It was a rainy day on Chandrila, but that did not bother a man sitting on a bench alone. He seemed like a completely ordinary person, but yet he did not fit in. He was dressed like a thug, and he was frowning at nothing in particular. He was not the one to frown often, yet he did much of it...
DEATH DISABLED
Combination of smoke, alcohol, sweat and some blood too filled a new bar in Gemma on Ord Antalaha. It was only a few weeks after its foundation and the clientele numbers were already booming. And the credit profits as well, but it was a small number to the man who made this bar...
DEATH DISABLED
Corellian nights were similiar to each other, almost unchanging. Since the death of Senator Krass, many things have changed. Economy started flowing through the market again and it allowed many personal businesses to open and thrive. With the tight grip released, the citizens...
It was another night in the Crescant City on Corellia, and another very profitable night for the Patron's Oasis. The club was bustling with activity, as usual. The booze was being drank, credits were changing their owner, spice was being enthusiastically used and the dancers were... dancing. All...
It was another eventful evening in Corellia. Well, it wasn't eventful to an ordinary passerby, but to an experienced eye, many things were happening each night. Citizen or two were being robbed, shady deals were made in the dark alleyways and, of course, many illcit activities happening inside...