Having just delivered his large shipment of technology, Orrebus was ready to relax. He had earned four thousand credits from this job, so surely he could spare a few credits for a beverage. While the rates of legal jobs weren't nearly as large as his usual illegal jobs, he enjoyed having a break from the constant danger that he was typically in. Ansion wasn't a heavily populated or urbanized planet, but just like most planets, it was home to many cantinas that were very welcoming to travelers and tourists.
Orrebus pushed open the door as he walked into the cantina. He had seen busier places, but this cantina definitely wasn't empty. He walked up to the counter and said, "I'll take a Settov Hammer." The bartender quickly served him his drank, and he handed over some credits with his cold, metal hand. He walked over to an empty table and sat down. He began thinking about where he would head next and what adventures his jobs might take him on. Regardless, he knew his future would be anything but boring.
Orrebus pushed open the door as he walked into the cantina. He had seen busier places, but this cantina definitely wasn't empty. He walked up to the counter and said, "I'll take a Settov Hammer." The bartender quickly served him his drank, and he handed over some credits with his cold, metal hand. He walked over to an empty table and sat down. He began thinking about where he would head next and what adventures his jobs might take him on. Regardless, he knew his future would be anything but boring.