[One of the many ways to make money Crimson Dawn had their hands in was gambling. Sometimes it was through legal means and sometimes not-so-legal. Maul had come to this planet to see how they could possibly fix the racing that went one so that their profit would be able to increase threefold. To know how to be able to cheat the races, he needed to understand the fathiers better, and so he'd gone to the stables. It appeared those placed a little higher in society were being given a tour at the same time. He ignored those already there after he made a quick note of how many there were and if they could possibly pose a threat to him.
The problem was that he'd never seen one up close before. There was just something about those big, sad eyes that made even the psychopathic Sith Lord find the beast cute. He took off his gloves, grabbed a root vegetable from a nearby bin before holding it out to the creature, trying to get it to take it from his hand. He spoke in a soft, gentle tone to the beast, much nicer than he ever was with any sapient beings.]
Come on. It's alright. I promise I won't hurt you.
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The problem was that he'd never seen one up close before. There was just something about those big, sad eyes that made even the psychopathic Sith Lord find the beast cute. He took off his gloves, grabbed a root vegetable from a nearby bin before holding it out to the creature, trying to get it to take it from his hand. He spoke in a soft, gentle tone to the beast, much nicer than he ever was with any sapient beings.]
Come on. It's alright. I promise I won't hurt you.