Jacks Bar 'n' Grill!

[Daak Dakaara]

[member="Jack Raxis"] [member="Xzara Vox"]

Daak was beginning to like this guy. He spoke in a way that tickled the pissed off pirate in all the good ways. He wrapped a finger around the tumbler and threw the whiskey back. Not only free, but better than bantha piss... quite a generous criminal.

"Mate, you keep buying me drinks and I'll follow you into the belly of a Sarlac and set up camp," he wiped some whiskey from the fur on his chin. He leveled a gaze at the young gal sitting beside him. "What say you, lass? In for some rough and tumble?" The ragged Bothan through her a wink.

 

[Xzara Vox]

Xzara smiled to herself as she felt the little tug at her subconscious. She raised her eyes to the two men, what they were talking about seemed perfect. The exact reason she had come here today.

"That is just what I am looking for actually." She held out her hand to the furry man, she wasn't familiar with his species. "I'm Xzara, Xzara Vox."

[member="Jack Raxis"]
[member="Daak Dakaara"]

 

[Daak Dakaara]

[member="Xzara Vox"] [member="Jack Raxis"]

Daak's scarred muzzle was always twisted into a coy sort of grin, but he threw some extra effort into it for the sake of the girl. "Captain Daak Dakaara," he rasped, taking the human's hand into her own. Human's usually grossed him out. They were all like naked young pups who hadn't grown into their fur, but there was something about a female, regardless of species, who was eager to charge towards danger that pulled on the pirates attention.

After they shook he turned back to the barkeep. "Seems like you're well on your way towards a crew, mate. What do you say we get this party started?"

 

[RC 212]

[member="Daak Dakaara"] [member="Xzara Vox"]

Jack watched the exchange in between a flurry of new orders for Bantha burgers and ales. There was much going on and so little time to accomplish it. Credits were heaping into the register, and being deposited in the vault, and Pazaak tables were filling up, player jeering and yelling across the chaotic room.

"Well hold on now mate. You aint even heard the rest of the plan."

His hands poured them all another drink, and then rested flat on the countertop.

"The beginning of this operation gives way into something much larger. Each group, gang section whatever will be free to establish their own ports, taxes and rules of the trade wherever they go. The only hangup is the standing forces. We'll need to keep a small standing force and a large reserve force to protect ourselves from prying Empires. I propose a small tax for the standing force."

Jack slammed back and shot and bit like a savage into a Bantha burger.

"The other part of that equation is the reserves. Ordinary people forming militia when we get attacked. For now it's not an issue, but later it will be. Each sector will have it's own underground economy. I'm not interested in running planets, just having free reign to do what we will by paying off the authorities."

The burger slid down his throat with another gulp of ale.

"Free market will drive all of that of course. Regulation of prices usually occurs via the vote of the credit holder. If people get greedy, folks can go somewhere else and they'll lose their business. Simple right?"

 

[Alana Vettry]

Alana wander Nar Shaddaa looking information or something that could help her locating the bounty hunters of Tijure the Hutt, she saw this place called
Jacks Bar 'n' Grill! maybe she could find something in there, she enter and call the Bartender ( [member="Jack Raxis"] )

"Give me something to eat and a glass of water... And maybe this is not the best place to ask but... If you know anything about some bounty hunters that kidnap Twi'leks to sell them as slave, tell me everything,"

She didn't think that the guy would tell her anything, this place is known as the smuggler's moon, obviously they are going to protect each other, but in the end she had nothing to lose