A New Market

[Aidan Moonrunner]

A Zhornee official waited at the camp designated as a landing area for the alien ships.
They had been promised cheap medical supplies, and the Empire was tripping over itself to accept the offer.
Around the official, several Holy Crusaders waited. These Zhornee were the religious military police of the Empire, and they were here to make sure that the products did not break any religious laws, as well as protect the officers.

Several other woman were standing nearby, waiting. They were simple laborers, called up from local villages to unload the ships.
The official cleared her throat, admitting to herself she was a bit anxious.

[member="Sempra the Hutt"]

 

[Sempra the Hutt]

The Sail Barge the Toshiba lowered is cargolifts from its belly, and workers, rather rough looking, jumped down even Before the lift had reached ground. for being assistant started to unload crates in the dock. On the side of the crates, read "Semper Medtech." The workers kept Close Eye on the native lagourers and seemed eager to do their part in aiding them load the crates on the transports that would take them further. A slim looking Rodian carefully explained that each crate was packed with necessities for various areas depending on the range of the outbreak - and that they must not be mixed up.

A Nikto towering 2 meters, with green skin and a leather looking clothes apprached the port security and started to sign the necessary paperwork. After having cleared that the turned toward the awaiting Empress. He took a few steps forward although keeping at a distance not to impose any threat. There he knelt.

"Great Empress, Semper MEdtech is pleased to aid you in this endevour. More ships are soon arriving with more suplies." he gestured toward the skies.

[member="Thraxis"]

 

[Aidan Moonrunner]

The Empress smiled as the alien spoke to her, and replied in heavily-accented Zhornai: "I greatly appreciate the efforts of Semper Medtech. The Empire is truly in your debt."
Zhornee laborers rushed to unload the crates, officers translating the Rodian's words to them. They then slowed down, and carefully organized the crates according to their instructions. Crusaders walked among them, inspecting the crates. The laborers began to sweat under their watchful gaze, but did not dare to slow their work anymore. They knew that to do so meant death, and swiftly.
The Empress sighed as she looked around at the work. "I must admit, I was not expecting this level of assistance."

[member="Sempra the Hutt"]
[member="Thraxis"]

 

[Thraxis]

Thraxis would walk out of the ship, a mask over his face to keep himself safe from whatever plague had gone rampant, looking around he would keep the men in check, making sure they carried the boxes quickly and carefully, his eyes would look around, scouring the environment around him, though his eyes quickly landed on someone of regal class, seeing the women talking with [member="Sempra the Hutt"], he quickly realised this was more important then he originally thought, his clothes were not exactly his best, quickly retreating out of sight, he didn't want the royalty to believe think that those who are in control of the situation was nothing more than a vagrant.

Once out of sight he returned back to his duty, issuing commands to the workers moving out the cargo, he had no real idea what to think, he was hesitant at first of the Jackals joining the Hutt Cartel, but if Sempra already has enough power to speak with royalty, maybe this was a better move.