Ziost - Crown of the Sith Empire

Tattoos spat and then said with disdain in Huttese, “Sith… always bloody Sith. Sure you can check out the Dancing Bantha, the boss would love to meet you. Right crew?”

They laughed and then moved aside for the group.

"Please tell me we don't have to go through this with every half-wit thug on this station. I have strict rules about not killing more than a dozen people before lunch."

Lord Tenebrous wrote:"Ah, you must be the lackeys of someone too cowardly to show themselves directly," she said, though more to point out to the others what she figured out.

"There's a casino not too far ahead up there. The Dancing Bantha...? Perhaps these men will tell us who their leader is?"

“This place seems familiar,” Valkorian said to Tenebrous. “I feel a presence…”

He fades.

Jo'ren stopped and looked at tattoos coolly as the group moved into the station.

"Dude. You spat on your own patch. That's just bad luck. But hey, I'm feeling generous too. We get what we want, and my ship's as I left it, you'll get a little something as thanks on our way out. Can't say fairer than that."

"Doesn't seem like your type of place," Shaisha murmured to herself/Valkorian, and started to move towards the casino part.

Time to see what they could find there.

Inside the garish and loud casino are sounds of games being played loud cantina music and a blaster bot or two. Sitting at a pazaak table is a mound of a pale blue twi’lek woman with thick arms and sturdy clothing. A large cigar hangs from her lips and she chortles as she rakes in a horde of creds and coins as she wins a hand.

Mandalorian enforcers stand nearby watching the floor as she talks with the people at her table in the high stakes area towards the center of the two-story structure. The upper floor looks like a brothel with all the salaciousness one could imagine.

Xyll followed her; not entirely convinced that there was a point to going through the local thug's leadership, but not being particularly opposed to the idea either.

"Why are we looking for this woman again?" she asked the other short woman.

Jo'ren took it all in and noted the presence of the twilek. She fit Shaisha's description. Rather than make a move towards the tables he carefully considered what the force had shown him earlier then looked around and spoke to Lt. Hin. "Did you notice any data terminals, or public info points?"

(OOC: I'm trying to estimate how far from here the object I want is located based on my Seek. Also looking for some way to access a map?)

There are some terminals that one could access for basic information and the object seems some distance away but not outside the station. If he could go a straight line it would be less than twenty minutes he suspects.

Jo'ren looked at Shaisha and Xyll. "Shaisha's vision. So maybe best to avoid her? Anyway, I'm going to look for info."

Jo'ren and the Lieutenant walk over to the terminals and start looking for basic info on the station layout. He'll try to guestimate approximately where they'd need to go, assuming they can pull up a map.

"Or perhaps she's the one with information," she mused openly. "Well it's not my show."

"In my vision, what we seek is behind her. That could mean she holds the key or the information we need." She looked at the others.

"It's been a while since I played cards. Want me to see what we can learn from her?"

"That is suggestive." Lucinia said with a slow nod.

She turned to Shaisha, smiling. "I suspect that cards are something that one never truly forgets. Let us see what you can get from her."

"I shall accompany you then," she said with a smile, "in case someone accuses the other one of being a cheat, and a fight ensues."

"Split up?" she asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Lucy, Jo'ren, and Hin? Me, Xy, and Draahg?"

Rath nodded. "Sounds like a plan. Try not to take all of their money Shai." He looked at Draahg. "If you'd kindly accompany them Draahg?"

"Making no promises in that regard," she gave him a wink.

"If everyone's alright with this, let's go?"

"Great. Also. Try not to get shot."

As the others walked to the tables...

Lord Jo'ren Rath wrote:Jo'ren and the Lieutenant walk over to the terminals and start looking for basic info on the station layout. Jo'ren tries to guestimate approximately where they'd need to go, assuming they can pull up a map.

(OOC: wasn't sure if we were waiting for me to give the go ahead)

Shaisha merely gives Jo'ren a smirk, and then moves over to the table where the twi'lek is sitting.

"Looks like this is the table where the good game is happening," she said as she stepped up, indicating she wished a seat at the table.

Hin is confronted with a glaring issue there isn’t a complete map and no real organization to where things are. There are some landmarks she can make out but a layout of the structure seems a bit beyond this simple system.

The large woman laughed and then grinned speaking in Huttese, “The minimum bid is a thousand creds, and Sith have to pay up first. You don’t look like our usual slummers so what brings you to Nova Station?”