Ryloth was a dirty place, a really filthy place.
Not only in the physical sense because public works weren't seen as important by the damned locals but also in the moral sense. Generations of being captured as bed slaves and the like meant that the local Twi'lek population knew one thing above all others; the Galaxy was horny for some headtail-action. Was it a gross oversimplification of a complex and multi-faceted people? Yes. Yes it absolutely was.
But it was also a little bit true.
Hence why there was a massive red light district within the capital of the planet that catered to all tastes. Rumors abound however that the most prominent of the red light district outfits was actually a Dark Side cult and the Rangers wanted some proof of that and then they wanted it gone. The chance to insert a Ranger into the organisation had come about when they caught one of their madams with a large amount of spice in space above Coruscant. Apparently the human woman wasn't anyone too big in the organisation and had a habit of, strangely enough, keeping her face covered.
Lorcan had been selected to replace a new boy she was bringing in; the Rangers had intercepted his transport and he was currently in prison on some other world. Leaving Lorcan fully able to take his place as the 'exotic' human male that apparently had been requested due to increased demand from the locals. Apparently when your main export was the sex trade you got a taste for it at home too... lovely.
Picked up at the space port, Lorcan had a vibroknife hidden away on his person and his pistol. His armor and other weapons were hidden within the trunk of luggage he had been allowed to bring with him - along with various... outfits. The less said about them the better. He resisted the urge to grumble as he was led up to the hotel room he was to meet the madam in. As the door opened however he paused for a second; the woman in the hotel room was NOT the madam but the thugs who had escorted him were certain she was.
Kark.
Kark!
The woman wasn't the madam but had integrated herself already and he had to act like he knew her! He put on a smile and bowed his head slightly.
"Madam, I am Lorcan, your new... companion."
If she didn't play along he was already discretely reaching for his hidden vibroknife. He would need to violently exfiltrate himself... the number of deaths was going to start showing as a black mark on his record at his current rate.
@Dread