L Admin
Toydaria.
Poomba's Merchant Dais.
"There was a data call just this morning regarding the missing creds, all the branches are aware now."
"Well kark me 'till next Taungsday, we do have people doing their jobs after all."
"Yes, sir."
"What about the Syndicates? Have we reached out?"
"The Guild knows, the Hunters are spreading the word. We're moving slowly on the Syndicates for positioning, though, your Magnanimous. Several of the brokers think that if we tip too fast, everyone will know it's open season on the Bank."
"Do I look open season to you?"
"No, your Magnanimous."
"Do I look vulnerable, to you?"
"Never, my Magnanimous."
"Do I look in a joking mood, to you?"
"Please," the Toydarian folds his wings and sinks to his knees, groveling. "Your Magnanimous, I meant no disrespect, have mercy."
"DO I LOOK LIKE YOU CAN STEAL MY MONEY, TO YOU." The Aleenan tilted over, the small statured blue alien winding like a snake above the kneeling Toydarian.
"YOUR MAGNANIMOUS PLEA-"
The Toydarian clutches his chest, his eyes beginning to roll into the back of his head.
"If the Syndicate does not play ball," the blue Aleena continued as his advisor was visibly having myocardial infarctions and dying on the dais. "Wipe the Syndicate. If the Empire does not play ball, freeze them. If the Alliance does not play ball, starve them.
And get me those wookiee titted profiles, on the contestants, on the organizers, on everyone. We're declaring total war on the Kaggath. Anyone who touches it is DEAD."
He leaned over the body of the probably dead advisor.
"DEAD," the Aleenan repeated.
1. Follow a participant/organizer of the Kaggath in any thread, obtain information about the Kaggath tournament, who organized it, and why.
2. Bonus credits may be rewarded to any information regarding large exchanges of Underworld Credits regarding the Kaggath.
Poomba's Merchant Dais.
"There was a data call just this morning regarding the missing creds, all the branches are aware now."
"Well kark me 'till next Taungsday, we do have people doing their jobs after all."
"Yes, sir."
"What about the Syndicates? Have we reached out?"
"The Guild knows, the Hunters are spreading the word. We're moving slowly on the Syndicates for positioning, though, your Magnanimous. Several of the brokers think that if we tip too fast, everyone will know it's open season on the Bank."
"Do I look open season to you?"
"No, your Magnanimous."
"Do I look vulnerable, to you?"
"Never, my Magnanimous."
"Do I look in a joking mood, to you?"
"Please," the Toydarian folds his wings and sinks to his knees, groveling. "Your Magnanimous, I meant no disrespect, have mercy."
"DO I LOOK LIKE YOU CAN STEAL MY MONEY, TO YOU." The Aleenan tilted over, the small statured blue alien winding like a snake above the kneeling Toydarian.
"YOUR MAGNANIMOUS PLEA-"
The Toydarian clutches his chest, his eyes beginning to roll into the back of his head.
"If the Syndicate does not play ball," the blue Aleena continued as his advisor was visibly having myocardial infarctions and dying on the dais. "Wipe the Syndicate. If the Empire does not play ball, freeze them. If the Alliance does not play ball, starve them.
And get me those wookiee titted profiles, on the contestants, on the organizers, on everyone. We're declaring total war on the Kaggath. Anyone who touches it is DEAD."
He leaned over the body of the probably dead advisor.
"DEAD," the Aleenan repeated.
1. Follow a participant/organizer of the Kaggath in any thread, obtain information about the Kaggath tournament, who organized it, and why.
2. Bonus credits may be rewarded to any information regarding large exchanges of Underworld Credits regarding the Kaggath.
