steef kind, but the idea of deception was not new to Darvek and he knew it was certainly not a new concept to Vernon. Particularly as of late.

'So, uh, what do you say?'

The commotion earlier indicated the Cartel had made contact not too long ago, although Darvek had assumed a clean, open space for landing pods in these regions would be an abnormality. Still, it would be consistant with this Steef's arrival. No. Darvek's mind was made up. The Steef was a threat. A possible industry assassin, out to claim the bounty over Darvek's head - an irony Darvek had always gotten a somewhat twisted sense of amusement from, governing his current 'proffession'. Still. He couldn't take the chance of shooting the Steef just yet. He would play along for now.

'I'd say for the time being you may prove yourself useful to me.' Darvek finally replied. To this, the Steef appeared to become somewhat more relaxed. Darvek lowered his weapon, although remained on guard.

Movement! Another Steef (Calvarr) burts through the surrounding shrubbery causing Darvek to spring into action once more. Leaping backwards, Darvek sharply flicks out his left arm, causing a large, retractable blade to be reveal in which he holds to the newcomers neck, stopping them dead in their tracks. With the other arm, he draws the other Steef at gunpoint once more in a kind of stand-off.

Herbs and other plantlife are released from the intruders hands, clumping together on the forest floor. His clothes are much more practical and civilized in appearance, possibly that of a merchant, indicating a small town or village nearby. 'Of course,' Darvek thought, 'the landing point'.

'What is this?' Darvek demanded, addressing both the Steef. 'Some sort of ambush? A trick? I want names. Both of you.'

He turned to face Calvarr, blade still pressed firmly to his neck, 'What's the matter, Steef? Cartel got your tongue?'

OOC: So ends another entry. I've hinted at a few things here that'll either tie into the story later or will help give you a better understanding of current events. Next entry I'll most likely introduce the Vykker more thoroughly.

EDIT: Fine by me 'oddveteran'. I wonder, is it that Frex has a problem with all Industrials, or simply those at the FeeCo. Depot, as it would help the RP if we evened things out s'more and had him as one of the Industrial Slig ground troops that landed in Norg. It would probably make sense too, if he were reassigned. Of course, that's entirely up to you though.