Shadows of Bankor

Venator is at the bounty hunter office looking over bounties when he receives notification of a call coming in on his commlink. He goes to find somewhere quiet to take his call. He listens for a moment before he stands up abruptly.

"Are you alrighd darl'n? Dose dang Imps." He pounds his fist on the wall in frustration at the news.

A voice crackled over the comm with clanking and shifting in the background. It sounded like she was moving something around. "I mean... I'm not great. I got a lightsaber across the torso. Horus is barely alive. Lots of warriors and foundlings fell to them. We're moving the enclave now."

"Did dey have any reason for a wrangl'n a fighd wid us?" Venator asks.

"Lemme know da coordinades lader."

"They were trying to strong arm us into a contract," She replied with an audible sigh. "One of the Inquisitors seems to have some kind of grudge or something."

"Yeah, I'll send a message later."

"A condracd? Whad kind of deal we dalk'n 'boud?" Venator asks.

"I won't talk about it outright over an unsecured channel, but I will say it's the targets you would expect them to be after."

"Aiighd. I'll come by to see you lader and ged da dedails. Dake care of yerself Sacha." Venator replies before he turns off his commlink.

/scene I guess