The night was young in one of the larger cities on Lothal and was alive with all sorts of walks of life. Crowded and heck-tic, we come to see a decent sized club/and bar inside where people drinking, and dancing. Music was heard throughout the club, then we see the bar area and some tables near by, sitting alone is a lone mandalorian. It has been a few days since he had finished a bounty he had collected, more to the fact he was avoiding going back to his clan feeling a need to destress. A good drink helped and the lack of nagging from his brother was bliss to this quiet individual. His helmet off and a drink in his hand he runs his free hand through his short black hair, and sighs. His brown eyes scan the room slightly feeling a little out of place, to be honest he wasn’t the best at social antics but non the less he was happy to be off the clock for once, just seeing what the night would bring.