Reine Bisset
Darth Pythia
Nal Hutta
It was a dirty, unkempt, nasty, muddy, swampy, smelly, and generally disgusting place to be. Unfortunately, it was also the only place to go when one wanted things that weren't normally available to the general public.
Reine had managed to slip onto the planet through a interplanetary transport and made it into the heart of the slums there. Here, everything had a price. You wanted spice? They sold it. Slaves? There was a vendor. Weapons? Mercenaries? Pleasurable company? Someone on the planet sold it. What could a world of inglorious markets offer to an amazonian, red-headed Miralukan?
Apparently ceaseless questions of price and catcalls almost everywhere she went. She'd resorted to buying a long, enveloping garb that covered her from floor to head from sight. It even covered her face entirely, though it smelled horrible. That said, she wasn't sure if that was the robe or the planet at this point. Either way, she didn't need to see with her eyes as she had none. The cloth didn't prevent her Force Sight from letting her view her surroundings, and so she walked with ease.
She was here for one reason and one reason only: ancient Sith artifacts. Fortunately, she'd come to the right place. If Nal Hutta didn't have someone who sold them, there were none in the galaxy who did.
It was a dirty, unkempt, nasty, muddy, swampy, smelly, and generally disgusting place to be. Unfortunately, it was also the only place to go when one wanted things that weren't normally available to the general public.
Reine had managed to slip onto the planet through a interplanetary transport and made it into the heart of the slums there. Here, everything had a price. You wanted spice? They sold it. Slaves? There was a vendor. Weapons? Mercenaries? Pleasurable company? Someone on the planet sold it. What could a world of inglorious markets offer to an amazonian, red-headed Miralukan?
Apparently ceaseless questions of price and catcalls almost everywhere she went. She'd resorted to buying a long, enveloping garb that covered her from floor to head from sight. It even covered her face entirely, though it smelled horrible. That said, she wasn't sure if that was the robe or the planet at this point. Either way, she didn't need to see with her eyes as she had none. The cloth didn't prevent her Force Sight from letting her view her surroundings, and so she walked with ease.
She was here for one reason and one reason only: ancient Sith artifacts. Fortunately, she'd come to the right place. If Nal Hutta didn't have someone who sold them, there were none in the galaxy who did.