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Golden Ticket

Zahori had knowledge of the Golden Company through their success in their missions they were hired to do by the Sith Empire. They were cunning, ruthless, and effective. Perfect candidates as Koensayr's first contract deal. Zahori knew her company was still in it's infantile stages, but she had plans for the future. Plans that would put her company on the map and make it rival even Kuat Drive Yards or Vanir Technologies. but that was years in the future. She had to focus on the now. And now was the time to speak with the mercenaries.

Zahori secured a meeting place at the Jade Simian, a restaurant on the planet Camden in Sith Empire space. Save for the employees and Zahori, the restaurant was empty. Zahori needed no distractions from her meeting. She could have brought the Golden Company's commanders to a board room, but she knew better than to bring mercenaries to a place like that. To get business with someone, you have to talk to them in a place they're comfortable with. Somewhere that they feel like they can speak freely and openly. There was no other place Zahori could think of than the Jade Simian.

Zahori had a large round table reserved for her and the Golden Company commanders, she sat alone, awaiting their arrival.
 

Eyros

The Clanless
Business had been good of late. Anytime where war was involved it always was good to be in the business of spilling blood, the explosion of battle across the Alliance and First Order borders had allowed Khonsu to push several lucrative contracts onto the Golden Company’s ledgers and a steady flow of credits that followed. Yet they also had particularly well paying connections within other Imperial interests, mostly to state the Sith Empire that had allowed for the Company to steadily grow in size and reputation.

It was Camden that the Golden Company, or more specifically Novax, who had through the grit of war become a trusted ear of the commanding phalanx, was sent. While as blood thirsty as the next Novax maintained a level of nobility around him thanks to his upbringing and it had made him a favourite of Khonsu’s to dispatch for negotiation purposes and pursuit of more contracts. Today was one of those tasks it would seem.

Novax was not one of those fortune hunters who decided everyday was a potential battle, so rather then the armour he wore for battle he opted for more comfort. Gilded golden robes that had become a favourite casual wear within the Company, even if his were slightly more elaborate then most. It would go far to show that the Company were not just brutes but legitimate business minds, who while trading in murder and blood had a sense of honour about them beyond their reputation.

Entering the Jade Simian the mercenary separated from the two who had escorted him from his ship, the dark skinned Thyrsians taking position outside the restaurant to assure that company business stayed as ever private between them and the client. Novax however, now approaching the table stopped, put a hand on his chest before breaking into a low and long bow.

“Novax, representative of the Golden Company.” He would say through accented lips. He was well aware that any who thought of the Thyrsian way being purely for those of Thyrsian blood would be caught aside by his tanned, yet clearly caucasian skin. “I hope we find you well.” He would not sit, for it would be impolite to do so without first and invitation.

[member="Zahori Denko"]
 
Zahori smiled as the first of the Golden Company's representatives joined her in the restaurant. She bowed before him, respectfully, before speaking. "It is a pleasure to meet you and speak to you face to face, Novax." A waiter of the restaurant walked past Novax and pulled out a seat for him.

"Please, do have a seat. We have much to talk about and not much time to speak on it." Once Novax took his seat, Zahori would sit in her already pulled out chair and scoot herself firmly under the table.

"If more of your people come along, we will just have to fill them in on the plans later, is this acceptable?" The waiter from before came buy with a glass of water and palced it on the table before Novax. The crystalline liquid in the glass appeared fresh and delectable to the eye.

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