Misery in Mos Eisley As dusk fell upon the desert world of Tatooine, a dark, dingy cantina in Mos Eisley Spaceport was beginning to become crowded with patrons. The tavern was abuzz with conversation in several languages and spanned many subjects just like any another evening. There were smuggler's working out new agreements, bounty hunter's looking for new prey,drug dealers making discrete sales, prostitutes prepping and preening themselves for their next prospects. Much like Tatooine itself, the place was a den of sin and lawlessness which was why many sentient beings loved them both, with the exception of one man who was disgusted by it all. Sitting alone at the bar, a Mon Calamari named Niral Fints barely paid any mind to the filth and depravity around him as he pondered the drastic turn that his life had taken. Once a prominent Imperial operative, wealthy and well respected, he had now been reduced to taking a joMisery in Mos Eisley by deristad
Nightfall on Nar Shaddaa As Tortai Haar prepped the front galley of an aging Corellian Star shuttle for a flight from Tatooine to Nar Shaddaa, the orange skinned togruta dreaded the trip ahead of her. Of all the cover jobs she had taken in her career as a spy, being a shuttle line stewardess was probably her least favorite. It was hours on end, wading through grumpy passengers in a form fitting purple miniskirt dress and matching uncomfortable high heeled boots. Plus the ships had pale orange interiors with gray carpet that looked as if it hadn’t been replaced since the Clone Wars. Despite these drawbacks, it was a great cover: it provided free transportation; the turnover rate was really high which meant there were always jobs available, and the alias she used had not yet been compromised so it made changing her identity much easier. Plus, she got to work with her best friend Kina who always seemNightfall on Nar Shaddaa by deristad
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After she finished her cover job Tortai was actually glad when she returned to Coruscant. She got to see all of her friends again and was even glad to see her boss. She compiled her final report on her mission and turned it in to Nathaniel Logan. As she sat across from him and he scanned the information on her datapad, he looked extremely pleased.
“Excellent work, Agent Haar, most impressive,” Logan looked at data-pad. “I would like to know more about that Imperial togrutan agent you encountered, Sminaa Car.”
“Not much to tell, she seems harmless enough,” Tortai shrugged. “Although, I wouldn’t want to underestimate her, she’s got the potential to be a very talented agent. She’s also a good infiltrator.”
“Hmm, I’ll keep a note of that.” Logan scrolled. “Let’s see, attempted abduction by bounty hunter Jericho Savage, you
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The morning after meeting with Tarn, Tortai had contacted Darren Vergesen and been invited over for dinner that night. She could tell he was excited as she talked to him over the com link; he seemed barely able to contain himself. She found his lust for her distasteful, but not uncommon. Human men seemed to have a very competitive nature about sex; they were always appointing some kind of value on the women they slept with. Togrutan women had extra value even over other non-human women, possibly due to the perception that they were all athletic and strong willed. Tortai knew that was just a stereotype, togrutan women varied in appearance and behavior as much as most humanoids. Of course, that didn’t mean she wouldn’t use those perceptions to her advantage. She considered seduction a useful method to extract information, it was an easy way to get silly men lulled into an overly relaxed state and get them talking.
It wasn’t her fa
Star Wars Bio: Lippi VittbugSpecies: Human
Homeworld: Yaga Minor
Era: New Republic
Lippi Vittbug (nee Vorsky) is the wife of the Imperial banker, Vislor Vittbug.
Born on the fortress world of Yaga Minor, Lippi studied psychology at the Imperial University. After graduation she joined the Imperial Security Bureau. She worked as an interrogator, questioning those suspected of disloyalty to the Empire. Excelling in this role, she quickly reached the rank of major.
Lippi met Vislor Vittbug when arranging security at a charitable event. The banker instantly fell for her cool blue eyes and stern manner. After their marriage, Lippi resigned from the ISB and took up the role of socialite housewife full time.
Having spent her career working in Imperial detention centres, she greatly enjoyed the change to yacht parties and racecourses. Lippi does not share her husband's enthusiasm for land speeder racing, but adores the social connections that the Canntrop Grand Prix offers. Lipp