Dark Meat Hunter: Picking Up The Trail
So a while back I had this idea about how, in Star Wars, Coruscant has regularly been expieiencing massive food shortages since at least the Clone Wars, and how there’s probably a lot of money to be made hunting the various Mutants, invasive species, escaped zoo specimens and other meat wandering around the bowels of the city.
So, finally, here’s an Illustration of a Dark Meat Hunter at work.
She’s a specialist in the rare ungluates that can be found in small herds in the quieter parts of the city. Cliff-dwelling mineral lickers were probably brought over for some bourgie table, then promptly escaped and learned to frolick on the less-observed ledges of buildings. Shy nocturnal creatures, with massive black eyes and eerily quiet hooves come up from the depths on lower-light nights to forage in the undercity dumpsters.
They’re some of the tastiest things running wild through the city, but also a real pain in the ass to find. If she finds them, however, she can charge top dollar for the meat and hide and bones and entrails and- well, nothing gets wasted down here.
She’s wearing her clan identification paint- Putting food on people’s tables is hardly a solo operation- she’ll have to take it to a butcher, sell it through a clan stall, and will probably bank her earnings with the clan- who’d trust a government bank down here? They take a cut, but it’s better than getting robbed by rival hunters and being left with nothing at all. Mess with a hunter, mess with the entire clan.
She is dressed for a variety of weather conditions- it gets cold fast without direct sunlight- and wears reflective Neon stripes that deliniate her silhouette as humanoid to anyone down here. It’s not really risking her camoflage- here, bright lights help you blend in with the neons- and it prevents other hunters from shooting her on accident because they thought she was a Mutant Sewer Rat in the darkness.
Media: Firealpaca
Stock Pose by PhelanDavion of DeviantArt
