<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>Zulia Seth (Arkanian)</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">In a white cloak with black garments and boots she strolled about the cantina before settling near the bar and ordering a drink with the Rodian. Her order was set before her,  scooping up the oddly shaped glass, with a thick red and yellow fluid moving slowly within; looked now for a place to settle. On her quick scan of the place spotted a dark figure across the room. Trying not to have eye contact with anyone grabbed her drink and strolled over to a small secluded table that let her see the happy gamblers racking in the winnings. Removing her hood exposed the pure white hair that glowed in light telling all she was Arkanian. </span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">She hadn’t been long sitting and watching the gamblers, able to count the amount each won over a short period. It looked as if neither counted what they had and since she was a little low in the fund department, discreetly waved a finger while she brought the glass to her lips. As if they had the idea themselves her trick worked watching them move over to her. The two of them, walked over to her table plopping a few credits onto her table saying the drinks were on them. She nodded and scoped them into her hand having now more than enough to find a room eat and drink for a few days. Work was not her style but for now she had need to settle and not be on the move. </span>