The Alcatraz depot lounge and pub

[Mímir]

The door to the pub slides open, a man walks in. Of average height and build and looking like a gentleman with a questionable personal hygiene, he doesn't stand out in any way, except for his gaze quickly browsing the other guests at the pub, as if he is trying to guess the weight of their wallets. He is clearly a pirate, and it is clear that this is his first visit to Alcatraz. Walking slowly towards the barkeeper he draws in a deep breath. He looks nervous.

"A bottle of Liberty's finest ale, Sir."

As the barkeeper opens the bottle of ale and slides it towards the man, he notices that the stranger made a 1000 credit transfer for the beer. He looks up and nods to the stranger. He knows where this is going.

"I need some information. Some help, Sir. I want some people killed. Can you help me with that?"

The barkeeper has heard those lines a 1000 times before. People always want other people killed.

"And who tha' fellas ya want killed?"

The stranger takes a sip of his beer and slowly puts it down.

"The Mandalorians. I want them all hunted down and killed, so they never set foot in Liberty again. And I bring credits to fuel the fire."

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