The Great Fair on Tirahnn was an event that attracted hundreds of thousands of people to the city every year. It was a massive bazaar where the only limiter in what you could buy was having enough credits.
It was truly a marvel to behold, something that everyone should be able to experience at least once in their life, but it was not the reason that Azra was on the planet today. No, she was here for something much different and more.. Work related.
A call for help had come across the wire from a businessman named Billiam Plorg, a man who’d made himself quite wealthy in recent months peddling whatever it was that he peddled. Unfortunately for Mr. Plorg, it seemed his business was a towering house of cards - some kind of MLM or Ponzi scheme, if rumor was to be believed - and he’d taken some money off of some people that it was not wise to take from.
Or at least, that’s what the hefty bounty on his head purported. Of course, Mr. Plorg claimed innocence in the whole thing, just another legitimate businessperson trying to get taken out by criminals not keen on his quick rise with fingers in their pies.
The local authorities were either too scared or busy to help or were in the pocket of the bad guys and didn’t care, it wasn’t quite clear. So that’s where Azra came in, a Jedi looking to help where she could. Or at least get to the bottom of things and if Mr. Plorg was operating some kind of racket and taking advantage of people, Azra would make sure he was taken to the proper authorities.
For now, though, she sat at a table near the main bustle of the Great Fair and sipped casually on a large bubble tea. She had no idea what flavor it was, the sign had been in a language she didn’t know, but she knew bubble tea when she saw it.
Getting to the job at hand would come in due time, but for now, she sipped and sat, the sun casting pleasant rays down on her head as she waited for the possibility of something interesting to take her attention before having to do the unfortunate task of applying herself.
It was truly a marvel to behold, something that everyone should be able to experience at least once in their life, but it was not the reason that Azra was on the planet today. No, she was here for something much different and more.. Work related.
A call for help had come across the wire from a businessman named Billiam Plorg, a man who’d made himself quite wealthy in recent months peddling whatever it was that he peddled. Unfortunately for Mr. Plorg, it seemed his business was a towering house of cards - some kind of MLM or Ponzi scheme, if rumor was to be believed - and he’d taken some money off of some people that it was not wise to take from.
Or at least, that’s what the hefty bounty on his head purported. Of course, Mr. Plorg claimed innocence in the whole thing, just another legitimate businessperson trying to get taken out by criminals not keen on his quick rise with fingers in their pies.
The local authorities were either too scared or busy to help or were in the pocket of the bad guys and didn’t care, it wasn’t quite clear. So that’s where Azra came in, a Jedi looking to help where she could. Or at least get to the bottom of things and if Mr. Plorg was operating some kind of racket and taking advantage of people, Azra would make sure he was taken to the proper authorities.
For now, though, she sat at a table near the main bustle of the Great Fair and sipped casually on a large bubble tea. She had no idea what flavor it was, the sign had been in a language she didn’t know, but she knew bubble tea when she saw it.
Getting to the job at hand would come in due time, but for now, she sipped and sat, the sun casting pleasant rays down on her head as she waited for the possibility of something interesting to take her attention before having to do the unfortunate task of applying herself.