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Aramirtheranger wrote: ChazmanianDevil wrote: The bounty hunter decides to meet them there. When they arrive they find a creature similar to a mix between a cat and a monkey. It has lost most of it's fur to adapt to the climate, leaving only a thin coating. It wears a silver tribal mask carved with exotic designs and markings, as well as a bandolier with many technology and gadgets. The creature relaxes on a rooftop and nods too them. Fadrick approaches. "You our help?" It nods. "Come on then!" He says, his voice distorted by the vocabulator of his buy'ce.

The spaceport of Mos Eisley is in the top ten hives of scum and villainy; and for good reason. Slavers, smugglers, assassins(there is a difference from a bounty hunter!), prostitutes, conmen, rapists, and gangsters all make their home there, and many frequent Chalmun's Cantina, home of the once wildly popular band 'Figrin D'an and the Modal Nodes'. The group enters that establishment now, and it's apparent that this bar employee only dislikes people who don't buy anything. Darrius and Selvik both get a shot of Mandalorian kri'gee, Darrius due to a dare he took on the trip. He coughs after it goes down, but Fadrick just drinks it and orders a second. He slaps Darrius on the back before he buys him a bottle of the sixty year old Correllian Reserve,  as per their bet that Darrius wouldn't get the Mandalorian drink down at all. EG-18 had to wait outside due to Chalmun's droid racism. Nobody really knew why, but most theorized the Wookie was a Clone Wars veteran. Gemma, out of loyalty to her life long companion, went with the droid to get herself a drink elsewhere, and her friend, who of course had no organic components unlike the biodroid, an oil bath. Meanwhile, back inside the cantina the band jammed out the jizz song  that once propelled them to galactic fame. What does Bananas get? He goes around the bar tasting many local foods and deciding them to be disgusting or excellent. He dances on the stool, (he's cat size) when music plays. Cya, bed.