The Sleheyron Straight - Does Not Compute
Maz Pyke had rapidly become one of Nor’baals least favourite sentient beings, aside from his mother - of course. For years she had eluded his efforts to assassinate her, and it had caused him no end of stress. She had dodged bombs, training Nikto Assassins, and even three seperate campaigns of poisoning. He had almost given up trying to get rid of her. Almost.
It was as if Boonta himself had given the gift that would change his fortunes. One day, quite by chance, his guards had brought in a former member of the Pykes, now in debt to the Hutts due to his poor luck at the races. He had traded the location of Maz Pykes datapad, and in return had only seen one of his hands removed.
Truly, Nor’baal was merciful.
Thumbing the holonet call on, he spoke to the two people he had contracted for this job, and got the mission underway. <Maz Pyke gee doth wa sahna du mah wuona che roy, an ateema fa doth tee-tocky bai eeth ba wen bai uen doncepteza. Dah mee holopads doth bu bekia see uen cahtana bahpola, jaa du bu Pykes Bunko dah tah danko. Uba doth bai banbonzay bu sokdhea doi don bu bahpola, apenkee cay bu ahe kanu du pea doth doth han- an moova mee fa bai heee pinahbesa cay bin- bimhee.
> he grinned, and turned off the communicator just after he said his final words to the duo <Cha flunka mi.>
OOC - Welcome to your mission @Eccles and @homewrecker. This is a self-DM mission, so if you need me before the closing post, just ping me here and I'll get right on it.