An Open Invitation [Open to All]

[Garlen Zorabos]

It was a cold night in Ord Bostadus's Capital, in the poorer sections of the city, a small bar named the "Angry Acklay" stood dimly lit. Garlen walked through the doors of the bar, hooded, so none of his citizens would recognize him as the ruler they feared or loved. Garlen was here due to the fact he needed a job done and he sent out invitations to hundreds of bounty hunters, only the fiercest will reply. The invitation told the bounty hunters to come to this bar ten minutes from now. He ordered a shot of Bostadian Rum, a favorite here at the Angry Acklay. He sat in the right corner booth just as he said he would be and sat quietly in the dark bar.

 

[Novin Jackal]

Novin slowly shot his blaster, it ringing out across into the night sky. The body dropped to the ground slowly, "Another bounty done" Novin said as he disposed of the Evidence but cutting off one of the ring finger's to show evidence he did kill him, Suddenly in his helmet.

He got mail, He opened it looking at it. "Only the fiercest will reply" The piece of mail said, Pfft. DId Novin want to go to this? Maybe he'd be payed alot. So he decided to go, He knew the guy somewhat, And he had a good reputation, Novin slowly made his way to the bar, slowly walking in.

The drinker's casting fearful looks at Novin, As soon as Novin would take another step, they would shudder back, He slowly sighed and went up to the bartender and spoke, "I want a Tihaar" Novin said, The Bartender looked confused for a moment but got him his drink. Novin drank at it, It was a traditional Mandalorian drink.

He slowly spotted Garlen Zorabos in the back of the bar, acting quiet, He slowly walked up, "You said you wanted the Fiercest in your invitation, I think I'm more than fierce than any of the Bounty Hunter's that'll show up here. I think you'll only need me." Novin said as a bag from his waist dangled, It having a large blood stain on it. Once again his Mandalorian Cockiness getting the better of him.

"So, What did you want me here for, or us Bounty Hunter's here for" Novin said looking at Garlen his tall stature towering over him. Hopefully Novin's reputation was still held.

 

[Formorta]

"A new job hu, sounds fun" She listened to the entire message as she inspected her weapons. This new invitation was intriguing and interesting because of its open invite, she decided to see what it was about but kept a sense of caution. Her recent contracting with a major factions had left her with fewer choices in potential employers and she would have to be careful if this [member="Garlen Zorabos"] had connections to said factions. She arrived at the bar in hate impressed by the speed of her new star fighter and proceed to make a beeline for the place of meeting. Upon entering the bar she didn't see the employer first but [member="Novin Jackal"], "well is hes here than the employer must be the guy hes talking to, hes not the on for small talk, arguments yes, but chit chat, no. She made her way over to the two hearing the last part of Novins sentence

Bounty Hunter's here for"

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[Garlen Zorabos]

"Ah, the real Mandolorian good to see you again." Another bounty hunter seemed to be interested in his proposition as another dangerous looking person came towards the corner booth

"And who might you be?" He asked the woman who approached the two.

"Anyways sit! Please! Where are my manners?" He said inviting the two to sit.

"Now Novin I am quite familiar with you. As for you," He said looking towards the woman. "What can you do?"

[member="Formorta"]
[member="Novin Jackal"]

 

[Novin Jackal]

"Ah, the real Mandolorian good to see you again." Another bounty hunter seemed to be interested in his proposition as another dangerous looking person came towards the corner booth

Novin chuckled and sat across from Garlen seeing Formorta approach, He sighed before drinking at his alcohol beverage, The alcohol glazed and coated the back of his throat, he slowly swirled his glass, the ice inside moving around.

He listened to Garlen Zorabos he had taken a liking to him. "Now Novin I am quite familiar with you. As for you," He said looking towards the woman. "What can you do?" Novin grinned at the last part, he stared at his Mandalorian made armor, He had just spent another 250k On it, It was fully made out of Mandalorian Iron and Cortosis.
"Now Novin I am quite familiar with you. As for you," He said looking towards the woman. "What can you do?"

 

[Formorta]

"My name names Formorta, mercenary, assassin, bounty hunter, tracker" she replied to [member="Garlen Zorabos"] upon questioning how she was, "I don't expect you know me well, I try to remain that way, makes it easier to get away with certain... things that could damage my reputation". Her mecanary work an assassination missions would have made her the enemies of certain factions, and making sure no one knew she was responsible for it made easier to move around, without having to worry about a bounty on your head. "As for what you can do, you sent out a request for bounty hunters, I might not be as good as[member="Novin Jackal"] but I have certain..... skill he doesnt". She looked to her side at him as he chucked at the conversation "what's so funny?",