Open to FS members and those who want to mingle with lowlifes and grab a free drink or two.
Nal Hutta was the perfect place to host a small criminal hangout. So, that's what Zargon did; invite anyone interested to small criminal hangout with little heads up to go easy on the drinks- They weren't cheap. The Scoundrel found himself a seat at the outdoor restaurant with a round table with enough seats to have about eight others, maybe more if they all squeezed together. The Five Syndicates had been a little quiet as of late, so Zargon was hoping to at least get to introduce himself to some of the more well known members.
Zakarri wanted to acquaint himself with just about anyone that showed a promising relationship as far as syndicate business went. But, he did have his preferences. The Hutt Cartel was nice and all, but Zak just never understood how to appease a Hutt in conversation- plus, they smelled horrendous. Crimson Dawn had a cool cloak and dagger thing going for them, and Zakarri was a huge nerd for ancient artifacts, so hopefully they'd make an appearance. Black Sun seemed like a cool group to hangout with, too, especially if Zargon could get one of those cool jackets the seemed to tote around. Zaa Fenn...? Maybe not. Zakarri was too young to mingle with the most wanted criminal organization in the galaxy just to wind up died. The Pykes were always hiring...but Zak never really liked drugs. Or slaves. Or the smell of wet dog.
Maybe today would be a good day, or maybe today would totally blow, but Z liked to think that he made his own luck. The rest of the galaxy is just gonna have to flip their own coins...
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