Star Wars: Bounty Huntress

It has been ten years since the fall of the Republic. Ten years since the declaration of the Galactic Empire and Emperor Palpatine's New Order. Ten years since the Jedi Order was villainized and all but wiped out. The Clone Wars, the Jedi who fought in them, and the power struggles of the Republic are now dismissed as corrupt foolishness. The Clone Wars were simply a war propogated by the power hungry Jedi Knights, an order as outdated as the corrupt Republic that it made its pawn.

To the majority of the galaxy, the Empire is a shining beacon of what the Republic should have been. That is, if you count only the Core Worlds as the majority of the galaxy. The human-centric worlds Core Worlds have not seen the Empire that the rest of the galaxy has. They have not seen the planetary bombardments, enslaving of entire species, or extermination of others...but even if they did, it would be safe to assume that these events would simply be seen as necessary.

But on the Mid Rim world of Ord Mantell, the Empire's presence is barely felt. It was never a planet in which a galactic government had much influence. A haven for bounty hunters, smuggler, and mercenaries that don't want to get stuck in Hutt Space, the planet isn't exactly the tourist spot of the galaxy. Its large cities are a sharp contrast to the somewhat barren landscape, and there is little in the way of legal trade that keeps the planet's economy alive.

The moderately sized spaceport of Tralin was much like most cities in the more 'civilized' planets in the galaxy. The streets were packed with species of all type moving back and forth from tavern, to bar, to nightclub, to homes. The fact that the planet's lone star had set an hour earlier meant nothing, as the bright lights on the buildings were shining down along all of the streets and squares. And though the buildings didn't tower like those on Coruscant, the larger ones reached a good thirty stories with upper levels connecting some of the buildings to one another. Streets on top of streets.

It is also a haven for those who wish not to be found. Where else to hide from bounties than in the thick of things? Hiding out in the open...and though it usually works, these individuals are usually not too much trouble to track down if one goes through the work. And currently, there were two such individuals that had given just a little too much information on their location.

The first was a fairly meager bounty, only worth 1,000 credits. The target's name was Eslin Deetron, a middle aged Rodian that had once been a local contact for the Galactic Empire. While the bounty didn't specify what exactly it was that Eslin had done, the Empire didn't put bounties out unless there was a good reason for it. What was said was that the Rodian was an illegal arms dealer(but who wasn't on Ord Mantell...?), and that he was to be taken alive and brough to the nearest Imperial Garrison so that the Empire could...punish him.

The second bounty was the real draw, and while it had an Imperial insignia attached to it, it was likely not completely official. It was a small file attache to the bounty for Eslin Deetron, and the only way it had been found was through a few levels of decoding the encryption. While Eslin was wanted for selling illegal weapons, the real target was his supplier. There was no name, description, or anything listed beyond the fact that there was a supplier who likely had connections to the Rebel Alliance. The Empire(or whoever it was within the Empire that solicited the bounty) would pay 5,000 credits for the head of the weapons supplier, and there is even a note that completely shutting down the entire smuggling network which undoubtedly existed would provide an even larger reward.
 

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Eelysa Nara: Human/Female (Jedi Consular 2/ Soldier 2/ Scoundrel 1

Deep within the confines of her mask Eelysa Nara frowned, a rarity, as it wasn’t often that she showed any sign of emotion anymore but a middle age Rodian wasn’t really inspiring to her and in ways she didn’t truly comprehend he reminded Eelysa of her own continued existence.

The reminded didn’t matter though, Eslin Deetron would get no reprieve from her cause if her sources were right and he was found than any number of bounty hunters would be soon be, or were already, here tracking him and if that was the case than his thousand credit bounty would be better off lining her coffers than someone else’s. Of course he was small time, and if he rolled on his supplier than a business arrangement might be in order.

With the outline of plan in order Eelysa moved in on the shadier areas of Tralin, she wasn’t sure of the exact location of Eslin’s hideout but someone out their knew where he was hiding and though few would do anything but laugh if Eelysa asked herself but few, if any, would do the same to Zo’Tannath, her alter ego and a eager bounty hunter in the process of build a rep.
 

Truthfully, the shadier areas of Tralin were impossible to find unless one truly knew them. That was because Ord Mantell itself was the shady part of the galaxy, and finding shade within shade took directions. But when one knew where it was, there was little trouble in getting there.

And so, behind the older spaceports near the south of the city, the shady part of Tralin sat, looking exactly the same as any other part of Ord Mantell to the untrained eye. One who knew what they were looking at, however, could identify that the cantina near the end of the street, the Devaron's Horn, was less a cantina and more a hide out for smugglers and those who didn't want to be found. Next to the cantina sat a small building, the sign unreadable except for a small note on one glasteel window that read "Now selling legal supplies!" in Huttese.

There were a couple of other noticable buildings, one a nightclub type a few buildings down that was likely either own by the same person who owned the cantina or was in direct competition with it. There was also a large, unmarked building in the center of it all, no lights on and no sign of activity within any of the levels as it rose up into the sky.
 

