[P15 - Kyrska - PK] A Farmer's Tale Part 3: A Splash of Hope

As usual, it is a busy day at the Oasis Cantina. The cantina is a popular destination for Kyrskan citizens and offworld visitors alike, known for its colorful aesthetic, friendly staff, and delicious beverages.

"Another!" shouts a Mon Calamari customer, waving his glass, as the wheeled serving droid hurries over. Two tourists sit at an adjacent table, muttering about the recent pirate attacks ruining their honeymoon.

At the bar, a familiar Nikto gulps down a Corellian Hyperbomb, his third. The bartender is considering cutting him off.

"Those blasted... hic... pirates. I'll... hic... kill them... or die trying."

The Pantoran seated next to him points at the TVs over the bar. An announcement from the Protectorate has appeared on the screens. "We Want You: Protectorate Alien Recruitment Initiative", he reads.

"So, whaddaya think? You gonna join up, get your revenge on those pirates?"

Zordo stares into his glass. What other option does he have? If he went after the silver-eyed captain himself, he would surely die. But with the military might of the Protectorate behind him... maybe he would have a chance.

"Hic... yeah."

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