Auction of the Century (OPEN - Black Sun Dominion of Nar Kreeta)

[Ashin Varanin]

Huntsman and Seydakin, the alchemical weapons of Master Seroth Ur-Rahn................ 200,000 + terentatek hide, claws, tusks, poison for both weapons @[member="Dak Canton"]

1 Gorgon web rifle................................................34,000 + one free bounty/merc job @[member="Dak Canton"]

1 AST-1 entrapment grenade launcher............................................25,000 @[member="Neskar A'toll"]

1 set Tusken Raider armor, with gaderffi stick...................................15,000 @[member="Olom Grihk"]

1 set Eol Sha Fireworm scale armor, once owned by Ashin Varanin.......1,010,000, two trained Nexu, three years' chow @[member="Ishiro Zambrano"]

1 Miri Farms ysalamir with nutrient cage harness................510,000 and a psychometry holocron @[member="Skye Mertaal"]

1 Jawa sandcrawler.......................................................................62,000 @Vex Tythion

1 Krayt dragon egg..........................................................................150k + a secure compound at Canaitith Mountain + five years' service from a S'kytri warrior bard @[member="Lucien Cordel"]

A date with Spencer Jacobs...........................................................3.8 million @[member="Alen Na'Varro"]

A Corusca gem from the personal collection of Master @[member="Lucien Cordel"]...................50,000, safe haven and extraction, and one Koensayr ship under 200 metres @[member="Domino"]

10kg of Bafforr tree pollen.............................................................160,000 @[member="Rave Merrill"]

A Force-dead blood sample (non-Vong)...........................................140,000 @[member="Mia Monroe"]

An arm of Circe Savan.....................2,000,000, Skira blueprints, two Wanga cruisers, two Azalus frigates, one free ship design @[member="Popo"]

1 unique Solace-class elite starfighter...............................................190,000 @Mr. Ash

1 squadron Dominus-class elite starfighters........................................1,500,000 @[member="Lord Daemos"]

Blueprints to the Pellaeon II(A) Star Destroyer..................................13.1m, 5% of Miri Farms, a tame vornskr, 3 ysalamiri with tanks, 1 squadron of Devastator fighters, plus two Immobilizer 418 cruisers and 12 Clawcraft @[member="Mia Monroe"]

Chain blaster belonging to Rayl Wilded....................................47k plus two TIE Interceptors @[member="Mia Monroe"]

Bantha rocket..............................One Hammer-B LAC. Inside the LAC, one large crate of nukes that shoot lasers. On the nukes that shoot lasers, one bantha-pelt rug. On the bantha-pelt rug, @[member="Rave Merrill"]

 

[Aran Finn]

Na'Varro noticed the conversation going on between @[member="Lord Daemos"] and @[member="Triam Akovin"] as he went for a drink himself, pouring himself a water. He wasn't drinking today, the Dark Jedi Master had decided to show some discipline and cut down on the booze. He was quitting smoking again, which was probably a smart move. Two days strong! And a life time to go. Alen grinned as he heard the topic of Spencer Jacobs get brought up, cutting in on the conversation.

"Actually, it's 3.8 million..." The bearded Force User winked at the pair. "And I'm not spending it on a date. It sucks that we can't all win, but hey ... I guess you can't always get what you want. Have a good time, now. Toodles."

Flashing double peace signs at the pair, Na'Varro wandered off to wait for the announcement. Sipping his water, he aimed to make excellent use of the 3.8 mil, if he won that is. That money would go towards improving his skillset and perfecting a particularly difficult Force power. A Force power that Spencer Jacobs had just happened to master.

 

[Nyxie]

And just like that, the galaxy was about to become one Hutt poorer....

 

[Matreya]

Pexim laughed, Zaiden wouldnt like that the armor had fallen into hands of someone else. He had bid high from the start, and lost. Now the winner would have to face a pissed Andolith Stealther. That was on them.

 

[Popo]

Popo slithered up to take his prize. A genuine plant person arm! He pulled a small, silver coin out of his armor and tossed it in his hand a bit, gauging his decision.

Carefully, he flipped the coin up in the air and caught it. Slapping it on the severed arm's palm, he saw it came up... heads. The massive Hutt nodded once at his newfound decision.

In a single move, he shoved the green tinted limb down his gullet where it was shredded in his throat. It finally came to rest in his massive gut where everything started to bubble slightly.

Popo now had mild indigestion.

