The Admiralty
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Silver Station[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Doldur Sector[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]It was an universal truth of the Galaxy that sometimes a man needed to have a problem solved, but sometimes this problem and the subsequent fixing could not - or rather should not - be traced back to that same man.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Call it a concern of publicity, a general lack of time to personally get involved or perhaps a keen mixture of both, but the result was the same. This man was now forced to find himself a different avenue for his operations, and much the same could be said about Vassik Kilvaari. A Magister of the InterGalactic Banking Clan the Muun had found himself deeply involved in a lot of matters that could be considered profitable as well as… [/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px]dangerous.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Part of these operations could be solved by the Death Watch, gracefully provided by the Primeval for his aid in some of their matters, others could be executed by the other guards trained by the Mandalorian Protectors.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]But sometimes you needed more… sometimes you needed that extra ace in the hole. It was for this reason that Vassik had traveled to Silver Station to meet with the leader of the Jackals, they had already briefly met during the meeting between the Primeval and the Hutt Cartel, but that hadn’t been a good backdrop for these kind of talks.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]The Muun’s transport would exchange security codes, before it commenced landing protocols. Soon enough he found himself standing in the hangar itself, waiting for [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] to arrive.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Doldur Sector[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]It was an universal truth of the Galaxy that sometimes a man needed to have a problem solved, but sometimes this problem and the subsequent fixing could not - or rather should not - be traced back to that same man.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Call it a concern of publicity, a general lack of time to personally get involved or perhaps a keen mixture of both, but the result was the same. This man was now forced to find himself a different avenue for his operations, and much the same could be said about Vassik Kilvaari. A Magister of the InterGalactic Banking Clan the Muun had found himself deeply involved in a lot of matters that could be considered profitable as well as… [/SIZE][SIZE=10.6666666666667px]dangerous.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]Part of these operations could be solved by the Death Watch, gracefully provided by the Primeval for his aid in some of their matters, others could be executed by the other guards trained by the Mandalorian Protectors.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]But sometimes you needed more… sometimes you needed that extra ace in the hole. It was for this reason that Vassik had traveled to Silver Station to meet with the leader of the Jackals, they had already briefly met during the meeting between the Primeval and the Hutt Cartel, but that hadn’t been a good backdrop for these kind of talks.[/SIZE]
[SIZE=10.6666666666667px]The Muun’s transport would exchange security codes, before it commenced landing protocols. Soon enough he found himself standing in the hangar itself, waiting for [member="Flannigan Mcnash"] to arrive.[/SIZE]