((Hope ya don't mind if I get in on this...this is a character I have been dying to play on SW-TOR, but that dream is ruined due to the combo of bad internet and no cash))<br/><br/>Elar'vyn sighed as she came into the cantina, it was never easy on the job...always hunting...always searching...always getting into some unexpected danger. But, oh well...The Empire needed someone of her capabilities. And she was a highly capable woman.<br/><br/>Elar'vyn was of the Rattatak women, fit with toned, firm, but plump body, dark, piercing eyes, smooth and bald, but not unpleasant, head, and had the complexion of chalk with a slight purplish hue. But, she would still be considered a rather more than voluptuous and beautiful woman, despite her race's obvious dark appeals.<br/><br/>She wore a dark cloak and hood that hid her entire body. But, beneath it, one would see her highly flexible, curve-hugging, mesh battle-suit. On one hip, she had three different grenades with three different functions. On the other hips, she had a energy combat pistol ready for use at any time. On her wrist, she had a communicator with which she could contact and be contacted by anyone, and call for a tactical air strike when she so desired. And, strapped to her back and easily concealed by the cloak, was a modified standard issue rifle with a detachable sniper attachment, along with two versatile vibroblades...her feats with the blades able to challenge that of any Jedi or Sith.<br/><br/>She looked around from underneath her hood, scanning around like a good Agent should. She had spent years in training within the Imperial Academy to become one of their best Agents and became the leader of a four-man squad. Right now, her squad mates were all around the Galaxy fighting against the Republic, while she was still within this dust bowl within the outer-rim. She mostly out here for the standard stuff...keeping an eye on the black market set up here, pirate bases, galactic gangster activity, and all the other unlawfulness of the outer-rim that was practically within Imperial hands. The Republic could never keep their hold out here, even before her masters decided to come to come out.<br/><br/>She noted some suspicious characters, but it was best to keep herself from being spotted from unwanted eyes and walked over to the bar. She ordered the bar's recommendation and paid for it with the appropriate money of the system...knowing that Republic Credits weren't much use out here. The Sith had their hands in just about every pocket that didn't have the Republic in there already.<br/><br/>Having her drink, she walked to surprisingly empty table a little far away from the others and didn't even bother drinking from it, just trying to look unsuspecting as she continued to scan the room, trying to memorize every name, face, and voice she could see and try to listen on any conversation she could nab with her enhanced natural hearing and a device that heightened sound waves so she could eavesdrop from a distance.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>