He had never been to Onderon. Of this, Hutt was almost entirely certain, for the planet was disgustingly law-abiding, and over the course of his long life Nor’baal had little interest in the world. However, he was a politician now! No longer just a criminal, he was a Governor and a criminal, and such a lofty position required going to a world where there was no immediate fiscal benefit.
Onderon.
More like, Onderwrong!
<Ho! Ho! Ho!> Nor’baal laughed at his own incredible wit as he pored over his datapad from his throne inside the Glorious Jewel, his private yacht on approach to the world. Senator Cassian Graves, the incumbent Onderon representative's data was displayed on the pad, his speaking records, political history and media appearances. A little bit of preparation work for their forthcoming meeting.
<Cauekepetka. Du mah banka la doth koumi yanatke ai bu cuee siadi Pyke! Jeeska da apiua dah tah bo, Irvan, neu haku uba caiot catkhepauka doi twa koneaha, an in ting Meecooda kohcha koumhaptecee cay cuee ai wa boha pankoph yabee.> Nor’baal spoke to his Majordomo, as the ship lurched down into the atmosphere.
He was keen to make a formidable first impression, as this was one of the first private political visits he had undertaken as Governor of Kessel. In many ways he was a planetary Governor, and also the backchannel conduit to the Hutt families these days, and he needed to look the part.
And when it came to first impressions, the advice of his Majordomo, was paramount.