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Star Wars: A Time of Peace...

 

It is a time of relative peace. Due to the actions of Revan, and later the Exile, the Old Republic has been stabilized. The Jedi Order has been re-established in the 200 years since the events of KOTOR II, and the tenets of the order have been examined, the flaws eliminated. Members swell the rebuilt order, and it seems Revan and the Exile had indeed eliminated the True Sith.

New mandalorian jedi specialize in a new form of battle, and few can stand against their might. All seems to be as it should. Until one day, a cloaked man appears in the Cauterized Sith and begins spouting madness.

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Exerkis put down his drink and surveyed the bar. The 'Cauterized Sith' it was called, though what a sith was was beyond his comprehension. He touched his blaster rifle calmingly as he noticed a robed and hooded man walk into the bar, sit down at a table, and begin grumbling to himself. Exerkis didn't know why, but he felt a vague pulling towards the man, and sat down across from him. He began to hear the man's grumbling, "I don't know why I have to go through this, one of the Sedai! I mean seriously, secrecy may be important, but this time, I think Dran has gone too far!" Then he noticed Exerkis watching him. He looked startled for a moment, and then his face warmed considerably. He said, "Sorry about that, I didn't notice you were here." Exerkis began to feel the words he had heard slipping out of his mind, until he could not remember them at all. "Was there anything you wanted?"

"No," Exerkis replied, "You just looked kind of out-of-place here and I wondered if you wanted a tour of Nar Shadaa." Exerkis paused for a second. Why had he said that? And then again, what was he doing on Nar Shadaa. Today was getting stranger by the minute. He thought it had started when he saw the man walk into the cantina, but now he wasn't sure.

The man said, "Oh, sure, I'd love a tour. But I have to go now, here's my card." He saw a card and the letters TSD inscribed on it. When he looked up, the man was gone.

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Morbo and his top men were having a fabulous time in the suite on the top floor of Morbo's skyscraper. Tables were spread out, men chatting, drinking, smoking cigarras, and watching the dancers. Morbo's guards were everywhere, making sure everything was in order. There was a path way that lead up in between the great hall, it started at the turbolift doors and at the end was Morbo on his throne stuffing handfulls of food in his mouth while sorrounded by an entourage of top security guards and twileks females. Suddenly, the turbolift doors the the great hall opened up. The crowd stopped to look at person within. He was a middle aged man, with sprouts of hair growing on his face. On his right hand was a rifle resting on his shoulder, and a lit cigarra in the other. The man walked down the pathway to Morbo.

 

"Ah, the man who makes sure I get my money. Welcome Ferrile!" Morbo said in Huttese

 

"The raid was successful. Those Durosians are dead, and I sent the drugs to your warehouse."

 

"Hahahaha. They should know better than to be stealing Morbo's drugs and trying to sell them on our turf! Lovak, give him his money." A twilek next to Morbo, obviously his secretary, tossed Ferrile a sack of credits. He counted the chips, 10,000 just like Morbo had promised. It brought a grin to Ferrile's face, and he brought the cigarra to his lips to take an inhalation.

 

"Now enjoy Ferrille, the drinks are free in Morbo's house!" Ferrille smiled and nodded, heading over to the bar to order a drink. He was practically Morbo's right hand man. They talked together on matters, Morbo would come to him for advice, and he also took on many jobs for the slimy Hutt.

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Karl was a little lost, after he left the shuttle he wondered Nar Shadaa for a couple of hours, finally he asked a Rodian"WHere's the Cantina?" "Just go ahead for sevral doors, second on your right." "Thanks" Said Karl as he moved on, now for some Juma and perhaps I'll meet someone on this metropolis.Ah here it is, The Cauterized Sith, what the hell does that mean? he wondere. As he entered a man wearing a dark hood rushed past him, thats rude. He wondered over to the bar and ordered some juma.

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He kicked down the door to Morbo's apartment, holding two severed heads. He dropped them on the floor, letting them roll underneath a table. "Here, i've done your dirty work, Morbo. Now give me my money you core slime," he said, walking up to the ugly Hutt, two men grabbing the heads and walking in behind him.

 

He dropped his hood to reveal a black face with distinct grey markings about it, 'round his horns and his ears, especially around his nose and eyes. His eyes were a dark crimson, as most Zabrak's eyes are.

