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Oh dear again, it was starting to get violent as the Jedi attempted to detain the two original men trying to leave with the now legless Sith. The Ranger gave him a request, though, and he would fulfill it to the letter. He held no allegiance to this woman and many other Sith would chafe at being...

Well, it seemed his story hadn't gotten him any worse trouble. He wouldn't sigh easily yet, though, as the questions hadn't ended. And were they trying to take the Sith away, with those other two stopping them? And they seemed to be Jedi, oh dear. He hadn't been using the Force, besides that...

A questioning? Well, Jacob would take it gladly instead of more fighting, at the moment. He took a moment to collect his thoughts and memories of what had happened in the bar, as well as thinking on just how much information he wanted to give. There was one part that may make him look...

Jacob had been about to respond to the two men when a few newcomers entered the bar. One he recognized, at least the armor and insignia, from the Sector Ranger holonet broadcasts. He didn't know if the two others she had entered with were with her, but he wasn't going to take that chance. He...

It wasn't every day that one saw a person's leg get blown clean off. It seemed the Mandalorian REALLY hadn't liked that man, and drawing a lightsaber like that? In a bar on a planet like this, rife with gangsters from the Five Syndicates? That was an easy bounty for them to turn in, now, and the...

All of this had happened while Jacob was getting their drinks. He wouldn't be so stupid as to try to insert himself in an obvious gunfight, even if it were one-sided. He held on to both the beer and fire whisky, any sudden moves or reaching across the table seeming like a very bad idea. He...

Jacob could tell that the other man, obviously a Sith as well, annoyed the two that he himself had rudely interrupted just moments ago. However, they had accepted his offer for a drink, so he went over to the bar to get their orders. One full beer for the Mandalorian and the best Fire Whiskey...

What ill luck, to have a minor diagnostic problem with one's ship in an unsavory place like this planet. Still, such things couldn't be helped, and while he knew he was being gouged on the price for repair, he didn't have much choice. To wait, Jacob entered the Cantina wearing his field...