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Salis D'aar, Bakura, Wild Space
5:45 PM, Local Time
5:45 PM, Local Time
"Welcome to Silver Lining, what will it be," the gruff voiced Kurtzen bartender asked his newly arrived patron. Rane eyed the shelf stocked to the brim with various bottles of alcohol. He wordlessly pointed out a a square-shaped bottle filled with brown liquid, and the bartender poured a fifth of whiskey. He slid it to Rane, which in turn gave him the credits plus a tip. The bartender smiled happily then went back to cleaning glasses as Rane took a seat in one of the booths by the window. Though the sun was still hanging in the sky, the inner district's blue-white lights were still strong.
Rane had been called to Bakura by none other than the Grand Master himself. They agreed to meet at this bar, as Master Novan apparently had some official Jedi business to discuss with the Knight. It was strange, as Rane never pegged the Grand Master as a drinker. The stress of the position could warrant a turn to drinking, however.
The Knight sighed. If anything, this meeting was important. A few drinks followed by a speech, most likely. Rane couldn't help but feel a little on-edge, however. It wasn't everyday the leader of the Jedi called to talk.
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