Ask A Bounty Hunter and a Sith

[Thel Xeros]

Nar Shaddaa

Thel sat waiting at the designated meeting point. A bar called 'The Acklay's Carapace'. One of many bars on the so-called smuggler's moon. He had hired one of the private rooms at the back of the bar. His reason for being there? To meet a bounty hunter.

The Sith Order was in a vulnerable position. They had no standing army of any description. Because of this, Thel believed it would be sensible to develop connections with the underworld. Bounty hunters, mercenaries, smugglers. They could all be useful. He would need to start out on a smaller scale. If it proved to be fruitful, then it could be taken further. To that end, he had decided to hire a bounty hunter for a job; a trial of sorts. He had found a bounty advertised. Not a large bounty, but it would do. He took it on.

Name: Xaree Jass.

Age: 41.

Species: Ikotchi.

Offences: Murder x2; Armed robbery x3; GBH x5.

Last known location: Nar Shaddaa.

Bounty: 15,000.

It didn’t take too long for Thel to identify Jass’ specific location on Nar Shaddaa. After that, it was just a case of offering the bounty out to a subcontractor. He included all the information he had received, with the exception of the location. Name, age, species, offences and bounty were included. He made it clear that whoever took on the job would receive the full amount of credits upon successful completion. Thel had no interest in keeping any of the credits for himself, in this situation. He had also included an instruction, telling those interested in the job to contact ‘Xeros’ to proceed to the next steps. A communication frequency to contact him on was of course provided.

It didn’t take too long to receive responses. Ultimately, Thel decided to go with the first bounty hunter that had responded: Byt Tarkona. He sent instructions to them, first directing them to Nar Shaddaa and then, once they were on Nar Shaddaa, telling them to meet him at ‘The Acklay’s Carapace’ at eight in the evening. Once they arrived, they would need to go to the bar and ask for 'Xeros', to be pointed towards the right private room.

Thel was wearing his black robes, cloak and leather boots. His lightsaber was clipped to his belt, concealed by the cloak.

Hopefully they’re on time.

@Pendleton

 

[Byt Tarkona]

Byt always enjoyed his time on the Smugglers Moon. The vibrancy, the beating heart of criminal enterprises in the galaxy, was hard not to enjoy. This time, however, was going to be purely business. He had spent some recently trawling the bounty boards of the Guild, as well as the less than-legal ones, in the hopes of branching out and earning himself some credits. He had always been handy with a blaster and blade, but generally veered more towards the smuggling side of criminality; there was always less to go wrong. When a flash of a private bounty had popped while he was already on the Moon for business, it was too convenient to pass up.

He swaggered through the skywalks towards "Acklay's Carapace", already thinking of the connection it had to a previous job. He had tried to do some clumsy holonet digging on this 'Xeros' but had come up with nothing of note, which was to be expected for a private job like this. No one really knew each other, especially their names. He hummed to himself, shrugging his usual flight jacket higher and popping the collar. He had only brought his DG-34, the reassuring weight of it dangling at his thigh holster more than enough to comfort the man as he walked into the thumping venue and made his way to the bar, ordering a Bespin Fizz with the rather cumbersome serving Droid.

He thumbed the comlink in his hand while he waited for his drink, a wary eye cast around at the patrons as he did. It was relatively quiet for the moment, but he kept his guard up while he checked the message. As the Droid returned with his fizzing cocktail, he leaned over.

"I'm looking for Xeros. Which room?" The Droid clunked and hummed, before gesturing towards one of the backrooms. Byt took up his drink and stalked over, entering the back room and eyeing the man, quickly taking in a measure of him and the room. Quiet booth, no other entrance, and just him on his own. Looked like a promising start.

"Xeros?" He enquired, shifting so the privacy door could hiss shut behind him.

@DMCK

 

[Thel Xeros]

Thel sat and watched as the Twi’lek entered the room. He assumed that this must be Tarkona. A male, it seemed. He was fairly tall. A blaster holstered at his thigh. A drink in hand.

“Yes, I am Xeros. Are you Mr. Tarkona?” If the man confirmed it, Thel would invite him to sit down and then address him further.

“Thank you for coming here. I apologise for being somewhat vague in my communications. But, as you probably know, discretion is important. Anyway, before we get down to business, there is something I want to clarify first. If that’s ok with you?”

@Pendleton