Via Dolorosa
Amans In Tenebris
The Sith Lady stood on the bridge of her Wyyrlok-Class Star Destroyer, Meshuga, with her hands interlocked behind her back looking down at the assortment of bounty hunters. She was amazed how quickly they flocked here when the mention of credits ringed like bells in their ears. She detested bounty hunters for their greed, but also knew they were a necessity. Financially speaking, it was far cheaper to employ a few bounty hunters to scour the galaxy for one individual than wasting precious Sith resources in attempt to achieve the same outcome. And if a bounty hunter died while trying to apprehend or kill their quarry, that was one less greedy shutta in the galaxy.
"Ladies and gentlemen," she began addressing both genders. With the armour and helmets some of them were employing it was difficult to differentiate between the two. "Your services has been required to hunt down a Jedi. [member="Venris Helion"] is his name and that is all you need to know."
Through the Force she could feel their excitement rising. Bounty hunters, especially the grand ones, enjoyed hunting Force users like Jedi and Sith. It was the greatest challenge in their eyes, or so she had been told by the three she killed years ago who foolishly tried to claim the now void bounty on her.
"You are free to use any methods at your disposal. The terms are such." She saw the shift in their body language in anticipation of the monetary value. "The Sith will pay one-hundred thousand credits if brought back alive and fifty thousand if brought back dead. If the latter occurs, we only desire the Jedi's head as proof of completion. Information as to his recent whereabouts and his appearance will be uploaded to your ships."
She turned around walking away from them. The brief time spent in their presence was enough for her to endure for a lifetime.
[member="Ray Valerio"]