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(you are at the top floor of a skyscraper actually, not an apartment. and you opened a turbollift door because that is the main way to get there.)

 

The guards lined up along the path to Morbo's throne watching as the Zabrak walked. The music stopped and people stared. Some even dropped the cigarra's out of their mouths. The guards that sorrounded Morbo quickly turned to the Zabrak, readying their blaster rifles.

 

"Don't come any closer." Barked a Nikto guard. The two men who picked up the heads presented it to Morbo to take a look.

 

"Very well, 9000 credits as promised. Give the man his money." Lovak tossed him a sack of credit chips. Terrance had no need to count them, for Morbo always paid his employees what he promised.

 

I pushed through the guards that sorrounded him, being well known by Morbo's men, they always got out of my way. Terrance turned around and we met eyes. My rifle rested on my shoulder, the way I always carried it. I gave the Zabrak a grin and blew out some cigarra smoke.

 

"Nice lightsaber."

 

"Now, now...I dont want my agents killing each other. I want them killing who I pay them to kill. You are not welcome here to socialize Terrance. We don't like Jedi or Sith, so take your money and leave my facility immediately. My men will contact you for the next job." Said Morbo with a grunt. The guards parted to make a path for Terrance to get back into the turbolift. Morbo wondered why he even decided to do business with the Jedi, whether he was light or dark. Probably because he needed more than one agent he could depend on besides Ferrille.

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Lila noticed that Exerkis was bothered by something. Even though she was was a distance away, the way he wanted, she could plainly see and sense something was not right. Doing her job, she got up and walked in an unassuming manner towards him. She was right behind him and she softly said, "What did the hooded stranger want boss?"

As much as she disliked what he did, somethign compelled her to remain in his group. She wasn't the top dog for nothing if she wasn't asking questions concerning her boss. She waited for him to respond.

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Vao left the sparport and headed down a long street, until he reached a cantina. He looked up at the sign, and back at a datapad.

 

"Yep, this is the one." Vao says.

 

As Vao walks in, he walks over to two people at the bar. As he read the man's mind, he found that he had been questioned by the one Vao seeked. Vao immeadiately moved in.

 

"Hello, sir. Have you by chance seen this man? He goes by the lettes TSD."

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"Oh.. have you gotten soft, Morbo?" He said, turning around and heading to the turbo-lift door. "You want me, you know how to reach me," he said, walking out the door and opening up a window, leaping out and landing on the ground in a graceful crouch.

 

He hopped on his jet-black speeder and revved it up, taking off into the streets.

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((Sorry guys, had to go to sleep early because of Crew))

Lila asked him what the stranger wanted. "Oh, just for me to contact him again," He showed her the card, "For some reason I was doing things I never expected to do." Then he noticed the man standing by him. "TSD, that's on the card he gave me, but I get the feeling that's not his name. He mentioned Sedai, if that means anything to you." Wait, where was Exerkis remembering this from? He was thoroughly confused, but decided to just keep on trucking. "I'm going to see if Morbo has anything for me to do."

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Lila was suspicious and figured that something was afoot. TSD was familiar but it was blocked by a shadow in her memory. She instead followed Exerkis to where Morbo was. She despised the Hutt and tried to avoid as much contact as possible. On the way, she touched a button on her wrist console and acted normal.

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Walking through the streets of Nar Shadaa, Exerkis felt strange. A sort of... desire to do good had welled up inside him. Had he been able to think straight, he might have linked the facts together and blamed the stranger, but as it was, he was too confused to do any form of thinking. As he waited in the turbolift to rise to Morbo's palace penthouse, he started to think. Was it really moral to kill someone for money? Especially when you were as well off as he was? With the money he had from his previous work, he had more than enough to live comfortably, or even luxuriously, until the end of his natural life. He suspected he might even have as much as Morbo, but that was just speculation, if not outright wishful thinking. As the turbolift doors opened, he saw Morbo's typical court arrayed as they usually were, took a deep breath, and headed on in. "Got any work for me, Morbo?" He asked, struggling to keep his voice steady. Why was this happening?

