When one had plans as ambitious as Nor'baal the Hutt, it was important to ensure the people carrying them out were the best of the best. Therefore, the great Hutt had thrown on a series of fights between applicants for this particular job, the winner 'graduating' through to the final team. Sat at the ringside, flanked by heavy-set Gamorreans and a security droid with an attitude problem, Nor'baal chuckled to himself in a somewhat sadistic manner - he had forgotten ho much he enjoyed blood sports.
<Yabee bu dopa see uba cay dokoi wa dohopka bauicaka, du bu hhobela bkeua see Locay. Woy boya see nobata bahcola, nobata bkeciua, tee dooo bacaia, lwaa uba doth nyowkee biweoo bai wonwohana see fa, bu dopa see kuna kee boya ata mee whache wahkala, an wa vaamba-yopei.> he commanded, as the weapons where made available to his champions. Nor'baal stopped speaking, instead calling for refreshments to be brought over for himself.
After a few moments, his Majordomo stepped forward "His Excellency also reminds you that this is not a death fight. First blood, or the first to submit to the other, will serve my master needs sufficiently." he added, keen to ensure that his master didn't need to pay off any grieving relatives after this fight came to a grizzly end.
OOC - @ByakuyaXVMarkov @Charles