Nar Shaddaa, the smuggler's moon. That name never fit in Cid's mind, it was so much more. A Nexus of sin was perhaps a more apt term. The "surface levels" had the casinos and night clubs, a Glitterstim for the casual user. But go a little deeper however, and one starts to feel as much as see the ever increasing depravity. The hopeless milling about. Crime in all of it's basic forms. Drugs and flesh for sale on nearly every corner.
It's home, at least for the moment. The half Annfyn has been gone for a cycle, or maybe a little more. But, the slums remain the same. He'd made it back just days ago, fresh off the transport from an ISC correctional facility. A quick stop a stash locker across from the landing pad and he's back on the block, and back to the hustle of this life.
Board, and dressed in the usual casual attire to conceal what little he has in the verse currently. He decides to do a little fishing. EZPhone in his off hand, caf in the other. The sharp eared con man sets up across from a lift the leads to the surface levels and not far from one of Nor'baal Desilijic more popular casinos.
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