Alexander Dregar
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Nynn walks down the tunnels of Sullust, clad in her armor. She had the proper permits for her weapons, ship, and business, paid off the right people, as well as kept away from most illegal activities. As such, she had the ability to move back and forth, between Imperial and Alliance space. Wars brought out people and most governments felt it was a good idea to let bounty hunters continue to do their thing and keep the criminal elements in check. Or that was the plan. Sadly, with the Mandalorian’s and Galactic Alliance no longer getting along, Nynn had no idea how much longer she could continue.
The Mandalorian had only a small hold out pistol for protection right now, she had to be careful what weapons she brought into the tunnels. While she cared little about what happened, she did care about her reputation. The GA gave her many good jobs and she wished to hold onto that as long as she could. While her ship’s supplies were replenished, Nynn was off to gather a few space electronic parts. You just couldn’t tell when one of the droids might break, so having extra parts was always a good thing.
Clank of her boots on the stone, the low lighting as she moves through the underground tunnels and into one of the local shops, the Mandalorian began to browse through the spare parts. Nynn hated the search for these things, but that was the way of the galaxy. Until she became so famous people just rushed to help her, she had to do things on her own.
The Mandalorian had only a small hold out pistol for protection right now, she had to be careful what weapons she brought into the tunnels. While she cared little about what happened, she did care about her reputation. The GA gave her many good jobs and she wished to hold onto that as long as she could. While her ship’s supplies were replenished, Nynn was off to gather a few space electronic parts. You just couldn’t tell when one of the droids might break, so having extra parts was always a good thing.
Clank of her boots on the stone, the low lighting as she moves through the underground tunnels and into one of the local shops, the Mandalorian began to browse through the spare parts. Nynn hated the search for these things, but that was the way of the galaxy. Until she became so famous people just rushed to help her, she had to do things on her own.