Ronak
Lone wolf
Location: Salis D‘aar, Bakura
Against all odds, Ronak had followed another tipp that a Shistavanen had been sighted in the Capital city of Bakura, Salis D‘aar. The planet offered large parts of wild territory, forests, mountains and plains where a scout could be needed for hunting down unwanted wildlife. Hiring one of his siblings or his mother thus made sense.
Less naive than all those months ago when he had left Uvena Prime, the young wolfman was still no hard-boiled negotiator. As he entered the cantina, where his contact had tipped him off to ask questions, he let his gaze pass over the customers. Folks of various kinds seemed to have gathered here, a Wookie played darts against several Rhodians, some Mandalorians were gathered around a table laughing out loudly, but a Shistavanen wolfman was nowhere in sight.
„Greetings. Your house ale, please“, Ronak ordered in the way he had been told and passed the credits to the barkeeper. Suspiciously, the Twi‘lek barkeeper eyed him for a moment, before passing him a drink. „Take a seat in the corner. Your contact will arrive soon“, he replied with a crooked smile. Nodding a thanks, Ronak took his seat and kept his gaze out waiting for the informant who would be able to tell him about this wolfman who was supposed to be on the planet.
[member="Evelyn Asura"]
Against all odds, Ronak had followed another tipp that a Shistavanen had been sighted in the Capital city of Bakura, Salis D‘aar. The planet offered large parts of wild territory, forests, mountains and plains where a scout could be needed for hunting down unwanted wildlife. Hiring one of his siblings or his mother thus made sense.
Less naive than all those months ago when he had left Uvena Prime, the young wolfman was still no hard-boiled negotiator. As he entered the cantina, where his contact had tipped him off to ask questions, he let his gaze pass over the customers. Folks of various kinds seemed to have gathered here, a Wookie played darts against several Rhodians, some Mandalorians were gathered around a table laughing out loudly, but a Shistavanen wolfman was nowhere in sight.
„Greetings. Your house ale, please“, Ronak ordered in the way he had been told and passed the credits to the barkeeper. Suspiciously, the Twi‘lek barkeeper eyed him for a moment, before passing him a drink. „Take a seat in the corner. Your contact will arrive soon“, he replied with a crooked smile. Nodding a thanks, Ronak took his seat and kept his gaze out waiting for the informant who would be able to tell him about this wolfman who was supposed to be on the planet.
[member="Evelyn Asura"]