Eithni Vala Stark
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It was a pretty regular day for the people that lived in the upper levels of Taris, shopowners would open their shop for the day and people slowly started to fill the streets. City police kept order and managed to stop a speeding couple. A few Mandalorian was even present on the streets, but that wasn't very strange and they looked more like some that were on a holiday than actually ready to conquering anything.
However, the further down one went on Taris, the daily life of the citizens would change drastically as the people got poorer. Also, gangs started to get more and more dominating, the further down you went. It was also more common to witness murder happen on the street where gangs ruled.
Around midway from the top level of Taris, to the lowest level, was an unusually high number of Bounty Hunters and scums in the rough bar, who saw to earn some good credits from a specific bounty. It was a local bounty, why not many knew about it, other than those that were on Taris and checked a bounty board.
The bounty, placed there by the local security of the sector, told of a monster, a shadow, something that haunts a warehouse. The bounty also states that whatever is haunting the warehouse is highly dangerous and those that wished to take on the bounty, must sign that the local security force, wasn't responsible for whatever that was to happen to whoever took the bounty.
As a side note, with small letters, "death is possible". Captured and brought back alive would earn the person a large amount of credits, and captured and brought back dead, would earn half the promised amount.
The doors opened to the undercity bar that the bounty was posted and a young man entered, dashing for the barkeeper and ordered a drink. Or he tried to, stuttering and shaking as if he had been through a nightmarish situation. A couple of local residents off to the side of the bar, exchanged money, as it seemed they had betted on whether or not the young man would have survived and returned.
The young man acted very skittishly, always looking around him with his eyes as if trying look for something that might jump him or worse, followed him. A rough-looking bounty hunter, a human, rose from his seat, paid for his drink and exited the bar, while everyone around in the bar, started to bet for whether he would return with the bounty or die and never return.
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