Not Ordo
Just under the upper hand.
The port of Nar Shada. Likely one of the worst possible places in the galaxy for one to go unarmed but likley one of the best possible places to go for unique goods. The deep thrum from thousands of machines running in concert combined with the sounds of thousands of beings shouting, fighting, and living created a din of spectacular proportions. You could fins beings from nearly anywhere in the galaxy here and with them come trinkets and baubles rarely seen by the rest of the galaxy's denizens. So, this is where Elan Grey the simple antiques and rarities dealer came to buy, sell and trade.
He walked calmly, his simple black suit rustled quietly as his cane clacked against the duracrete of the market. He didn't particularly know what the days venture would turn up but he had prepared for most eventualities. He had rented a small one room shop in the market and set up some simple wares, art, memorabilia and such from his travels amongst the stars. His prized wares today were a Sith data crystal made by some Nautolan that evidently had a grasp of anatomy. The crystal was purely academic of course. Elan was certain very few would understand the intricacies of the force applied to one being or another etcetera. He would be careful not to part with it cheaply or to an unsavory sort but those precautions were likely unnecessary.
He unlocked the simple storefront that was far more expensive than it was worth and began setting up. A full rebel era flight suit. Several antique droids, art from the killiks and massasi tribes, the crystal in a shielded case a few antique swords, one of which he was sure was alchemized for use against lightsabers and an old bound tome. The tome was well preserved but fragile and he was still not sure of it's value quite yet. All, perfectly legal for sale...on Nar Shada anyway.
He walked calmly, his simple black suit rustled quietly as his cane clacked against the duracrete of the market. He didn't particularly know what the days venture would turn up but he had prepared for most eventualities. He had rented a small one room shop in the market and set up some simple wares, art, memorabilia and such from his travels amongst the stars. His prized wares today were a Sith data crystal made by some Nautolan that evidently had a grasp of anatomy. The crystal was purely academic of course. Elan was certain very few would understand the intricacies of the force applied to one being or another etcetera. He would be careful not to part with it cheaply or to an unsavory sort but those precautions were likely unnecessary.
He unlocked the simple storefront that was far more expensive than it was worth and began setting up. A full rebel era flight suit. Several antique droids, art from the killiks and massasi tribes, the crystal in a shielded case a few antique swords, one of which he was sure was alchemized for use against lightsabers and an old bound tome. The tome was well preserved but fragile and he was still not sure of it's value quite yet. All, perfectly legal for sale...on Nar Shada anyway.