Kingsley
intergalactic bird of mystery
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>>> "Rrrraaaawk! Heard about a job, big shot gangster's lookin for recruits. If you're in the know, you've heard about the treasure fleets. Tribute convoys, they fly top secret routes from Corporate Sector space to the heart of the Sith Empire.
>>> Its the biggest payoff the galaxy's ever seen, gilded star destroyers with holds packed to the brim. Precious gems, priceless art, powerful relics. This would be the take of the millennium, more credits than you can, rrrrawk, possibly imagine!
>>> All we gotta do is take out a Sith fleet. Simple, right? You can see why its never been tried before. Brute forcing that kinda firepower would take every crew in the Rim. Crash and burn, except rumor is something's happening that's never happened before.
>>> The Sith lost contact with their latest convoy after some kinda freak nebula storm, and since then there's been no sign of em. Except my guy says he has the coordinates of the Radiant Despair, flagship of the lot! Says she's at the bottom of some ocean, can you believe that dren? Says it won't be long until the Empire wises up, figures out a way to track her down.
>>> Come to Void Station. Ask around for Little Yondu's chop shop. Tell them you're a friend of birds. This message will self destruct in five seconds. Just kidding, but seriously, delete this log."