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- Mar 13, 2019
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Cardinal sat at his desk. He was borderline mad. He was rarely mad, but when he was mad, it was as obvious he was mad, as clear as those beer bottles at the Dusty Dewback, one of Cardinal's favorite cantinas. Cardinal was going to hang one of his lightsabers on the wall behind when he got a call from downstairs. Rarely did he get calls from downstairs. Cardinal frowned and put the saber on a plaque hanging on the wall. "Sir, Mr. Tibur is here to see you" Cardinal smiled, "Yes, let him up please, thank you." Cardinal looked up at the saber, admiring its beauty. He remembered how he acquired that one, well actually two from a sith who had attempted to disrupt a meeting between Exchange Council Member Norbaa'l and some Mandalorian. Cardinal greatly missed the big slob, however disgusting he was, he was a great business partner and great contribution to the Exchange.
Cardinal wondered if Oslin Tibur remembered about Norbaa'l. Oslin, after all, was the Exchange boss, and the guy that gave Norbaa'l that position. Oslin walked in, and Cardinal turned to face him, "Ah good timing Mr. Tibur. Have a seat if you will good sir." Cardinal gestured to the seat in front of his desk. "I am sorry if I seem a bit gloomy, I was just remembering the deceased Exchange councilmember, Norbaa'l Fanth. Surely you remember him. Yes?
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