Daxton Bane
Character
It was rather a simple matter for Daxton to infiltrate the next planet targeted for acquisition by the Empire, after all like most planets in the Galaxy they did have a space port. The problem was getting them to understand what he was saying. Silently he raged that he might was well be talking with a tuna with a face, but he couldn't say that to their faces. It took him a week to find a submersible droid with a protocol upgrade capable of communicating to them his purpose. Rather the purpose of Rhatt Olange, representative of a Trade Consortium of Free Planets, who had come to Morje to discuss trade agreements.
Still he was able to make inroads with them when he gave them 'friendship' gifts. They had practically swooned when he explained that they were moonstones. The shiny baubles weren't really moonstones, rather mildly radiated isotopes that were harmless save for pulse of energy allowing anyone with the proper scanner to track the holder.
In his guise as Rhatt, he explained to them that the Trade Consortium wished to trade for basic and luxury goods in exchange for coral as well as medical tech. He had obtained samples for later study on how they could be used for Sith purposes. What information he was able to gather was sent via encrypted code to his superiors.
To celebrate the 'success' of the trade talks he was throwing a small party in the underwater apartment he had leased for some of the select leaders of their society. Strange that all of them were female but it was not his concern. They were polite but seem to look down on him because of his sex. Well that would change soon enough.
When this party was over his droids would be collecting dna samples that his guests had left behind. That should provide them with an extra edge should the leadership prove resistant to change. If they don't agree they would die and die horribly. Daxton would ensure they would die in a most horrible manner indeed. He absolutely hated spending all day wearing a rebreather unit, but that was a necessary when dealing with an aquatic species.
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OOC: made corrections due to facts discrepancy pointed out to me. Thanks for the save. Apologies in advance Flint.
Still he was able to make inroads with them when he gave them 'friendship' gifts. They had practically swooned when he explained that they were moonstones. The shiny baubles weren't really moonstones, rather mildly radiated isotopes that were harmless save for pulse of energy allowing anyone with the proper scanner to track the holder.
In his guise as Rhatt, he explained to them that the Trade Consortium wished to trade for basic and luxury goods in exchange for coral as well as medical tech. He had obtained samples for later study on how they could be used for Sith purposes. What information he was able to gather was sent via encrypted code to his superiors.
To celebrate the 'success' of the trade talks he was throwing a small party in the underwater apartment he had leased for some of the select leaders of their society. Strange that all of them were female but it was not his concern. They were polite but seem to look down on him because of his sex. Well that would change soon enough.
When this party was over his droids would be collecting dna samples that his guests had left behind. That should provide them with an extra edge should the leadership prove resistant to change. If they don't agree they would die and die horribly. Daxton would ensure they would die in a most horrible manner indeed. He absolutely hated spending all day wearing a rebreather unit, but that was a necessary when dealing with an aquatic species.
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OOC: made corrections due to facts discrepancy pointed out to me. Thanks for the save. Apologies in advance Flint.