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Cassus walked down one of the crowded lower level streets of Coruscant. Vendors were everywhere, trying to sell whatever piece of garbage they could manage to the residents of this not-so-spiffy section of the city-planet. Equipped in full gear, Cassus was about as inconspicuous as a rancor in a herd of nerfs. Passers by eyed him up and down, trying to figure out what the hell he was doing there.
The answer was that a particularly pricy bounty had been placed on a captured Hutt admiral, a bounty so pricy that Cassus was willing to drop everything else he had been doing to get it done. The only problem was that the admiral was a prisoner of war, and would most likely be held at one of the Republic’s highest security middle-of-nowhere prisons. That didn’t quite bother him though, he enjoyed a challenge. Continuing down the street, he noticed a fat looking Neimoidian selling Bantha burgers.
“Ey fatty, gimme one of those big ones with extra cheese and tomato, and if you manage to make it taste like something other than shit, I might actually pay you.”, said Cassus.
The vendor gave Cassus a dirty look, and grabbed one of the largest slabs of meat and assembled it as requested. He wrapped it in a paper wrapper and placed it in a white paper bag, and handed it to Cassus. “That’s 4 creds.” Cassus reached into one of the pockets on his belt and pulled out a credit chip, and tossed it onto the kiosk. Taking his food and leaving, he found a small tagged up table in the corner of what could be described as the market. Setting his food down and opening it, Cassus reached down also to his side and grabbed his datapad. After he got past how crappy his burger tasted, he began to look through the holonet for leads on this Poknor Tiwsferum. It wasn’t hard to find anything on him really, he was all over the Republic news feeds. ‘Captured war criminal to face trial!’, ‘Man responsible for massacre to be held accountable’, ‘Likely to be executed by hanging’. Seemed a bit harsh, even for the Republic.
After looking through the news articles, Cassus started to think about where Poknor could be being held. He would have to be at a max security prison, and would likely be being held deep within Republic space. That narrowed it down quite a bit, there were only 3 or 4 such prisons this far in Republic space, that he knew of.
He needed a lead though. Some kind of information that could get him started, something that could help him find which prison he was at. He started sending out messages to all of his contacts, even the less than reputable ones, whom he knew were in the area, to see if he could find anything.
The answer was that a particularly pricy bounty had been placed on a captured Hutt admiral, a bounty so pricy that Cassus was willing to drop everything else he had been doing to get it done. The only problem was that the admiral was a prisoner of war, and would most likely be held at one of the Republic’s highest security middle-of-nowhere prisons. That didn’t quite bother him though, he enjoyed a challenge. Continuing down the street, he noticed a fat looking Neimoidian selling Bantha burgers.
“Ey fatty, gimme one of those big ones with extra cheese and tomato, and if you manage to make it taste like something other than shit, I might actually pay you.”, said Cassus.
The vendor gave Cassus a dirty look, and grabbed one of the largest slabs of meat and assembled it as requested. He wrapped it in a paper wrapper and placed it in a white paper bag, and handed it to Cassus. “That’s 4 creds.” Cassus reached into one of the pockets on his belt and pulled out a credit chip, and tossed it onto the kiosk. Taking his food and leaving, he found a small tagged up table in the corner of what could be described as the market. Setting his food down and opening it, Cassus reached down also to his side and grabbed his datapad. After he got past how crappy his burger tasted, he began to look through the holonet for leads on this Poknor Tiwsferum. It wasn’t hard to find anything on him really, he was all over the Republic news feeds. ‘Captured war criminal to face trial!’, ‘Man responsible for massacre to be held accountable’, ‘Likely to be executed by hanging’. Seemed a bit harsh, even for the Republic.
After looking through the news articles, Cassus started to think about where Poknor could be being held. He would have to be at a max security prison, and would likely be being held deep within Republic space. That narrowed it down quite a bit, there were only 3 or 4 such prisons this far in Republic space, that he knew of.
He needed a lead though. Some kind of information that could get him started, something that could help him find which prison he was at. He started sending out messages to all of his contacts, even the less than reputable ones, whom he knew were in the area, to see if he could find anything.
