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The Mandalorian leader Jhia Truahl had guided me here. A shady bar in Oba Diah City. Although this place looked sophisticated and inviting, the atmosphere was strangely quiet and very tense. The floors were sticky, and the service was slow. I guess that’s expected with Quarren.
Shakka eavesdropped on the conversation from the corner of the room, an admiral and an officer joked and laughed, so much so one snorted like a Gamorrean, a vile man.
Suddenly, almost as if all other sounds stopped, I clearly heard the name I was searching for - UniStar. I was on the right path to find out what causing the disappearances of all those innocent people.
“Its as easy as that” sniggered the Admiral. “We allow them to move their 'cargo' without question, they pay a premium and we also get to offload the faulty probe droids at an extortionate rate. They paid 120,000 credits just to drop some caches on Hoth!”.
Corruption at its finest.
Shakka has discovered all she could, it was soon closing time and she didn’t want to get stuck talking to drunks outside, especially Pykes.
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GM / Faction Leader of ARGO Industries
I've been reading them out of order, but it's nice to see how you've kept the consistency of your story!