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ZAA FENN!?
Although he thought he had kept it a well-hidden secret, Shere had miscalculated the resourcefulness of his lieutenants. They found out that his birth name might've been Cann, but his adopted last name was Zaa Fenn! The Bounty Hunter's Guild has been contacted!
Mission: Capture the Old Cathar alive and deliver him to the BHG contact that is set to arrive at the Byblos spaceport soon. Reward for a former Crimelord of the Zaa Fenn? 200.000 credits! DM: @Eccles.
Mission: Capture the Old Cathar alive and deliver him to the BHG contact that is set to arrive at the Byblos spaceport soon. Reward for a former Crimelord of the Zaa Fenn? 200.000 credits! DM: @Eccles.
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A large holo-projector played the Crime News Network continuously in the middle of the fortified penthouse's living room. A female weequay lay on the couch, lulled into sleep with spice, while her bare back, shoulders and legs displayed claw marks and scratches into her thick leather skin. Scratches deep enough that a human skin would be torn apart and bleeding profusely. It wasn't until a dapatad loudly pinged that an old cathar seemed to rush into the room, wearing only shorts and displaying both the scars on his body as the healthy fur he was covered in. "Did it come in?" he wondered out loud as he took the datapad in his hands and unlocked it. He was waiting for confirmation of the death of Tall Tulo and the massacre of the speakeasy cantina. Both would once again cement his position as gang boss here in the Byblos capital.
Instead he found yet another gossip post about Preef Zaa Fenn being spotted at the Supreme Mogul's side. "Bah," he tossed the datapad on the couch next to the resting weequay, "Preef is dead. When will they accept it?" No response. The Glitterryll he supplied his weequay mate with had her spiced out of consciousness most of the time. Wait, where was the other?
Meanwhile, sixteen residential levels lower, the door into the alley was opened from the inside. "You the mercs?" another weequay woman asked to the two strangers waiting there. She had similar scratchmarks across her body, but her short sleeveless dress revealed only those on her arms and legs. "Tulo said to escort you to the penthouse."