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Wars Cry-deep space

Lanth hadn't flown in some time and was surprised at how natural it still felt, even with a hang over. The hum of the engines the creeping of the hull, all the noises that one can forget about made the ship feel like his home again instead of his prison. Taking a deep drag off a cigara Lanth smiled as he exhaled and said "Next stop Nar Shaddaa"

"Logan Hunt, at your service."
He flourished a bow quite elegantly

Returning the bow, the old man said, "Ka'all Endar, at yours." As he turned to follow, he added with a smile, "For some reason, they think I'm the leader of the Je'daii, so if you need anything...." he trailed off with a chuckle as he looked down at Elyria and winked.

Epoch Wren.

Ka'all almost felt like a youngling he was so giddy at the mention of going home finally, and when Corvin commanded his droid to show the old Je'daii master to a shower and new robes, he had trouble keeping his composure being filled with such happiness. "I'm finally going to feel human again," he thought to himself as he followed the droid.

Stripping off the black, tattered sith robes, Master Endar looked down at them with disgust. "I'm going to see to it that these things are burned to ash," he thought as he threw them into a corner. Glancing at himself in the mirror before stepping into the shower, his happiness faded a little. What once was a pretty chiseled torso for a man his age, was now riddled with jagged scars from his recent torture. It wasn't that he was vain, the sadness was for Zara, that one so young could be tormented enough to do something like this. Stepping into the shower, his sadness melted away with the grime as the sonic shower did its job to perfection. The old master hadn't felt this good in ages. "Just a bit longer," he thought with a smile, "I need to make sure to get ALL the dirt and grime."

Nar Shaddaa-was cry

Lanth flew towards the Red Eclipse, first casino he'd seen upon entry. Docking his ship with a satisfying amount of precision, for not having flown for some time, Lanth was greeted by two abnormally large Herglic carrying abnormally large guns. In a gruff deep voice one spoke "Da boss don'ts likes trouble. Yous make troubles we's breakes yous."

Lanth reasoned that the hulking behemoths before him went the kind of people he wanted to take on in fight especially when they had superior fire power, and agreed to the nonviolence of the casino.

Nal Hutta - Cantina

After several rounds of Sabacc, most of which were won by Cedric, the bartender was growing uneasy. Ced was no Force user, but his cipher training made him just as good at reading people. His hyper awareness of minute changes in facial expressions and posture allowed him to pick up on bluffs fairly easily.
"I'm upping my ante," he said, waiting for the bartender to deal. There was a pause. No cards had been dealt yet. The Rodian was suspicious of Ced, that much was certain.
"Seems you know how to play this game well. A little too well, if you know what I mean."
One of the trandoshan bouncers moved closer to the table as if on cue. Ced smiled and leaned back in his seat.
"Been playing since I was eight," he said with feigned cluelessness, calmly tossing down a few chips to add to the pot. The bartender was not amused, and he still did not deal.
"Oh yeah? How old were you when you started cheating?" he said.
The table fell silent. Someone coughed, and was subsequently shushed. Ced's eyes flicked upwards.
"Who, me?" he said calmly. "No... I'm not cheating. But that man over there is," he said, pointing to a hooded figure at the end of the table. The man slammed his hands on the table and stood up, as if expecting a fight, but the other players began to snicker at the cards that fell out of his sleeves, proving Cedric's accusations to be correct.
The trandoshan bouncer moved quickly to escort the man out of the cantina in a not so gentle manner.
"You going to deal or not?" he asked the bartender. Silently, the Rodian began to place the cards on the table.
The hum of conversation amongst the other players resumed when the cheater had been removed from the table, and the round had started. Cedric counted his chips again, realizing that he wasn't earning fast enough. None of the patrons at this cantina seemed to have a lot of credits, so the stakes were rather low, especially for a game like this. At this rate it would take him days to earn enough for a decent ship... he had to find another plan, before the bartender threw him out.