The Cantina Smelled of must, like filthy beings with filthy pasts, and Adenn Rytt, A Mandalorian placed into self imposed Exhile, was one among them. He sat smoking tabac from a long , straight pipe made from polished brass and wood, a usual passtime of his and an excellent companion to his usual drinking, trying to enjoy the entertainment the cantina had to offer. He rarely ever stayed on Narr Shaddaa very long, Hutts paid well for protection but they were greasy and untrustworthy. Adenn aalways disliked the greasy slugs but their credits, even if they were greasy, spent. He was taking his time waiting on a possible new business associate, a twi’lek named Dreytha Andess, he hadnt heard much about her but she could pilot and program a nav computer. He had always thought Twi’leks were lovely creatures, and their accents, at least among the females, being attractive. He pondered on who else he might be able to find to join his crew, he didnt really advertise the job but people looking for work, no questions asked might be just the people he needed.