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Rotoksa Ridge Grand Lodge, Saki
Kree-Vos hardly noticed the chill in the air as he leaned against the railing overlooking the Rotoksa Ridge Grand Lodge from the moutainside, curiously studying the enormous stone and timber building that Saki’s greatest hunters called home. He watched quietly, unphased by the cold of the Valley’s mouth, as travelers and pilgrims alike milled around the Ridgetown streets, bargaining at the various merchant stalls for weapons, armors, and provisions, and trading boastful tales at the many cantinas and watering holes that catered to those with hopes to join the ranks of the esteemed organization. Looking across the busy streets towards Ridgetown Square, his eyes fell on the towering spire that served as the headquarters for the Bounty Hunters Guild, and beyond it the landing fields where shuttles came and went through all hours of the day.
Tentatively, Kree-Vos averted his eyes to focus on the datapad he had previously forgotten he held precariously over the 100 meter drop from the railing. He rubbed a thumb to clear the frost that had begun to form on its screen, revealing the bold letters reading “Republic Peacekeeping Certificate,” followed by his name and other various credentials. Waiting in line at the Republic Office of Criminal Investigation for three hours had irritated him to no end, but the document now in his hands was worth the wait.
With a swift flick of his finger, he switched the screen over to show the information of his first official acquisition. He sighed, annoyed by the minimal information it displayed - one would think that the price of a license to operate as a bounty hunter for the Republic would cover the release of information on the dangerous criminals they wanted brought to justice - but he was willing to work with what he had to to get the job done. He had paid for an hour of time on the DataCore, and during that time, despite the slow speed of the outdated devices the ROCI were “required” to use, he had found the perfect first hunt.
BOUNTY NOTICE
The office of Gavarl Celwick, co-administrator-in-chief of the spice mines of Kessel, is offering a 10,000 credit reward for the killing or capture of the Aqualish pirate Pondin Balu. This dangerous outlaw from Republic justice was found guilty by Republic trial of:
- The murder of Republic Security Operatives
- Destruction of Republic property
- Movement of illegal contraband
- Black marketeering of narcotics
- Criminal Conspiracy
- Piracy
Kree-Vos read through the bounty once more, including the small attached list of other hunters with whom he now shared the bounty - and those who had failed thus far.
A loud roar echoed from the Hunter’s Valley, followed by a loud scream that drew his gaze up from the datapad. Ridgetown went oddly silent for a moment, as if to mourn the fallen, before shouts rose up to organize a search party and bring back what was left of the failed hunter’s body.
Kree-Vos bowed his head and closed his eyes in reverence and muttered a quiet prayer for the fallen, nameless hunter to Cetanu, the Black Hunter, Guardian of the Realm Beyond. As he finished, he brought up the datapad, pulling up an open broadcast to several of the other hunters and connecting them to his own frequency.
Reaching up to his slightly pointed ears,he tapped the comlink in his ear.
“My name is Jaa Kree-Vos of Saki. It seems we must hunt as a pack, or die like anooba. I will be on Formos in three days time.” Kree-Vos paused a moment to bring up a list of cantinas close to the spaceport, before speaking again. “If you think as I do, meet at the Rii Jenks Cantina at high-sun, local time. I look forward to the hunt, kv’var mei’hswein*.”
* = Hunt Brothers/Sisters