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Many would have thought he Jedan had hit rock bottom; should they see him now, sat at some sort of dingy bar (@Jay Lor) on the forest floor of Kashyyyk, probably one of the most dangerous places in the Galaxy. The bar itself was spread across two floors, the ground being one a traditional ale house; able to accommodate a Hutt (@Pulsar) should they chose to be in residence, whilst the top floor was occupied by a collection of lounges, and wood paneled offices; one of which was occupied by Jedan himself.
He was filling rather chipped to be honest, a fire roaring in the corner (despite the risks of a fire in a wooden building) his CEC-SR propped up against the wall, a bandoleer of ammunition, and a belt of no less that three knives around his chest, a his beloved ‘Jenny’ Pistol on his side. Pouring over the manifests for the past couple of days, Jedan was beginning to see why people risked the forest floor of Kashyyyk in the first place. Getting out of his chair, he plucked up his weapon and walked out of the room, ignoring the motley gathering of overpaid contractors downstairs, he stepped out into the camp proper.
Surrounded by a high wall, with a warehouse at one side, and a ship pad serving as its roof, four watch towers stood in each corner of the camp, cages filled with Wookiee Slaves and Exotic Beasts lining what room remained. The almighty credit, he remarked to himself, the true reason anyone comes to this god-forsaken world. Looking around, he checked to see if any other colleagues had elected to join him today, pulling his coat a little tighter over his modular Armour, he was ready for the coming hunt.
OOC - Open to all Corporate Alliance members as our final whizz-bang as we step out. @Captain Hook @EmilyHuene and @Taz @The Living Daylights and @Meckabro. This is also open to indies wishing to make some money, and I shall keep this going for as long as we can, cos...well...its a pretty cool idea.
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