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Social for mandalorians and any who would be invited. Celebrating the death of the Emperor
Raffle ooc drawing thread
THEME
Koil was smiling and standing on the recently setup stage, his foot tapping to the beat. It had been implimented after the last time they had used the establishment. Burkhart had actually apparently realized it would have been cheaper to just buy the place and use it for their own hangouts rather than pay for damages.
The Emperor was dead and there was a lot to celebrate. There was a turning point in the galactic politics and relations. Chaos and victory went hand in hand. The Mandalorian realized that he would not waste too much of his time ignoring the delights that life had to offer. Whether that was drink, music, adventure or other experiences he would not take them for granted.
Tonight much of the greater galaxy were celebrating the downfall of Darth Vrael, also known as Ozias Zameer-Drast. But some people, the Mandalorians and especially the members of Clan Solus, would be sure to celebrate in greater display since they had a direct hand in his death.
Archie say in a booth, curled up in a mile of coats various patrons had probably forgotten in their drunken stupors. The back of the bar and the bathroom had been cleaned up and repair. If this was Koil's first time in the establishment he would not have known that a galactic war had been waged on its inside after they had freed Hutt space of Imperial Hutta rule.
Already there were quite a few Mandalorians around. Burkhart was somewhere to be found in the back probably. Hopefully they would get to do the raffle Koil had planned for later. That would add to the fun. He sipped his second drink so far. The first he had imbibed while assisting the setup, the second was now helping him relax in anticipation for other people's arrival.
There were a some tables for pazak and sabac, there were screens for sports with subtitles on though the volumes were down. The lighting was dim to match the time outside and the night life. At the back of a stage there was a board that had the possible prized for those that participated.
[fancybox2]
First: One mandalorian ship of your choice (cannot be AT)
Second: One item or weapon of your choice (cannot be AT)
Third: A free tattoo at Koil's tattoo parlor
Fourth: A free night of drinking at the Charred Arch
Fifth: You get to order Koil to do one thing (within reason)
[/fancybox2]
The man was not completely sure how comfortable he was about the last one but shrugged and downed the last of his second drink. He was ready to cut loose and have a good time. A run of successful missions and much more he had to be thankful for. Soon great company would arrive and that was all he could ask for.
The Emperor was dead and there was a lot to celebrate. There was a turning point in the galactic politics and relations. Chaos and victory went hand in hand. The Mandalorian realized that he would not waste too much of his time ignoring the delights that life had to offer. Whether that was drink, music, adventure or other experiences he would not take them for granted.
Tonight much of the greater galaxy were celebrating the downfall of Darth Vrael, also known as Ozias Zameer-Drast. But some people, the Mandalorians and especially the members of Clan Solus, would be sure to celebrate in greater display since they had a direct hand in his death.
Archie say in a booth, curled up in a mile of coats various patrons had probably forgotten in their drunken stupors. The back of the bar and the bathroom had been cleaned up and repair. If this was Koil's first time in the establishment he would not have known that a galactic war had been waged on its inside after they had freed Hutt space of Imperial Hutta rule.
Already there were quite a few Mandalorians around. Burkhart was somewhere to be found in the back probably. Hopefully they would get to do the raffle Koil had planned for later. That would add to the fun. He sipped his second drink so far. The first he had imbibed while assisting the setup, the second was now helping him relax in anticipation for other people's arrival.
There were a some tables for pazak and sabac, there were screens for sports with subtitles on though the volumes were down. The lighting was dim to match the time outside and the night life. At the back of a stage there was a board that had the possible prized for those that participated.
[fancybox2]
First: One mandalorian ship of your choice (cannot be AT)
Second: One item or weapon of your choice (cannot be AT)
Third: A free tattoo at Koil's tattoo parlor
Fourth: A free night of drinking at the Charred Arch
Fifth: You get to order Koil to do one thing (within reason)
[/fancybox2]
The man was not completely sure how comfortable he was about the last one but shrugged and downed the last of his second drink. He was ready to cut loose and have a good time. A run of successful missions and much more he had to be thankful for. Soon great company would arrive and that was all he could ask for.