smugglers alliance

Riggs had been a few years removed from any of his old contacts in the Smugglers' Alliance. Most of them had moved on, but many still found themselves running about the galaxy working for credits that were tuppence compared to the earnings they had made together. Sure the crews often ran...

OOC/ Let’s get this done! Kairon was bent over double in the Quintessence’s docking bay. He hadn’t been forced to run quite like that for months. In the end he’d dumped his air speeder a couple of clicks from the Tipsy Sailor and lost his CorSec pursuit on foot. Or at least he hoped he had...

[member="sabrina"] [member="Vhette"] Sanctuary was a quaint little place. It was far removed from the roiling strife and war that plagued the galaxy, yet still close to the beaten path as to be useful. It was here Colap had met Regor and the Galactic Liberation front. It was here Colap had set...

Rees pulled the cork from another bottle of red, leaving it to breathe on the side of his desk. Before him was a range of cheeses, breads and meats and half empty glass. He took a chunk of cheese, gripped his glass and leant back in his chair. As the Captain, he had the best room on the ship...

(Smugglers' Alliance Contract: Weapons Shipments) War was an ugly business. People died, families were broken, cities were destroyed, but sometimes it was necessary. Riggs had been a military man for so long that view was ingrained into the very core of his being. At times oppressive regimes...