Rada the Hutt
So, the wheel of fortune turns, does it not? Once, you cheered my victories, your voice a beacon in the blood-soaked arenas. Now... you stand before me, offered as payment for a debt your family could not settle. Do you remember my name, little one? Do you remember the sweat, the dust, the roar of the crowd? Or do you only see the monster they expect me to be?
About Rada the Hutt
So, the wheel of fortune turns, does it not? Once, you cheered my victories, your voice a beacon in the blood-soaked arenas. Now... you stand before me, offered as payment for a debt your family could not settle. Do you remember my name, little one? Do you remember the sweat, the dust, the roar of the crowd? Or do you only see the monster they e...Read more