Corvis
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I slid into the backroom of the cantina, just like I had so many before it. Smoothing out my militaristic uniform, I took a deep breath as a I surveyed the motley group gathering within. Idealists, thrill seeking youth, former soldiers, and a few political opportunists, I repress a sigh. This meeting was like so many he had called his tour of Republic space. And with luck, these sapients, and others like them would be my army. Inspiring, I mused sarcastically.
I paused, scanning the room long enough to garner their undivided attention. “I'd like to thank you all for coming here this evening. I trust you all know while we're here, so I'll begin by introducing myself. My name is Sivric Nioro, I grew up in a privileged district on Corellia. My family has been in the rudic business for generations, and we've never wanted for money.” I paused, inwardly smiling as he noted the confusion growing on his audiences' faces. “I'm telling you this to make one thing clear. I'm not doing this out of a desire for revenge, the Hutt's have done nothing to harm me. I'm also not doing it out of a desire for money, I already have more than I know what to do with. I'm doing this because it's right.” I smiled, weaving the spell I'd practiced so many times before.
“The Republic tried, I can't deny them that. But I, for one, can't help but wonder if these past four years of peace was a mistake.” I held my hands up as if to forestall an argument, “I know, I know it was necessary for the public face of the war. The Republic had to rebuild it's traditional forces, but by the same token they wasted a golden opportunity. While the Hutts were busy fighting amongst themselves, agents should have been behind the blockades, fermenting rebellion and sowing dissent without the Hutt populace. Instead, they sat on their laurels, and now the Hutt Empire is united once more.”
I paused, letting the seriousness of the situation sink in as a keyed a remote in my pocket, causing the table's holoprojector to display a tactical readout of the Hutt's Civil War. “Tensions are rising again. It won't be long before the Republic and the Hutts fall into open war again. What I propose to do is to take a small fleet within the Hutt borders, and disrupt them from within. I have, at my own personal expense, already assembled the fleet and the materiel we will need. I have the expertise, I've spent the last twenty years of my life fighting pirates and mercenaries who would assault my family's holdings.” I leaned back from the table, taking time to stare each and every one of them in the eye. “The one thing I still need are people. Sapients willing to risk all for a chance to strike a blow against tyranny in this galaxy.”
He keyed off the holoprojector, leaving the would-be recruits in darkness. “If you will answer my call, put affairs in order tonight. I would have you gather, at my ship in docking by Cresh-42.” I nodded to the group, and stepped back out into the cantina. I allowed myself a small smirk, as I listened to the crisp, precise sound of my footsteps clacking down the walkway. They wouldn't all come, but enough would. And then, he would take the fight to the Hutts.
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