Eelysa Nara: Human/Female (Jedi Consular 2/ Soldier 2/ Scoundrel 1

Her keen eyes on the look out for trouble, and also for any Rodians that strayed into her path, Eelysa made her way towards the Devaron's Horn. She didn’t expect to find Eslin; few would be that brazen or foolhardy, but she suspected someone had seen or was helping to harbor him and that was who she was looking for when she slowly entered the through the front of the establishment and scanned the room for likely, dangerous, or interesting suspects.
 

Passing through the crowd of people that populated the streets, with most of the spacefaring species in the galaxy represented in some form or another, you arrive at the entrance to the Devaron's Horn. It has no door, which isn't a surprise as places like this usually like to attract as many in as they can, with doors just getting in the way.

Inside, the tavern itself was surprisingly large. There was a single, wide walkway that lead straight to the bar at the very back of the bar, but to get there one had to walk past a collection of tables all filled with people playing varities of sabaac, a couple of holoscreens showing shockball matches with large amounts of bets, and then simple tables and booths.

And though most of the patrons were human or at least near human, there were an uncountable number of non-humans all over the place. Most all wore weapons openly, and so no one took notice of you or your armor upon entering. To most, it just seemed like another punk kid trying to look cool in a tough part of the galaxy. Even the barman, a middle aged, bald human male, gave you nothing but a passing glance. Usually his type would at least give you a full look over, but it seemed that he was too busy, just didn't care, or had seen stranger.
 

Eelysa Nara: Human/Female (Jedi Consular 2/ Soldier 2/ Scoundrel 1

Eelysa didn’t mind the lack of attention; in fact she even preferred it as it meant that the chances of someone remembering would be lessened, but even if those around had turned and steered she would have ignore them as long as they didn’t hinder her.

As she advanced upon the bar Eelysa scanned the room one more time for those interested in her, familiar faces, and any Radians that fit the description of her subject. She made no attempt to attract the attention of the barkeep to order a drink; her full-faced mask made it an impossible even if she wanted too, as she listened to those around her.

She wasn’t in any hurry at the moment and sometimes one only needed to be willing to listen to learn what you wanted to know…

OOC: Gather Information: +7
 

Other than a few of the patrons that eye you curiously every so often, you are generally left alone. Of course, anyone openly armed and in heavy armor will usually be left alone simply out of a basic survival instinct. It was very rare that someone would wear such things, especially on Ord Mantell, and not be prepared to use them.

Listening takes time, though, as there are so many conversations going on and much shouting from near the shockball screens. But after about half an hour of simply waiting and listening, you hear the name Eslin spoken. It takes another few minutes before you can identiy the same voice again, though, and the source of it seems to be from a table off between the shockball holos and the more bar-heavy section.

Its actually a fairly empty section(well, empty compared to the rest of the place), which makes it easy to pick out the table and the speaker. There were three figures sitting at a square table with drinks and datapads layed out in front of them. A dark skinned, short haired human with his back to you, a blue skinned, oceany-blue spotted Mon Calamari female facing the entrance to the building, and a big eyed, grey skinned Duros faces your direction. None of them have really taken any notice of you, though, and there is at least one table between them and all the others around them on all sides.
 

Eelysa Nara: Human/Female (Jedi Consular 2/ Soldier 2/ Scoundrel 1

Wanting to hear more of their conversation Eelysa got up and moved closer to them by fringing interest in the shockball holos, something easy enough to do considering her full mask.

Though Eelysa careless about Shockball, she found it pretentious and silly, she did extend some of her attention towards the game going on she would not standout from the crowed when they cheered and jeered. The match was a surprising good one and Eelysa found herself on her toes too keep up with the game and the conversation.

When giving a chance she turns her skyblue eyes, yet not her mask, towards her three marks in the hope of identify them and if possible to read over their shoulders.

OOC: Spot +1
 

None of the three around the table seem to be anyone of note...at least, no one you've seen images of before. Besides, most Duros all look the same, especially when they got older and their skin dulled in colour. Of course, Humans probably all looked the same to Duros, too.

It wasn't possible to see any of the information on the datapads that were on the table, and as more people began to crowd towards this section, the three became at least a bit more huddled over them. Whether they were trying to hide anything, or just simply trying to keep their privacy and hear each other speak over the loud crowd, it was impossible to tell.

Of course, the gathering crowd presented a new problem. No longer could you hear, even faintly, a hint of the conversation at the table over the roars of the crowd. The shockball match was still a good time off from ending, and it was unlikely that the noise was going to quiet anymore until then.
 

Eelysa Nara: Human/Female (Jedi Consular 2/ Soldier 2/ Scoundrel 1

Deep within the confines of her armor Eelysa frowns. She could go on what she knew but it was hardly flawless information and that type often lead to unwanted and unexpected blaster fire, which was something Eelysa always tried to avoid.

Eelysa needed to get closer, preferably to one of the tables close to her marks but her unwillingness to remove her helmet made enjoying a simple meal and drink impossible. As she scanned the cantina one more time a plan formed as her eyes came to rest on the back wall. Seedy cantina and the many species of females meant only one thing, and Eelysa planed to use it to her advantage.

Stepping from the shockball crowed Eelysa points at the back wall and a near human female. Eelysa eyes didn’t linger over the girl for long, she could careless about her assist and the only thing she hoped for was a talkative girl. as Eelysa waited for her to company she pulled a chair out like a true gentlemen would while strained to listen to the conversation at the near by table.
 

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