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Partey partey.... Ho ho ho

Late for the feast, it was an outrage that would see floggings of his staff! The evermore illusive and fat Goros entered with his usual entourage of muscle, a veritable wall of mercenaries and beyond them his most trusted Noghri underlings that didn’t allow much anyone to get within spitting distance, it seemed wherever he had been he had been growing his power base, even with some TU and Raven impediments across his holdings. A mess which had caused the hutt to return to strategizing, but tonight was about strategizing how much food he could fit in his belly at any one time, a far more important use of his time!

As usual a certain familiar red zeltron speaker stood to the forefront of the hutts in attendance, bowing to the other assembled hutts as was custom, and giving Goros’s now somewhat familiar address.

“O grandio Goros du Hutt amu intoe” Clearing his throat at the door to translate, the zeltron continued "his honor, our glorious Goros the Hutt, has entered.”

As usual the illusive Goros had arranged a gift, not silver this time, exotic metals and one or two rare gemstones, carried in two buckets by human slaves, and placed in front of [member="Sempra the Hutt"]'s personal quarters or throne as directed for his guards to take care of later. It seemed business wasn’t all together bad, even if Goros's latest ambitious projects had cost him a fortune… or so the rumors said, because speaking about what those projects directly was usually enough to find a knife in your back.
 
With all the movement in the main hall of the white palace most blended in well. Hutts present naturally did not, but there were enough of them that a single one like [member="Goros the Hutt"] did not raise much alarm.

Unless on knew who this hutt was, or rather what he specialized in. Upon facing Goros Sempra inclined his head and waved forward slaves to accept the gifts on his behalf.

"Most graceous of you honored brethren. I will have them evaluated and placed according their price to decorate our ancient palace for all to envy and crave." Sempra boomed. He knew [member="Goros the Hutt"] had gained substantial power of late and it pleased Sempra to see some of the other hutts starting to take place in the ranks of the cartel.

Because of this servants soon swarmed around the hutt guest making sure his every need was satisfied.
 
Vinskk was standing next to Sempra now at the Hutt's throne. This was interesting. The Supreme Mogul had bestowed a blessing upon a Mandalorian and accepted some gifts from another Hutt.

Gifts...oh, yeah!

Vinskk reached for his comlink and pressed the 'call' button, sending a high pitched alert to Free-Eyes. The gift would be on it's way momentarily.

Meanwhile, the Trandoshan Slaver king raised a mostly empty glass and hissed in a sort of toast to himself, then drained what remained of his drink, letting loose a massive belch.

This was fun.
 
As [member="Sempra the Hutt"] raised his hand and in an offer, Kaster fought the almost natural instinct to steal the ring upon the Hutts finger. Instead Kaster slipped nodded his head respectfully and shook the Hutt Lords hand before leaning slowly and kissing the ring.

His tone seemingly colder as the cocky smirk parted around his next words...... What can I do to to help us grow M'Lord? Kaster was Raring to go and wanted to forth and earn his place inside the inner circle
 
As [member="Kaster Sane"] bent down to kiss the ring Sempras sly grin turned into something more serious. The strike of true traditional honor was important to the hutt archon at these times. The mercenary had been accepted into Sempras inner circle and it meant that he would enjoy certain privileges. It also meant that Sempra expected a great deal of loyalty from him. From here on [member="Kaster Sane"] would find his prestige in the cartel higher, yet his life would be more entangled and harder to break free from, on this day and forward.

He knew it and everyone around knew it.

"Rise enforcer of my will." he commanded. "Your place is now in my court, oversee and protect my interest in my palace and in the domain of the hutt cartel. You will be called upon when the time is right."

And with that he returned his gaze to [member="Vinskk Revamp"] making sure he too acknowledged Sempras decision.
 
[member="Sempra the Hutt"]

With a nod of respect he stood up and stood near Sempra. Cold glaring eyes scanned over the crowd, Searching for signs of any who cared to challenge his new position. A cocky smile curling his lips as he finally turned back to Sempra and spoke..... Your enemies will crumble beneath my boots Your Excellency
 
Revamp nodded in affirmation to Sempra's choice, at the way the Hutt had just affirmed that the mercenary before him would serve the Cartel for quite a while.

"We certainly hope our enemies fall swiftly to you, Enforcer."

The Trandoshan clicked slowly, studying the Zabrak that was before the Hutt. Yes. He would do finely.

"Come with me. Let us talk."

The Slaver King gave a wave of a taloned hand to beckon Kaster over to him while he walked to a nearby table. It was obvious that the lizard was not one to be ignored, so he fully expected the warrior to follow him and sit across from him.

[member="Sempra the Hutt"] [member="Kaster Sane"]
 
The dealing on Hutta had took too long. Raka sat on his large Hoversled as he reached the entrace of the palace where a guard quickly opened the door for him. As Raka slithered of his Hoversled and onto the ground he smirked and looked at the wonderful party infront of him. Sempra knew how to throw a party. Raka looked over to the throne where Sempra was and slithered his way.
 
[member="Vinskk Revamp"]


He studied the Slave Master for a moment as he spoke to Sempra and then silently followed the Trandoshan over to his table. He'd seen Revamp around, knew who he was and what he did for the Cartel. Sane was no stranger to slaving, He quite enjoyed the thrill of capturing other beings and bending them to his will, But for now he would flop down into the chair across from Vinssk and see what he had to say.
 

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