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Message: <blockquote data-quote="narayan" data-source="post: 6785738" data-attributes="member: 6677509">Jeril, MelvorIcebreaker Spacer Bar__________________________________________________Jeril: "What we should be discussing is how we can strike a blow against the empire in this sector? I may not have been born on this frigid ice ball, but it's been my home as long as Coruscant ever was. I wouldn't want an occupation here like there has been on Derilyn."Melvor: "The resistance has plans I assure you. What I need to know is what exactly you can provide?"Jeril: "I don't have a crate full of grenades to offer you personally, but I know where I can find some."Melvor: "Sounds like this is a different sort of arrangement entirely. What's the catch?" Jeril: "The catch is how good you are with a blaster?" Melvor: "I'm no soldier. I used to be an engineer actually." Jeril: "What kind of engineer?" Melvor: "An astro-mechanical engineer for the empire, stationed at the Sluis Van shipyards. Once I heard of the bombing of Paran I returned home immediately. I've been part of the resistance ever since living underground."    Jeril: "Hmm... putting our hands on a significant quantity of weapons won't be easy for me without help. We may have to rely on your credits afterall. Speaking of credits, can I see what you brought with you?" Melvor: Opens the fold of his jacket, peeling back the liner to reveal stacks of 20-credit bills. "There's ten thousand here. What kind of deal would your employer offer me?" Jeril: "Not a great one. Even with my glowing recommendation he'd take one look at you and expect you were a pushover... no offense. He's wary of new faces anyway, that's where I come in. Off-worlders who talk big about placing big orders need to be vetted before they sit down at a table with Sawthawne."Vela knocks again and enters with the tray of drinks she promised. Jeril: Flicks her a twenty credit chip and thanks her, grabbing his usual tankard of Corellian spiced ale swallowing deeply. "Ahh that's the stuff!" He smiles at Vela. "You're an angel!" Vela: Rolls her eyes. "Whatever you say!" And ducks back through the curtain. Melvor: Smirks and takes a drink of his whiskey, followed by coffee.  Jeril: Burps "Normally I'd sit here with you here all day, faking delays about a meeting until I wore down your patience and you were drunk enough to reveal your true nature." Melvor: "Is your boss the only game around?"Jeril: "Not at all, but other options are riskier, even if they might be cheaper. There's a big-shot pirate captain named Dorok who also keeps a nice stockpile of weapons..." Jeril says, pausing to take another drink as if merely mentioning Dorok's name requires it. "He's quite nasty, full of bluster and arrogance; generally difficult to deal with. But he does owe me a favor..."Melvor: "Could he arrange transport for the weapons also?" Jeril: "I wouldn't trust him that far. Hire a smuggler." Melvor: "Where can we find Dorok?"  Jeril: "He has a base about 20 kilometers from this station. It's easy to find, a repulsor-rail extension off the main tracks leads straight too it. Dorok hates uninvited visitors though, so much so that he usually blasts them on sight."Melvor: "What do you suggest?"Jeril: "Dorok sends someone to the station every week or so for supplies. We could tag along with them and avoid the worst of the unwelcome treatment. Don't bring all those credits with you though. Take enough to get his attention but be firm that payment in full will only be made once the goods are loaded into a freighter of your choosing." Melvor: "Sounds like a plan. I appreciate your help Jeril and I'll compensate you for your trouble."Jeril: Shakes his head. "No need. Striking back against the empire is compensation enough."Melvor: "What of the consequences of double-crossing Sawthawne?" Jeril: "Don't worry about me, I always keep something up my sleeve..." Jeril says revealing his tattoo again.Melvor: "What does it say?"Jeril: "My ally is the force."</blockquote>

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