Cryax Bane
Red-eyed Snake

"A great man's greatest good luck is to die at the right time."
There was a dark cloud over the Dragon Palace Casino today as the Red Ravens were gathered on the main casino floor to say goodbye to [member="Lysle of the Hydian Way"], the former Vice President of the Red Ravens crime syndicate and the man behind the organization’s rise to power in the Outer Rim. The casino had shut its doors for the event and the silence of the usual din of Pazaak tables, Jubilee Wheels, and Lugjack machines gave the room an eerie pall.
The casket was closed. No one asked why and Cryax didn’t offer a reason. The only thing that was publicly known about Lysle’s death was that he had been gunned down during a bloody uprising on the planet of Makeb by an assailant that Cryax had identified as Genevieve Lasedri.
The Chiss President, dressed in a black funeral suit, stepped in front of a large group of mourners, most of them Red Ravens, some of them personal friends, allies, and even former enemies of Rigger’s. The Chiss cleared his throat and spoke into the headset mic hooked around his ear. Knowing that the late crime boss wouldn’t have wanted a great deal of pomp and circumstance, Bane had a short speech prepared, and gave it without a teleprompter.
“Lysle of the Hydian Way was the very essence of courage, of duty, of brotherhood. All over the Outer Rim, Rigger was a symbol of freedom who proved that men can make their own destinies out from under the thumb of overbearing nanny governments like the Republic. Possessing natural ruthlessness and cunning, he needed no one’s permission to take what was his. Some called him an outlaw, and yes, that he was. But I called him a good friend. Lysle Rigger believed in me when no one else did. He had a prescience for spotting talent in people, and much like the betting here at this casino that he built, he played to win. Please join me in having drinks tonight for Lysle of the Hydian Way and to say goodbye to the man who made all of this possible.” His voice choking up near the end of his speech, the Chiss waved his hand around the room indicating the lavish, sprawling casino the man had called his home.
Cryax then walked over to the lid of the casket and trailed his hand across it. “Goodbye Lysle,” he simply whispered. As a doleful silence lingered in the air, the Chiss crime boss addressed the crowd once again, and in grim voice asked:
“Would anyone else like to say a few words on Lysle’s behalf?”
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