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*Your entry has earned 8 XP* Previously At Gradalla's fortress: Gradalla: Your men have seen that I captured Mick. I am putting him in one of my cells now. Gradalla: He will make fine entertainment for my Bull Rancor. Gradalla: And now to discuss my price. Imperial Officer Faust: Yes, yes. You will get your credits. Gradalla: Standard credits, none of your Imperial Credits. With the death of the Emperor those are worthless to me. Faust: I could book you for treason, but then where would our business partnership be? Yes, your credits will be Standard. Gradalla: Then you can be on your way. Faust: Ah, that leads me to the next matter we must discuss. I will be leaving a battalion of troops with you. I trust your services Gradalla, but I don't trust your greed. I don't want Mick being sold to other bidder after I'm gone. So my men will remain to ensure my credits were well spent when I hired you. Gradalla: This is outrageous! Faust: We could re-visit having you imprisoned for prison if you'd like. Gradalla seethes, but says nothing. Faust: No? That's what I thought. Faust leaves while Gradalla returns inside. Later that day, his Pau'an majordomo came to him with an intelligence report. Majordomo: Sire, my connections in the marketplace inform me that CorSec has discovered our involvement in capturing one of their own. They have a strike team which will likely try to storm the fortress soon. Shall I alert the guards? Gradalla looks at his Majordomo: Indeed, I think we may have just found a solution to our Imperial problem. Mick's team scouted the Fortress and decided to attack at dusk. They rushed in along the wall's edge to try to remain hidden from view as long as possible. While they crept in from the ground, there was a commotion on the walls. Gradalla's guards took out the Stormtroopers while they were distracted by CorSec's approach. Within view of the walkway now, Mick's team stopped short. Gradalla himself was waiting there for them! Gradalla: It would seem we have a mutual enemy. I know you're here to rescue Mick. And I have an Imperial garrison I need removed. We could all shoot at each other, but how about a deal? I'll call my men off. If you can take care of the Imperial troops Mick is free to go. You get your man and I get rid of the Empire. Do we have a deal? It wasn't ideal, but the choice was an easy one. Mick's team were let into the jail cell area and rushed the guards. Not expecting to be attacked by CorSec troops, the Stormtroopers were quickly overwhelmed. True to his word, Gradalla released Mick from his cell. Gradalla: I hope we can come to an understanding now. You have your man, I have my Fortress. I meant nothing personal by capturing your leader. Business is business you know. You are free to leave, but I would hurry. I expect the Imperials to be on your tail as soon as they realize what you've done to their troopers. Sari: You scum bag! You told the Imperials about us being here didn't you! Mick: No Sari, I appreciate your enthusiasm. But I suspect it's more due to the Imperial Office behind this, Faust. We've crossed paths before and he would go to a lot of trouble to make sure I don't make it off this planet. We should hurry.
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[Rom Mohc] If Agent An wanted you dead, you'd be dead. I take it as no coincidence that you received a non-fatal blow at point-blank range on the same planet with a newly operational cybernetics lab. But, these cybernetics are not cheap, nor are the localized holo projections you need to stay in business, as a shape-shifting assassin. [Zaz Sikari] Thank you Herr Mohc, your skills, provisions, and counsel are appreciated, and I will pay my debts. As for you, my greatest of friends... the debt I owe you surpasses anything that my meager bounties could offer. Please know that I will always draw my sword by your side. Commenor Bay by Ryan McBryde, on Flickr The wounded Clawdite assassin, Zaz Sikari, has little time to waste. He is lucky to be alive, but now must service a massive debt to the Xenovet corporation for his new cybernetics, as well as whatever it's going to cost to get a black market hologenerator around his new arm. Luckily his first target was an obvious one - a large bounty he had been avoiding because of the risk. The Hutt gangster was a protected guest of the Queen Mother, but his usual bodyguards were not welcome amongst Hapes's polite society so he was vulnerable to the unfamiliar faces of the monarch's private security. In the moonlit night within the capital's gardens, Zaz attacked... Hutt-Hapes by Ryan McBryde, on Flickr
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Hello, again, everyone! Shortly after completing my Micro Jedi Temple, I have created a Micro Jabba's Palace! This one sits at 164 pieces. Comments, criticisms, and etc. is allowed and encouraged. Please tell me what you think! Also, I request that this be indexed.
