Shadows of Bankor

After the shoot-out, Dove had dropped by her apartment to pick up some clean clothes before heading out to rent a speeder. She felt sore and tired, but there were only so many hours in the day she could use before she too had to sleep. There was no rush to get the speeder and leave Rygor just yet, so she took her time along the way to poke around a bit more.

Poking around was dangerous business, but it wasn't like she had much choice in the matter. And in this case she was poking a brutish bear.


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OOC: Looking for info on Captain Hrugos by word-of-mouth. Places he hangs out, what he's been up to, family-matters... the usual street-gossip about a "beloved" public figure. xD

OOC: Streetwise at Average for this with a boost die because he is so beloved.

While better than earlier attempts that day, things never go smooth.

How come it never goes smooth?


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D5 EE Streetwise for gossip on beloved Captain Hrugos. Boost for loveable: 1eP+2eA+1eB+2eD 2 successes, 1 threat

The Brute of Rygor used to hang out at the Salty Nerf enjoying the music of the Monkey-Lizard Blues but now not so much, he rarely leaves the compound in the Industrial district unless he is doing work and lately he has been cracking down hard on any supposed dissidents. Recent word his daughter has arrived on planet, she's a consummate gambler spending time at casinos and places where gambling is bound to happen.

Some folks don't like that she is asking these kinds of questions and she is rebuffed many times as they want nothing to do with the Brute.

It had been a while since she had been to a casino... maybe something to do later. Right now she wasn't feeling up to hitting the casino-scene.

The ones made uncomfortable were given soft apologies and "sorry to bother you"-smiles as she moved on. She couldn't blame these people for not wanting anything to do with the Brute. He was a lot of the bad sides of the Empire mushed into one ugly guy.

Which started to give her pause. The Admiral might accept the loss of someone like Hrugos simply because he was a liability to her strategy - his style didn't mesh with the current image she was trying to give the Empire, with the pet sanctuaries and friendly neighbourhood troopers. She might even... wish for it.

That this assignment was an entrapment of sorts had been on her mind since it first popped up, but this was the first moment she was actually thinking she was playing along to the Admiral's tune. Or maybe I'm just losing my gorram sanity by being in the depths for weeks now. I've never done that for such a long period of time before...

The people go about their lives, everything was pretty chill actually. Just a nice, good day.