Dear [member="Rave Merrill"]
My master seems to think you're the only one with the resources(aside from himself of course) to run this sort of company so I decided to contact you directly as it benefits me to be discreet. My name is unimportant, as I am not yet a galactic entity to be feared or a business mogul that claims a single digit claim in the galactic. I do not have credits, the hides of Terentateks, or Leviathans, or a great many things that would be valuable in a traditional corporate environment. What I do have is what my Master gave me, or rather, what he made me. You see I am not a natural creature, something born of the Force's will, but instead I am the creation of the one man who might be considered your superior, not to mention the only sentient he has created (at least to my knowledge). I have intelligence beyond that of a normal man, I can feel the emotions of others, even feed off their fears but I am not invincible. I cannot absorb blasterfire or stop a lightsaber with my skin as many other of my master's creations can. For this reason I would like to propose a deal. I will give you a vial of my blood, corrupted and altered as it was made, in return for one custom-sized Lotek'k Jacket(allowances must be made for my irregular figure). If that is not sufficient I understand as the Jacket is a high-priced and limited quantity item, but all I have to offer is myself, and as such our business will likely be concluded.
Awaiting your response,
Nyarl