Nar Shaddaa

Zeno makes his way to the palace with the head of Udoy the Heart-Eater.

Inside the cantina music is hopping, it is packed as people find an excuse to escape the rain and fill the palace for gambling and carousing. Pretty much the best place to be in Jiguuna.

The party looks like it'd be a fun diversion, but he has things to take care of, he makes his way to the majordomo with dispassion, before looking towards the throne room, expecting to be let told to head in.

The majordomo smirks and waves him inside.

The Sith approaches and waits for an appropriate time to offer the head to Nem'ro, not wanting to interrupt any other business he might be engrossed in, standing there with the head in a sack, seemingly unconcerned.

Zeno Deathwright wrote:The Sith approaches and waits for an appropriate time to offer the head to Nem'ro, not wanting to interrupt any other business he might be engrossed in, standing there with the head in a sack, seemingly unconcerned.

Nem'ro looks over and waves you over and says, "My personal killer, have you brought me something to make me happy?"

The hutt chuckles deeply, his body rolling with laughter.

The Sith Lord, steps up and draws the head from the bag. "A gift."

Zeno Deathwright wrote:The Sith Lord, steps up and draws the head from the bag. "A gift."

Nem'ro grins and has a servant take the bag and dispose of it. He gestures to the majordomo who says, "My magnificent master would like to know if the Heart Eater suffered?"

"Considering the fact that I made the Heart-Eater's own people kill 'em hurt more than any physical pain they endured. I let them know if they didn't do it they would all experience death. And if anyone else uses the name I would return and they would suffer the same," he says, with a nod. "I doubt anyone else will be stupid enough to use the title again."

"That pleases my Master, you have earned your reward. My lord offers you a chance to relax and regain your strength... men, women... whatever your pleasure," the Majordomo responds.

"I'm glad that the mighty Nem'ro is pleased. It's an honor to have worked with him and hope to have the chance to do so on further occasions in the future. During these peace talks, I'll remember that when it comes to honoring the Hutts, we have the gracious Nem'ro to thank as much as any others," he says, implying that bribes, gifts and favors would not only be limited to those Hutts on Nar Shaddaa.

"Nem'ro is pleased that the Empire has not forgotten him, he knows that Dango the Hutt has done a satisfactory job, but Nem'ro would gladly aid the Empire in any endeavor for the right compensation," the Majordomo says with a smile.

"I am certain he has more important business than pleasantries, so I will not take up more of his time," Zeno directs at the majordomo. "And the book can be given to Lt Carza Hilya for safekeeping. She is my second in command." He gives her contact information over. "She stays at the Imperial compound on Nar Shaddaa, but I can arrange for her to come to Jiguna for pickup."

"We can handle delivery, Darth Zash is a cherished ally," the Majordomo says.

"Nem'ro is thankful for your service."

"Of course," he says with a nod. "There was mention of entertainment, and I saw the party was in full swing."

"By all means, enioy the fruits of your labor," the Majordomo says.

Zeno heads to the party to have a few drinks, non-alcoholic, and enjoy the music and entertainment.

Zeno Deathwright wrote:Zeno heads to the party to have a few drinks, non-alcoholic, and enjoy the music and entertainment.

There is a woman who seems a bit out of place trying to get the bartender's attention.

Zeno approaches, nodding to her, before waving the bartender over as well. "Busy in here. The party seems to be bringing all sorts of people in from the rain."

She looks flustered, "I have been waiting to meet with Nem'ro, I knew..."

She looks at the Sith and says with an Outer Rim accent, "Oh... you... you're a Sith. Please don't kill me."

"If all Sith killed everyone they met we wouldn't have an empire," he says with a chuckle, extending a hand for her. "Lord Zeno Deathwright. Perhaps I can help you out?"

"You know Nem'ro?" she asks.

"Just met yesterday, but we seem to be getting on well. But is Nem'ro necessarily the only one that can help you with whatever you need from him? If you've talked to people here already it's likely he's already aware of what you want. You may not have given a sufficient gift or he might be uninterested in business with you depending on circumstances."

The woman frowns and says, "I just wanted to meet him."

She puts the datapad on the counter which has an invoice for Nem'zo in Huttese. It looks like a contract for construction work. She says, "You tell him that I can't pay him till I get a signature."

Maybe she's bad at Huttese.

"I see. Well, Hutts do like to get paid," he says with a nod. "I imagine that the majordomo has legal rights to sign off on things for him. What did she say when you spoke with her?"