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He stopped his bike near the docking bay, waiting for someone to leave their ship. He walked up to a rather large ship, labelled 'The Morke'. He looked around and pulled out a small datapad. He grabbed a cord from the side and entered it into the key lock on the ship's loading bay door. He stood there, typing away into the datapad until the datapad beeped and the door slid open. "Score." He told himself, grabbing the bike and tossing it into the garage. He closed up the door and ran to the command deck, firing up the engines.

 

He waved out the view screen as the man who owned it shook his fist and screamed. He took off into space, sending in departure codes and typing in hyperspace coordinates. He pulled a large lever off to the side as the ship moved into hyperspeed.

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Morbo was ready for new jobs. It seems that there have been a number of problems that had come up, and he was losing profits.

 

"Let me see... you like a tough guy and you are still new so I'll start you off with something simple today. There is a street gang that hangs out next to one of my cantinas. They are harrassing my customers. Profits to that cantina are dropping because customers are leaving the area. However these thugs are vicious and well armed. Normally I would send a squad of my own men, but I think this would be good for you to show me what kind of skills you really got. Exerkis, I dont care how you do it, just make sure they leave the area for good. 5000 credits to you when I hear that the nuisance has been delt with. In time, your salary will increase as I give out harder jobs and see you as a well distinguished employee. Now go, and teach these thugs that Morbo the Hutt is in control!"

 

He also had another mission, one that would be well suited for his main man...Ferrille. Morbo motioned for a runner to go get him.

 

"Ferrille, as you know my enterprise is currently in competition with the Exchange and other factions in the drug running business. My informants tell me of a well guarded Exchange freighter that is currently docked right now here on Nar Shadaa. I don't know where it is headed, and I don't care. However it will be stashed with millions of credits worth of spice and such. When they are FINISHED loading the cargo, destroy the freighter. That should set back the Exchange for a while. It is set to take off in five hours. There are many arms dealers here on Nar Shadaa, and I'm sure you are well aquainted with them. It would be best that you get yourself some high grade explosives and you probably know what to do after that. 13,000 credits." Ferrille grined and was soon headed out the door. He knew exactly how to go about this.

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Exerkis nodded, and turned on his heel before leaving the palace without a word. Two things struck him as odd. Firstly, why was the hutt acting as though he was an amateur? He thought he remembered being rather good at what he did. What was that again? All he could remember was that meeting with the strange man. That and the card which seemed to burn in his coat pocket, the card that said TSD and had location and time written on it. The second was how he had acted, and more of the results of that. Showing that level of rudeness to a hutt usually got you killed, or at least a sizeable bounty put on your head. Unless he already had the bounty on his head. The best thing to do was to just wait until he could meet this stranger, and then go with him.

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As Karl wondered Nar Shaddaa he had asked several people for work. One person had told him to contact Morbo or, since it was hard to get a meeting with him, find one of his henchmen. As he walked past a arms dealer he saw one of the henchmen described to him. "Your Ferrile right? I was told to talk to you if I needed work. Can you hep me out here?"

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"Bombs, hmmm. You could be of some use. Make me a timed bomb that can fit inside this cargo container and has the capability of blowing up a standard cargo freighter from the inside. Get it done in four hours and I'll give you a thousand credits plus a meeting with Morbo himself for work."

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"Well, well. This better work good, or I'll come after you." Ferrille set off to find the freighter which was sitting at the docks. Just as Morbo had said, it is heavily guarded. dock workers were loading up the freighter one by one. This would be easier than he expected. Morbo thought this would be a hard job, and Ferrille would need extra "incentive" (credits) in taking up such a job.

 

He set the timer to four minutes. Ferrille then simply found a dock worker in the refreshing room and knocked him out. Taking his uniform. He casually walked onto the freighter, with the bomb and set it down in the cargo bay of the freighter and walked out. Know he was back in his own clothes watching the freighter from a distance. The cargo bay doors were closing and the Exchange men were backing away from it. Just as the engines fired up, the ship went out into a ball of flames. Ferrille turned on his heel, grinning as he heared the shouts of dock workers and Exchange goons. "Easy credits." He said outloud.

 

Ferrille found the man who gave him the bomb soon after, handing him a couple credit chips. He was impressed at his work. "Seems that a freighter had a malfunction." Ferrille said sarcastically with a smile. "I'll take you to Morbo. Remember, don't cross him or he will send his people after you. So what's your name?" They then began to walk towards Morbo's penthouse.

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