The Holocron Auction

[Marcus Faust]

Lot C: My own services, as well as any of my apprentices. It wasn't much, but it was what he had, oh yes, and there was the fact he could pass control of his fathers bank over to the man, and several lightsabers. Just for fun.

 

[Sven Talith]

Sven perked up an eyebrow as the bets rolled in for the darkstaff. These people were throwing an outlandish amount of money at this auction, in fact he was surprised that entire countries werent bidding on this particular items. He frowned slightly, and realized that if he was going to get the staff he would have to add to his bid.

Slowly he thought about what he had to offer. Of course when Moridin had died Sven had inherited trillions of credits along with every estate Moridin had ever owned and thousands of Sith Artifacts. None of this however he was willing to part with, mostly because Sable would impale him and leave him for dead. The thought of that made him smirk slightly, unable to help it. He would have to add something from his own collection. With a smile he keyed in adding to his own bid. In comparison to the grandiose bids of his competitors Sven's seemed incredibly small, though they of course had their own purpose.

“Lot D:Sample of Force Dead Human Blood, A pack of the SithSpawn known as Serin, Former Grandmaster Teferi Efreet's Lightsaber.”

These were things that Sven had inherited, things that he had kept to himself and things he had absolutely no need for. The Sithspawn could be converted to serve a new master, just needed a new artifact. He shrugged, if it was enough it was enough, if not, the DarkStaff could be retrieved in other ways.

 

[Nisha Decrilla]

Anaya narrowed her eyes at Tyri as she carefully reconsidered her bid. Though before she could offer anything Zaiden spoke up once more. "You would go bankrupt, you fool." she shook her head.

45% share of Apoleia Inc. (including a 45% of all profits)
One years free entry to any Apoleia bar with a years free tab for the seller and the auctioneer
1 vial of Trihexalon
Three personal favours for the seller
1 aleph-class fighter

"Eat poodoo and die." she muttered under her breath, despite the sweet smile on her face.

 

[Sargon Vynea]

Leaning back Sargon went over the possible options in a trade venue. Some of these people were dropping an awfully lot of fire power in only god knows who's hands. Where had all these items come from, and who had managed to get their hands on everything. There were more questions here then he actually was comfortable with, and he simply wasn't willing to massively arm an unknown agent with Fringe weapons. So he offered the only card he personally had, and to some it would be useless. To the right person though it was solid gold.

Lot F Refuge, and transport to said refuge at time of buyers convenience​

 

[Lex-El]

He shook his head, a bank huh?

For Lot C: I'm upping it to 25% of Tarascii explosives along with lifetime shipments for any orders you need. As well as 200 Tartoros Walkers along with any weapons you need for custom loadouts, and any future weapons we design for said construct. As well as two Pathfinder vessels that I personally purchased for myself. I also will give you the coordinates of a Tulak Hord Star Destroyer that rests in Fringe space that was left alone after abandoning the faction.

 

[Onrai]

Lot F: A fully restored Acclamator-class Assault Ship, complete with parts and free repairs.

 

[Darth Metus]

Tyri was about to make the offer of the day. Worth trillions of credits...@[member="Velok"] was going to walk away with an army,

For the Darkstaff
-35% of Czerka Arms
-20% of monthly profits
-350,000 of each canon Czerka Arms products
-100,000 of each SWRP Czerka Arms products
-Custom Orders, for free, for life
-A series of assassin droids, exclusively designed for the purposes and specifications of the auctioneer. Never to be sold on the own market, exclusive to the auctioneer.
-Access to Czerka's mercenary contacts
-Full payment for any mercenary hired from Czerka Arms' contacts

That's right, he was offering an army of mercenaries, droids, weapons, and lots and lots of credits.

 

[Korran Halcyon]

Daritha watched the auction quietly. At least for a time. What he viewed was madness. Huge, absurd, gratuitous amounts of money was put into these items it was just absurd. Trillions upon trillions. Genuinely. Daritha had no idea how any of these people had this kind of cash flow to spend. People were posting up parts of companies now that he was sure the existing other owners would not be down for having spent like that. What corporation had one individual that could make moves like this. Insanity. He could not even believe it.

But he watched on. And finally. He had had enough. "I BID HALF THE GALAXY! ITS PEOPLE! ITS MONEY! AND EVERYTHING THAT IT CONTAINS! JUST PICK TWO QUADRANTS AND THEY ARE YOURS!"

 

[Jsc]

With her best Kanye face a new arrival smirked at Daritha,

"Imma let you finish but... Word, yo."

 

[Domino]

It was quite interesting how the bidder's name appeared next to their offer, it really let others know exactly who they should deal with behind the scenes. Imitation may be the highest form of flattery Grand Marshal, but in this case it's getting rather annoying. Just how much can you spend on a single item before your own people start calling into question your sanity for giving an anonymous person a private fleet of your ships? She asked into his mind. They were allies and she'd promised to be nice, so she just left it at that. Threats didn't work between the two of them, they both knew that. And while she was bidding she might as well have fun with the other lots.

Lot B: The holocron of Adas - Physical upkeep and maintenance on a Phoenix class destroyer for life and a mix of 48 fighters/bombers to be the ship's compliment.
Schematics for and assistance in constructing an adegan crystal cloaking device.
x2 Isumaru Refueling ships
A favor to be determined.
A military model clone of Razelle Breuner. (Well worth everything that had been offered before and then some.)
Lot A: The holocron of Xo'Xaan - A kiss, her choice of where.
Lot F: The Robe of Aleema Keto - A racey holo still of her wearing the robe.
Lot D: The Darkstaff, re-forged by three master alchemists - One of the three Black Sun black ropostm

Raz really was going to kill her if she won any of these...

 

[Lex-El]

He looked over at the troll looking thing who was rambling on and on, yet had nothing constructive to say.

 

[Onrai]

For Lot D(The Darkstaff):

50% of the land on Serpena, replete with mineral and resource rights, along with construction subsidies to let the seller build whatever they wish on the planet. They will also have access to the planet's orbital spaceyards to repair and refurbish whatever ships they acquire.
And a fully restored Venator.

 

[Korran Halcyon]

Daritha leaned back with a smirk on his face. He watched their pitiful bets. Surely he had won the auction.

He was even willing to throw in some Daritha Watches.

 

[Soliath Devin Talith]

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