 

[Seris Vant]

@[member="Domino"]

"Hey Domino, wha? Its very loud here. Hold on let me get back to the office"? Cypher fought through the throngs of people to get back to that nice quiet place he was before. Their conversation resumed when he cleared the bidding floor and made it to the hallway. Place was a frenzy when bidding was closing. "That's good to hear on the Banking Clan. And those miners, I uhh". Cypher checked his time keeper. it was a bit past the hour deadline he set. "I'm a bit late to dealing with them, but extra time on the grill can only do me better. I'm sure they're sweating a river". A laugh of confidence left him. "I'll call them now and get them dealt with, and I'll refrain from tanks but may resort to spec ops. Talk to you soon, in persona maybe. Latter". The line went dead between them. He felt a little flustered he forgot. He shouldn't have to have Domino mom on him though. Such as it was though she was a mentor to this position.

Time to talk to grizzled alien miner guy. Cypher ringed him up on the holo. "Well Mr Slandok. You've had more than ample time to reach a conclusion to my question. Even the Banking Clan was faster to agree than you. What is your decision"?

"The Miners Associations here have agreed it is in the best interest to work with Black Sun. Not like you have us a choice of course". Disgruntled still, but what can you do about that when you take over with hostile intent.

"Excellent. I'm sure we can have a healthy and profitable relationship. If not, I can give you a good severance package. But I hope you'd prefer to still run the mines. My associates will be by latter for wraping up the deal officially. Don't disapoint me Mr. Slandoc. Cypher out". Things went... as well as one could wish. Whether any problems unfolded in the future over grudges made today would be future Sun's problems. But a few miners couldn't do much once the iron grip was on Nar Kreeta.

 

[Lucien Cordel]

Lucien's assistant nodded pleased that her family was safe and would soon be considerably better off. She thought she had lost when the gentleman who styled himself a king bid 2 million, it seemed his graces offer was the more enticing she strolled over to the hutt who commanded the auction "His grace would appreciate if the seller of this item were to exercise discretion in telling anyone of this transaction, the seller may meet with his grace in their new compound these are the coordinates ..." She said punching the keys on her data pad the Hutt would receive an encrypted email with all the details.

The smaller of the two was looking over the offers, His grace had expressed a desire for a casino however Dominos offer edged slightly ahead and it was this one he chose informing the hutt in command and requesting rendezvous details from the buyer.

 

[Aedan Miles]

Aedan smirks lightly as he hears that Mia had one both the items she was aiming for that he knew about and he leaned back sighing lightly running a hand through his purple hair as he chuckles lightly to himself. It would appear that things went their way this time who knows about next time. As he pulled out a comlink and prepared to contact the shipyards for his ships to be delivered to the appropriate place. He also edited his manifest so that it showed the now current standing of ships he had use of.

 

[Skye Mertaal]

Well, she'd lost two of the items but at the very least she managed to get the ysalamiri in it's own harness. The Captain was sure to make all kinds of interesting comments about this one.

None the less, Skye moved forward to go through the final details and to state the delivery of the promised goods. The witch would have her work cut out for her. But considering the circumstances, she wouldn't mind.

 

[Cassus Akovin]

@[member="Alen Na'Varro"], @[member="Lord Daemos"]

"Isn't that how it works though? The last to bid gets-" She started to say before an Alen brought her a mild shock. "Uh, wai-what? You weren't the last to bid?" She said looking back at Deamos. "3.8, what the hell?" That kinda pissed her off a little. All that risk for nothing! It seemed like this guy was prepared to out bid everyone there to the point where no one could beat his price. Who jumps 1.5 million in credits at an auction? For a date no less... that he wasn't even going to use! That really spoiled her fun, it was much more hilarious when an idiot depraved man got the woman at a ludicrous price, it was a buzz kill some dude out did the depraved to release her of her services on a favor from her wife... kinda noble of her wife though.

Anyway, she furiously chased after the dude. She wanted to meet Jacobs damn it! "Hey wait, do I still get to shake her hand?" She called after him. Damn it, probably not. She was probably only a slightly bit non-professional right now, especially in front of a client. She decided that perhaps she'd go find someone else to bug, and might actually do something business like, even though she was technically on a medical vacation between Tournament of the Cauldron duels. The two opponents she was worried about most would be at the finals... or rather, one of them would be. One of them was an insane mentalist with a bunch of tricks up his sleeve while the other was pure telekinetic power.

Ashin was definitely hard, but she had a feeling she would have a much harder time with the next two possible opponents. Ashin had turned a new leaf, and she knew mercy and honor. One was a ruthless sith that literally didn't know how to emote beyond being pissed off, or horny, or sadistic. The other was a little less known to her, but she had a feeling he wouldn't allow her the privilege of touching him in anyway while he tore her mind apart irreparably. That called for new tech, and she had sort of an idea of what she wanted, but she needed an expert first.

