The White Knight, who's current bounty on this planet would cover everything in this room ten-fold, strode into the auction late. He attempted to stay hidden near the back, so as not to be recognized as to who he was. He heard the sound of bidding wars. He'd just been given enough credits from Kylo The Hutt back on Tatooine to buy everything in the room. But Kylo wanted his ships.
"Just get em and get paid," He'd said. The White Knight usually dealt in more, deadly, matters. Working as a bounty-hunter not a bidder. But work was work and he was earning money. He found the air in the room quite refreshing, so he tightened up his gas mask a bit and strapped his jacket down a bit tighter. Making himself comfortable.
"I'll go ahead and put 1,000,000 credits on the Pathfinder and 800k on the Onoreimancer and Rassilon. Or am I bidding too low?" He asked, never having participated in an auction. He'd simply been told to 'Bid high' so he bid what he believed to be high. And even though he wore a hood, he liked the look of the hat that sat upon the stage-mans head.
"I'll also put 200k down on the hat," He smirked beneath his gas mask.