Ordalos Villa || Indupar, Mid Rim
It had taken some time to arrange this meeting. No thanks to Nor'baal, no less.
The slimy slug had lied to the Consortium while he was their Governor of Kessel. Now the Hutt Cartel had lost its key supplier of spice and it was up to Mordeth to rectify it and and spurn her rival, if she could. The Hutt daimyo rarely took meetings away from her businesses on Ord Mantell and Mon Cala. She preferred it when engaging with potential business partners on her own turf, but when she had received the signal that her request for a meeting was granted at the Ordalos Estate on Indupar, she decided to make an exception.
The villa was beautiful. On Hutta, Hutts of consequence were given the rights to build their own castles. But it was Hutta. The best view there was a swamp. If you were lucky as a Hutt, you got a palace with a nice view of a junkyard. Everything on Indupar was lush and green, and the villa sat amidst folding rivers and waterfalls. She had to remind herself to by herself something like it one day, when she wasn't running from one corner of the galaxy to the next meeting important potential clients.
«Sonpa che baplamka mah cah bai manpanh, Masonka Ordalos,» Mordeth said when she was allowed inside. She had come unarmed in the spirit of hoping to have a peaceful negotiation. «Che Yih, fa doth pikee bai hhoph wa kotky bai wa sanog che twa lotkoca. Jee gee koose uba tah du heee bauparai.»
She produced a small vial of men's perfume sat neatly within the folds of an opulent pillow. «Dobra bace see abaha. Tah bo ah bankepie dhiuox'a. Jemsin, woy doi wa phatpola du Mon Cala baa alaon. Ree bankepie lee chalya bu tam hhosaba. Jee dotmay kuna kee boonowa juju bahaca peee ji muna peee Jee gee.» @Altaris