"1,000,000!?!" That voice roared through the street, it came from Felran, a young Zabrak in his twenties. "A minute ago you said 10,000!" Felran was angered to the breaking point, he was inside the 'Lucky Hutt' a pawnshop that contained some of the rarest and oldest items someone could have. The owner shook his head as Felran spoke "It was 10,000. Then you told me who it belonged to." "YOU DONT EVEN KNOW WHO HE WAS!" The item they were arguing about wasn't any of the vintage blasters or kyber crystals, it was a pair of black gloves and a black robe in the back of the shop. "I don't indeed, but it seems like he is important to you." "IM HIS DESCENDANT OF COURSE HE'S IMPORTANT" The owner furled his eyes in annoyance "I'm not going to keep talking about this, if you don't have the credits then just leave."
Felran stormed out in anger, accidently toppling someone over. "I apologize, I didn't see where I was going."
[member="Vega the Chaos Mage"]
Felran stormed out in anger, accidently toppling someone over. "I apologize, I didn't see where I was going."
[member="Vega the Chaos Mage"]