Debt Collector

[Cacak Tarn]

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The Undercity, Nar Shaddaa​

22:36​

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The Dirty Trout. The bar where Cacak and his crew spent most of their time nowadays. He might aswell had owned the place for the amount of credits that he's spent there - specifically on rum. Y'know... The Pirate's signature drink. Anyway - there's this guys he had a run in with a while ago - and this is the story of when he returned to collect his debt.

So - a few months prior to this - Cacak met a Storm Commando in imperial territory. Of course - he was in said territory illegally - as usual. In order to get himself out of the pains of an imperial prison, he offered the commando 10,000 Credits - but said that he would wire them to him once he got back to Nar Shaddaa. There's two problems there - one is the fact that the Storm Commando believed a pirate, and the other is the fact that Cacak didn't lie about where he was residing. Inevitably - the commando got angry and tracked Cacak down.

Now here we are.

Cacak and his crew were just sitting their - drinking their lives away as usual. Then he turned up.

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[MandaloreTheDark]

The commando wore a black poncho that covered his armor Well enough that he could blend with the rest of the population. His armor stood out from the rest of his brethren. Sleek in design, His helmet bore a Vader esque shape along with a red tinted visor. His arms were layered in weaponry, fitted with the latest technology of the empire which no one has seen before. Most would take as an assassin or some local bounty hunter. He used that to his advantage to get closer to that dirty pirate.
He hardly showed mercy, especially on criminals. He could've killed him on site, perhaps interrogated him in his cell to find where his contraband was hidden. Instead, he simply spared him and was persuaded by credits. The money meant very little to at this point...but it was the lie itself that angered him. It would be the last.
He began a hunt for this pirate and his kind. Turning up ond head after another till he reached one of the most crime infested regions, Nar Shaddaa.

He tracked him to this slummy bar. What scum, he thought as blended into the crowd. If the empire had this city, order would be brought down. He found the pirate sitting with the rest of his allies. He stood from his stool and moved towards his table. Placing two fingers on his helmet, he silently radio in for backup. He then removed his pistol from his holster, keeping it hidden underneath his poncho. He stood over one his drunken compatriots in disgust. Bearing his visor at him...then at the leader.

"Cacak Tarn...we have unfinished business."