Axxila, often described as the Coruscant of the outer rim territories. As an ecumenopolis, it has vast wealth and population in equal amounts. Though much of the city is hidden beneath the surface, part in thanks to a hostile climate and an attempt to protect the wealthy industrial basin, it serves a beacon for enterprising businessmen of both the legal and illegal sectors.
As a planet under the Sith Empire, Axxila is watched closely by its overseers for any sign of dissidence or rebellion. At the edge of Oversector-II, it is under the greatest threat of espionage or subversive action. Moff TV-771, a Tactical Droid serving Grand Moff Aut-X , has decided to move its own minor fleet over the planet for two reasons. The official was to ensure the continued loyalty of the economic haven, as while the war further to the north had yet to reach the Oversector, paranoia regarding treason was as prevalent as ever.
The second reason was off the books, for the job TV-771 had planned was certainly nothing it wanted to gain the attention of its superiors. A series of pirate attacks and raids had disturbed the lucrative line of trade between Axxila and the greater Oversector-II, reflecting poorly on the Moff who was tasked with the defence and maintenance of such convoys. Perhaps due to a lack of ships, or merely incompetence, TV-771 has failed its mission repeatedly. Left desperate and in need of assistance, before the profit losses grow too much, TV-771 put out the call for bounty hunters, scoundrels, mercenaries, and smugglers looking to make a quick credit out of the pockets of the Oversector.
The mission is simple:
1. Protect the convoy ships and assist the escorts.
2. Ensure the cargo remains undamaged in transit.
Payment is negotiable but will be under-the-table. TV-771 has no intention of letting its superiors know of its continued failures.
Aboard the flagship of its small fleet, a Lucrehulk-Class Battlecarrier named the Trident, TV-771 awaits the arrival of its contractors. The message was open, though sent across the galaxy utilizing more clandestine means.
The flagship, crewed by droids that as far as TV-771 was concerned reported to it first, floated like a menacing battle station over Axxila. Nestled within the coreship, through a confusing series of similar, grey corridors and hallways, was a meeting room. A dull and drab as the rest of the ship, it was decorated with a massive holotable and dozen-or-so chairs. TV-771, seated at the head of the table so that is could both see any other seated members and the doorway, read through increasingly disturbing reports on the invasion of the Empire's northern reaches. It was not the losses of the planets or soldiers that concerned the droid, however, but the declining profit connected.
"A profit decline of 0.02%," It's voice was deep and as harsh as gravel and, despite being incapable of inflexion, displaying the droids perturbance, "How... disturbing."
As a planet under the Sith Empire, Axxila is watched closely by its overseers for any sign of dissidence or rebellion. At the edge of Oversector-II, it is under the greatest threat of espionage or subversive action. Moff TV-771, a Tactical Droid serving Grand Moff Aut-X , has decided to move its own minor fleet over the planet for two reasons. The official was to ensure the continued loyalty of the economic haven, as while the war further to the north had yet to reach the Oversector, paranoia regarding treason was as prevalent as ever.
The second reason was off the books, for the job TV-771 had planned was certainly nothing it wanted to gain the attention of its superiors. A series of pirate attacks and raids had disturbed the lucrative line of trade between Axxila and the greater Oversector-II, reflecting poorly on the Moff who was tasked with the defence and maintenance of such convoys. Perhaps due to a lack of ships, or merely incompetence, TV-771 has failed its mission repeatedly. Left desperate and in need of assistance, before the profit losses grow too much, TV-771 put out the call for bounty hunters, scoundrels, mercenaries, and smugglers looking to make a quick credit out of the pockets of the Oversector.
The mission is simple:
1. Protect the convoy ships and assist the escorts.
2. Ensure the cargo remains undamaged in transit.
Payment is negotiable but will be under-the-table. TV-771 has no intention of letting its superiors know of its continued failures.
Aboard the flagship of its small fleet, a Lucrehulk-Class Battlecarrier named the Trident, TV-771 awaits the arrival of its contractors. The message was open, though sent across the galaxy utilizing more clandestine means.
The flagship, crewed by droids that as far as TV-771 was concerned reported to it first, floated like a menacing battle station over Axxila. Nestled within the coreship, through a confusing series of similar, grey corridors and hallways, was a meeting room. A dull and drab as the rest of the ship, it was decorated with a massive holotable and dozen-or-so chairs. TV-771, seated at the head of the table so that is could both see any other seated members and the doorway, read through increasingly disturbing reports on the invasion of the Empire's northern reaches. It was not the losses of the planets or soldiers that concerned the droid, however, but the declining profit connected.
"A profit decline of 0.02%," It's voice was deep and as harsh as gravel and, despite being incapable of inflexion, displaying the droids perturbance, "How... disturbing."
