Judah Dashiell
Salvage Empire
@[member="Harkin Kane"] | @[member="Jorus Merrill"] | @[member="Sammo Hache-Khe of Rae"] | Fairweld Casino, Estalle Island on Procopia
There wasn't much a nerd, a torch carrying bounty hunter, a married businessman and a flying motel Captain could agree on. With such an odd and diverse group, the challenge was to find something entertaining for them all. The wealthy and highly political planet of Procopia provided the answer. Located on Estalle Island was a large Entertainment District, home to a number of casinos and various amusements.
The Fairweld Casino was their current base of operations. Like everything on Procopia it was ornate and in his mind, a bit on the gaudy side. Judah and his group were on the open level of the casino, he doubted any of them felt like throwing their money away in the high-roller clubs that operated on the topmost levels. Off in the distance, the mildly annoying sound of lugjack machines could be heard, sucking in credits like a gale on the ocean.
Taking a long drag of his cigarette, Judah stared at his sabacc cards. The rest of their merry band was seated around the electronic dealer, along with some fellow casino goers. He already had ten credits in the pile and cruddy cards : an Idiot and Demise, for a grand total of negative thirteen. Looking at the others, Judah wondered whether to keep up the charade or fold.
"Dealer is killin' me over here." Judah commented to the man seated on his right, that torch carrying bounty hunter named Harkin. The two had become fast friends, finding themselves similar in personality and ideals. The two other men in their group - Jorus and Sammo were slightly different. Jorus was a well trusted business associate, one Judah wanted to keep on ordering from Salacia Consolidated. Sammo.....well, Judah needed to approach Sammo about carrying cargo, but in the meantime he was forever thankful to the Captain for getting him that information off a droid brain.
"Jorus, Sammo. I hope your luck is better."
There wasn't much a nerd, a torch carrying bounty hunter, a married businessman and a flying motel Captain could agree on. With such an odd and diverse group, the challenge was to find something entertaining for them all. The wealthy and highly political planet of Procopia provided the answer. Located on Estalle Island was a large Entertainment District, home to a number of casinos and various amusements.
The Fairweld Casino was their current base of operations. Like everything on Procopia it was ornate and in his mind, a bit on the gaudy side. Judah and his group were on the open level of the casino, he doubted any of them felt like throwing their money away in the high-roller clubs that operated on the topmost levels. Off in the distance, the mildly annoying sound of lugjack machines could be heard, sucking in credits like a gale on the ocean.
Taking a long drag of his cigarette, Judah stared at his sabacc cards. The rest of their merry band was seated around the electronic dealer, along with some fellow casino goers. He already had ten credits in the pile and cruddy cards : an Idiot and Demise, for a grand total of negative thirteen. Looking at the others, Judah wondered whether to keep up the charade or fold.
"Dealer is killin' me over here." Judah commented to the man seated on his right, that torch carrying bounty hunter named Harkin. The two had become fast friends, finding themselves similar in personality and ideals. The two other men in their group - Jorus and Sammo were slightly different. Jorus was a well trusted business associate, one Judah wanted to keep on ordering from Salacia Consolidated. Sammo.....well, Judah needed to approach Sammo about carrying cargo, but in the meantime he was forever thankful to the Captain for getting him that information off a droid brain.
"Jorus, Sammo. I hope your luck is better."