Sly Chance
pure sabacc
"I prefer to work alone. No offense."
Captain Kyros leered at the motley assortment of outlaw scum assembled together at one table. In any other cantina their gathering might have seemed suspicious but this was the Stars' End where pirate gangs bumped elbows with Jedi monks and everyone kept an uneasy peace. Things felt even more crowded out on the edge of nowhere than usual. Earlier some locals had nearly come to blows with a crew of Tion Union radicals. According to the local information broker they were on Mek-Sha looking to purchase heavy weapons for a growing insurgency movement back in their home cluster.
"I'm afraid my benefactor insists," the ebon cowled figure raised a thin hand, "For this inconvenience and your professional discretion we are prepared to compensate each of you...most handsomely."
A few tables over laughter interrupted their negotiation. Sly glared at the gathering of Ossus Initiative volunteers just recently arrived. After escorting a refugee convoy of Scar World survivors to the station Captain Drake and his comrades were loudly exchanging a few tall tales about each of their efforts in thwarting some pirate attack. Shouts could be heard outside the bar from a few scav guilds clashing with station muscle over docking rights. Even more commotion from a high stakes sabacc game in back drowned everything else out once things got heated. When the duros smuggler tilted his wide brimmed hat crimson eyes burned through all these distractions.
"What's the cargo?" he asked.
With sleight of hand the shrouded humanoid produced a glittering red crystal gemstone. He inhaled sharply. More precious these days than aurodium or even spice. Kyber. Even a small cache of the Force attuned energy source was worth a fortune in credits on the black market. They were also extremely dangerous to simply possess. Sly finished his drink.
"Reckon my price just went up."
Captain Kyros leered at the motley assortment of outlaw scum assembled together at one table. In any other cantina their gathering might have seemed suspicious but this was the Stars' End where pirate gangs bumped elbows with Jedi monks and everyone kept an uneasy peace. Things felt even more crowded out on the edge of nowhere than usual. Earlier some locals had nearly come to blows with a crew of Tion Union radicals. According to the local information broker they were on Mek-Sha looking to purchase heavy weapons for a growing insurgency movement back in their home cluster.
"I'm afraid my benefactor insists," the ebon cowled figure raised a thin hand, "For this inconvenience and your professional discretion we are prepared to compensate each of you...most handsomely."
A few tables over laughter interrupted their negotiation. Sly glared at the gathering of Ossus Initiative volunteers just recently arrived. After escorting a refugee convoy of Scar World survivors to the station Captain Drake and his comrades were loudly exchanging a few tall tales about each of their efforts in thwarting some pirate attack. Shouts could be heard outside the bar from a few scav guilds clashing with station muscle over docking rights. Even more commotion from a high stakes sabacc game in back drowned everything else out once things got heated. When the duros smuggler tilted his wide brimmed hat crimson eyes burned through all these distractions.
"What's the cargo?" he asked.
With sleight of hand the shrouded humanoid produced a glittering red crystal gemstone. He inhaled sharply. More precious these days than aurodium or even spice. Kyber. Even a small cache of the Force attuned energy source was worth a fortune in credits on the black market. They were also extremely dangerous to simply possess. Sly finished his drink.
"Reckon my price just went up."
- Outlaws from across the Scar Worlds are recruited to smuggle a cache of corrupted kyber crystals into the Core Worlds. Someone has tipped off the Haxion Brood so retrieving the cargo from a nearby docking bay and escaping the station might not be as easy as it sounds.
- After another successful mission escorting desperate refugees to Mek-Sha the Ossus Initiative decides to enjoy some well earned shore leave. Share a few exaggerated stories about that last pirate attack and try not to make any trouble with the locals.
- Word on the station is the Tion Union is hanging out at Stars' End and they're looking to buy some guns. Whether you're motivated by profit or idealism, perhaps there's a deal to be made here.
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