Public Galactic Market | Bracca

[Rayne Lo'to]

Galactic Market
Bracca
Tags: Kaelen Varrin , Stomme Kleine Kikker , Pari Sylune , Sinya Tarkona , Ronhar Tane , Lucy Laccarr , Hilal Vizsla , Chaos_Cat

Rayne Runner | Trash Mobile Home
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While known for it's expansive shipyards, a bustling community center was regularly flooded with goods on the planet of Bracca. As a neutral world, many from across the galaxy came to peddle their wares without the overbearing presence of galactic powers and their oversight. The shipyards were always ready to capitalize on visitors, exchanging valuable scrap for incoming goods. Once again the street market was bustling, with many looking to haggle their way to a profit.

In Bracca's Galactic Market anything goes. Spice, illegal weapons, high fashion, droids, you name it. No payment is denied either. If you can barter something of equivalent value or find a way to reduce the price of goods, you may often find yourself walking away with a steal. Rayne, of course, was familiar with this. She frequented many markets to sell her salvaged goods. It was going to be a good day. She had managed to find some valuable ship parts to make her haul worth while, stuff she was eager to get exchanged for something that would get her finances back in the green. Hopefully.

It was lightly raining now, and she had just gotten her walker, the Rayne Runner, crouched down to set up her market stall. Hopefully the rain wouldn't keep business down too much. Thankfully, despite the drizzle, the marketgoers were out in full force.

Maybe she would get lucky today.

Spoiler: OOC Info + Wares

This is a thread for scrapper-type characters to bring their goods to sell, as well as for travelers to come and buy said junk. No PVP on terms of principle for the style of thread this is, and please leave a list of the things your character is selling. Canon items and custom items are both welcome. Barter, haggle, do whatever.

Rayne's Wares:

• GH05-T SPARK Droid - 10
• Heat Waste Sink - 5
• B1-series Battle Droid - 2
• Deflector shield generator - 1
• Class 4 Hyperdrive - 1
• Gungan personal energy shield - 6
• Scout trooper helmet - 4
• Gamorrean Bobble-Head - 27
• Palladium Fusion Core - 20

 

[Tilon Quill]

Rain slicked Tilon's brilliant hair down despondently. He'd bought a hat too late. But the drizzle wasn't too bad and he felt considerably less despondent than his hair. Downright positive really. He has high hopes about unloading his backpack full of salvage from that Ashlan cult derelict.

He ducked under the awning of a stall that had just gone up in the shelter of an unusual walker. The proprietor was a green Twi'lek woman who seemed like she knew her business. The gear here, those little cold fusion cores in particular, piqued his interest. And that Class Four drive — he could certainly use a backup.

"How's it going?" he said in flawless Twi'lek, unslinging his clanking bag and opening the wide flap to display. "I've got my eye on that drive — what ship's it from? How many parsecs?"

He dug out his big take, an old but unmatched MVSE Aryzah relativistic shield.

"Any interest in barter? This is a time distortion rig."

Rayne Lo'to

 

[Rayne Lo'to]

Bracca
Tags: Tilon Quill

Rayne Runner | Trash Mobile Home
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"How's it going?" he said in flawless Twi'lek, unslinging his clanking bag and opening the wide flap to display. "I've got my eye on that drive — what ship's it from? How many parsecs?"

Rayne stared a bit deadpan for a moment. She wasn't fluent in Twi'leki. She was born on Nar Shaddaa, only recently visiting the home of her people for the first time. Needless to say she recognized the sounds, but had no idea what it was that was said. She stood there awkwardly, a little lost on what it was that was being said.

He wanted to barter at least, which was fine. That was a rather advanced shield projector, the sort of thing that protected you from time dilation jumping to hyperspace, though it seemed to have a bit of age to it. Was he interested in the hyper drive? That was the only real equivalent piece of equipment that she had.

"Are you asking about the hyper-drive?" she asked, not with her voice. She had taken control of a vocoder which hung from the roof of her walker. "Sorry, I am not fluent in Twi'lek... I was not born there."