Rial's fighter dropped out of hyperspace in formation with the other fighters in his squadron followed shortly by one of his corvettes. He looked out into space at the moon they had come to see. "Nar Shadaa," he said quietly enough that his voice activated mic did not pick it up. The moon was a blot on galaxy and an utter disgrace, yet it was needed. He knew very few other places were he could find countless mercs all looking for jobs and very easily accessible.
It took only a few minutes to find a landing pad for his fighter, the rest of his squadron and his corvette would maintain position in space as backup. His next move was to find someplace were some high grades mercs would congregate and not just some standard cannon fodder. "I guess I might as well try the closest mercenary guild," Rial said looking for anything that might help him find a good location for high grades mercs since most cantinas had nothing more than a mass of highered muscle.
It took only a few minutes to find a landing pad for his fighter, the rest of his squadron and his corvette would maintain position in space as backup. His next move was to find someplace were some high grades mercs would congregate and not just some standard cannon fodder. "I guess I might as well try the closest mercenary guild," Rial said looking for anything that might help him find a good location for high grades mercs since most cantinas had nothing more than a mass of highered muscle.