His face didn't show an inch through his cloak and that’s the way it was suppose to be. He did not hide his dark intentions from even the common man; it was his point to gain some unwanted attention from the galaxies policemen the famed Empire. Even so attention from the lesser-known rebels would suit him just fine.

It was clear to all the common men in this tavern that this was not a man to be messing with. From the moment he entered the lower city bar of curuscant his power was shown loud and clear. A bouncer walked up to him and told him his type wasn't welcome here.

Lucid with a wave of his hand and some quite word that couldn't be heard from the patrons as more then whispering sounds. As the bouncer walked away a dagger in a gloved hand came out from the cloak splitting the man along his spine from tailbone to the ball of the spine right below the neck. The carcass laid on the ground as the man approached the bar and only a whisper was heard as the bartender moved and grabbed the man a drink with out a thought.