It wasn’t too long ago that the Sith would never have had the funds to afford Apex. However, multiple Sith were working to expand their assets and network, and a nice amount of credits were funneling into the Order. His own recent exploits on Zygerria had allowed them to have an entire planet’s workforce dedicated to ramping up export trade for the Sith.
Azar had reached out to Apex to hire their services to go after Sith artifacts held by Crimson Dawn. His particular specialties were concerned with alchemy and artifacts, so it bothered him to see so many ancient Sith relics in the hands of some syndicate. He hoped with Apex’s help, he could obtain clearances and codes to infiltrate Crimson Dawn’s facilities and retrieve a stockpile of the stolen items.
The pureblood had acquired a cover attire to hide his pureblood identity. Though it looked ominous, he didn’t look remotely out of place on the station or most outer rim areas in the galaxy. Over the past six years or so, Azar had gotten quite savvy with picking up customs of the greater galaxy. He could easily navigate using different public transports, and his Basic was far more improved.
Azar stepped into the space station, making his way through the entertainment districts to get to the designated office. Apex had a reputation for neutrality and providing excellent service, and he only hoped Crimson Dawn hadn’t hired them to protect their stolen assets.
The pureblood kept his mask and hood on as he was led into a waiting area, and he took a seat to meet with his designated Apex agent.
@Mr. Teatime