Breento nearly had a heart attack when he heard 250k "150k?!?" he said. "What did he do kidnap the chancellor?" After calming himself down he asked "How much of it do we get?" He said calmly, he turned his head and spoke again "How does 45 sound?"
"Cause if it some lonely hermit who keeps walking his dog on your lawn,then it could end me in a Hutt prison." He said,then turning to Tur and speaking again "It could end you in jail as well."
"Sounds good,but whats in it for us?" He said "How much are you willing to pay for this job?" He scratched his muzzle and stopped flying for a second to sit down and rest his wings.
"Neither is mine, human. I trust you know what happens when you stall a Toydarian." At this he gave a playful smile and a chuckle to signify that he was joking. He then turned to Lynel and said "I am a slicer by nature, thats why the Hutts have kept me alive for so long. I hope you find this...
Breento attempted to dodge the incoming shots by barrel rolling to the left. He kept the vibro-blade ready, he was prepared to take on any attack made by his opponent. He got onto his knees and crawled over to a cover wall he laid an infantry mine behind him and covered it with a smoke bomb...
"Hey hey hey! I used to work for him! He was a starship captain, I used to be his gunner, then I was separated from him. I want to know how to find him." He said quickly fearing the twi'lek would pull the trigger and end his life. He continued "I only worked for him for about a couple months...
"Sure Tur." Breento said with a smile, "Finally" he thought "Someone I can finally trust in this crazy galaxy." He paid the barkeep and followed Tur out of the bar.
"Wonder what that human meant by associate, and by the way do you happen to know a man named Vigo?"
Name: Breento Korfix
Skills:Slicing,flying, marksmanship.
Brief History:Has some hunting experience due to working for the Hutts
Link:http://www.thestarwarsrp.com/forum/showthread.php?t=28255
"I am good with her ship." Breento said, then looked at Tur noticing her looking at the merc and realized what she was looking for. He then began to feel a bit nervous. He said "Would you care for a drink my good man?" Hopefully if he did have a gun the drink would slur his aim.
Tyrant waited for his master, he passed the time by practicing drawing his lightsabre and using holograms for practice, he kept on using the same template;A constable, like the ones who had taken him down from his under aged throne as King of the Orphans, which was his code-namesake.
"When will...