[ti]GF[/ti]Meeting at the makeshift base

Fenrir stepped down from his freighters runway, after docking in the loading bay of Mustafar. His home planets temperature was high, a temperature to make someone usually sweat but he could withstand it, barely a sweat broken even in his thick hide and armour. He stomped down his runway and made his way to the leader of The Grey Fire, his presence was required by his higher up. The bounty hunter secured his pistol with tight leather wraps as he marched across the rocky path to his destination. As Fenrir made his way to the militant tent, where he was needed, thoughts continuously raced through his head to why a simple bounty hunter was wished upon by the leader of the Faction he was born into. His jaded leather boots kicked through stoned and rubble of this once war-torn planet, finally reaching the meeting tent which was specified to him for his arrival. He stood stationary outside, awaiting orders to enter from his over seers. 

Fenrirs eyes widened as he was called out to by his superior. The bounty hunter still wondering to why his presence was required by such a strong fighter, when he was just a man trying to make a living, in the vast universe. Fenrir nodded to the guards outside the war tent as they each stepped aside allowing his entrance. The man walked forward into the tent, astonished by seeing the leader of The Grey Fire up close. He gazed upon the seven foot beast, whilst thinking of a rebuttal. 

"My presence was required, sir? If you don't mind me asking, what would you need a Bounty Hunter for in a time like this?" Fenrir said, sternly.

Fenrir listened to what he had to say, giving a blunt look with an eyebrow raised in confusion at the leader of Grey Fire. As he heard the what Mike said, he felt a combination of confusion and wonder. This made Fenrir give a slight smirk, causing him to look down to not show his superior his face.

"Isde Naha? What do you need with that spec of a planet?" Fenrir remarked begrudgingly. 

Fenrirs calculating mind began to rush with thoughts. Those being of why The Grey Fire would want such a small planet as Isde Naha. It would make a good hideout, that much was true. And with the current standings between the Sith Empire and The Grey Fire it only made sense to use it for that purpose. But still unsure, the bounty hunter awaited Mike's reply.

Fenrir nodded, as he now knew what his purpose was. He was truly intrigued by the thought of the Grey Fire expanding as his whole life his faction had be secluded to only Mustafar. This could also benifit him. Fenrir was more focused on his own gain but he would never reveal this to anyone. His faction being able to eventually move out to densely populated planets like Bespin would mean for him more targets, meaning more credits and rewards.

"I see. Well Isde Naha is a desolate little planet, you won't receive much fight back when taking it. However from my time spent near there, I know there is a nomadic enclave. This being the clan of Toribota." Fenrir hesitated before continuing. "These are the main inhabitants, if I'm right you will be able to kill or enslave them. Maybe break them into being underlings. But with this there will always be uprising. That is all".

Fenrir stepped back for a moment and rested his arms behind his back, showing a gesture of subservience. The Bounty Hunter knew being on his factions leaders side will never cause him problems, and may benefit him in the future.

The Bounty Hunter understood in this situation he was being used for his navigational skills and his knowledge of the galaxy, knowledge most of the Grey Fire ranks lacked. He listened to Mikes rebuttal and nodded. Fenrir wasn't dull, and understood whilst being a Bounty Hunter even in his own faction he may not be trusted. He understood not trusting him, as he wouldn't trust himself if he was in Mikes position. Fenrir assumed this mission was given so he can be trusted by the upper ranks of the Grey Fire, so Fenrir would complete this task to completion and as best as the bounty hunter could.

Fenrir smiled to himself slyly as he spoke "I understand, sir. I know what most know of the Sith Empire and what they did to the Grey Fire those years ago..." Fenrir uttered as he knew Mike had not forgotten that loss at the hands of the Sith Empire. "So, what is my mission?" Fenrir eagerly asked.

Fenrir took the wanted paper that Mike had handed him and glanced upon it. It appeared the Sith Empire was running all Grey Fire remnants of the galaxy into holes. This Bounty was clearly a way to get rid of Zana, a high ranking member of the Grey Fire. As a Bounty Hunter, Fenrir knew how this would work. He understood if Zana left Mustafar then a massive target would be plastered across her back due to such a high price of 50,000 credits. 

He shook his head disapprovingly before speaking "Well, this is a bounty by the Sith Empire, this is indeed bad, sir. Every desperate bounty hunter with a gun will be trying to catch her for that steep price". Fenrir closed his eyes to think as he rubbed the back of his head, before turning back to Mike with an answer he wouldn't want to hear. "If the Empire wants you dead or alive, it's near impossible to combat that".

He glanced down at the bounty again sighing as he shook his head, with a bead of sweat rolling down his nose. Fenrir slowly stepped forward over the hard stone floor and placed it onto the war tent's table, his eyes flickered up to Mike. "What do you want me to do about this?". The bounty hunter questioned his leader with a furrowed brow.

Fenrir knew he couldn't deny the orders of his superior in this situation, even if he wanted to. He nodded calmly and thought over the risks of this task. However he was best fit if anyone to carry this out due to his cloaking system on his ship, the 'Wolfs Fang'. This would allow him to be undetected, visually, on an Empire grade radar however, that may be different. The Bounty Hunter usually wouldn't accept a mission such as this, particularly because he was a contract killer, not a scout. But, Fenrir weighed up the possibility of the sith empire being at Isde Naha and decided to accept this mission.

With a slight chuckle he spoke "What's the worst a little clan can do on Isde Naha?" Seeming to try to make light out of the situation as he glared to Mike and spoke once again "I will join you for this campaign, but I won't do it for free... I don't work for free." Fenrir eyed the man with intent.