The Reaper of Won Shasot

Location: Nar Shadaa
The last time Dax had been on the world...well he couldn't say it was good. He'd ended up with a stranger about thirty levels down in gang territory and no way back up to the surface...but, that stranger would one day be his wife, so he couldn't say it was the worst either. That was years ago now, the Rogue Master had been little more than a Jedi Padawan back then. So much had changed since then. On the other hand, some things never changed.And Nar Shadaa hadn't changed one bit. The place was still a wretched hive of scum and villainy. And home to oddly good booze. While it had been the former that had brought Dax back to the planet, needing to deal with a particularly nasty bounty, the drinks were why he was staying. The Marshal sat at a bar sipping on...honestly he didn't know what the hell this was, but it was strong and it was good. The sounds of the bar echoed around him, laughter, the occasional cat call, and thankfully no fights. All in all, it was a pretty good day, and Dax was in the mood to make some friends...
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