First she would see if she could see Spencer, then she would somehow bump into @[member="Rave Merrill"] to see if she had any Terrenterek Hide or whatever it was.

 

[Alisha'ven]

"What is this poodoo?!" came the cursing in Huttese from the Hutt, while the protocol droid bumbled trying to translate, "Oh my, well His Greatness is most perturbed!"

"It's easy to understand boys," came Alisha'ven's coo, "Arceneau Trade now owns the majority, and as such, Miz Danger is more than able to assume the title of President for this Trade Commission... that is... if you vote right," There was no mistaking the underlying threat.

"So... considering Miz Arceneau's position.... I'd say ya'll should start considering who's side of bread ya'll be wanting to butter...."

Low murmurs came then. Oh if Alisha needed to make it any clearer that their vote would determine just how well their profit and business would run, well then, they were the worst kind of idiots and needed to be taken over hostility.

But slowly and surely, the votes began to come in. Even the Hutt saw reason.

 

[Domino]

The auction finished up while she was waiting and a dialog box popped up asking her to make a decision on one of the items. Before that though, she dropped the tab and checked what she'd bid on. And huh, she hadn't won anythi- no wait, one thing was still out, likely being thought over like she was the offers for the schematics. Some small hope then. Back to the notification then. Lots of nice things to choose from for those blue prints. Anywhere from 13 to 15 million, ships and droids, stock, even trade agreements and ysalamiri. That last drew her eye, she'd missed out on the one up for bid but now here were three... And the rest of that bid wasn't too shoddy either. A quick net search showed that Miri Farms was a mandalorian research company, not a big profiteer but still interesting, and @[member="Cypher"] could use those devastators as his personal fighter guard. Plus the Syndicate didn't really have any dedicated interdiction ships. Something to think of while looking at the other offers.

More money, a personal ship, and a pair of Tenloss ships. Not like she didn't already offer that service to ranking Sun members, not free though, but then this was anything but no matter the advertisement. Next was the highest credit bid, 13 of the creepiest droids she'd ever seen, and a laugh! Good one. Last up was the lowest bid cash-wise, but potentially the most profitable with discounted kolto on the table as well as a light freighter which, while nice was ultimately inconsequential, and a heavy frigate she'd never seen before. Really not anything they needed, the offer of an extraction and safe haven just brought a smirk. It was a near exact copy of her own bid on the Corusca gem; and Domino rather doubted that a single planetary government could protect her from any enemy that managed to uproot her. No, Mia had won this as tempting as that trade was. It could always be gotten later.

Cyper got back to her just as she made her decision, apparently there wouldn't be any further need to have her talk with the miners. Just as well, last time she tried negotiating with mining people ended with her flooding their tunnels with nitrogen after chasing them in. On the bright time at least now she could go sight-seeing while she waited for- buwip! On the bright side at least she could head straight over and pick up the gem she'd just won.

 

[Ishiro Zambrano]

For a fraction of a second a satisfied smile appeared on the man's face. He had won the armor he had gone for. His first auction and he won something. This was great for the young man. He had gained some experience, as well as lost some credits and two Nexus. There was a little fun story about why Ishiro had offered the Nexus. His cousin was fascinated with them and ordered two to be trained and given to him as pets. The cousin had a lot of fun with the two Nexus, until he decided to treat them like mindless beasts. Needless to say, it didn't end well for him and the Nexus were given to Ishiro as his pets. He didn't share the same fascination for the creatures and thus didn't have any interest in them except for fun attractions for tourists or guests. But enough of that, back to the important things. The young man transferred the credits from a secure account and sent a message to the Hutt, that the Nexu would be arriving in one to two days along with the supplies the man had promised. With that done, he left for his ship. The armor would be there at the same time he was. Once there, he only spent a minute or two preparing and then jumped back to a safer place.

 

[Alisha'ven]

T'wasn't long 'for Alisha'ven sent the message over to Danger; she was now the President of the Trade Council with majority rights. This would only be the start.

Within the coming week, those freshly bought trade station would be scattered about the system, this gateway world would be using ATC as not only their trading port of choice, but also as a secondary head of headquarters of the South System Bazaar, making it easier for businesses created out in the black to partake of the networking connections the Bazaar provided.

With this, a wealth of income would bless the economy, trade would go up as well as profit. Soon, Nar Kreeta would become a well oiled trading machine under Arceneau's hands.