<div class="floatleft">(http://vignette3.wikia.nocookie.net/bloodandhonor/images/7/7f/Kel_Dor.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20120511114908)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Shaa Raa (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=277640.msg13645182#msg13645182)<br/><br/><strong>Species:</strong>Kel Dor<br/><br/><strong>Profession:</strong>Scavenger, Mechanic, Trader, Gambler, Information Broker and general Scoundrel<br/><br/><strong>Location|Date:</strong>Dregs Cantina | Day 146 3 BBY, Late Evening<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Shaa Raa could have kissed the human bartender for breaking the tension.  He'd probably just saved the Kel Dor's life.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">"Make it a double,"</span></span>Shaa Raa said, tossing enough cash on the bar to pay for the drink twice over.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">"Keep the change.  Ladies, gentlemen and those who fit into neither category, I bid you good evening.  Now that I'm gone, they won't be able to blame me for any damage to the furniture."</span></span>He waved and moved slowly towards the door.<br/><br/>The distance seemed like light years to him but at last the door handle was in his hand and he was safely out into the cool night.  He knew he wasn't entirely safe from the Red Rancor's ire so he kept his hand close to his blaster as he made his way to his speeder bike.  It was a little difficult strapping the weapons case on one handed but he didn't rush.  There was no profit in losing the case and all the weapons that were traded in.  He relaxed a little when he was finally underway but didn't relax completely until he was well away from the Dregs and back in more familiar territory.<br/><br/>The first thing he did when he got back to his corner of the market was to make sure he wasn't being followed.  Then he put in a call to a certain Hutt, who probably didn't yet know that the Red Rancors were getting a little too big for their britches.