Destiny Pool: ●●●●●<br/>Duty Status: None (98) - Lizzie (1-10) Isoldia (11-20)<br/>Obligation Status: None (47) - Lizzie (1 - 10) Carys (11-20) Isoldia (21-40)<br/>Current Location: Kiyu Station, Lost Twi'lek<br/><br/>The barman proved to be a bored looking Zabrak with a nasty looking scar that ran around the side of his skull.  A pair of his horns had been broken off in line with the scar.  He was dressed simply, the most striking thing the blaster that hung at his hip.<br/><br/>A well-off looking human sat next to Isoldia, and was happy to chat and suggest drinks despite the silence of the Zabrak.  He seemed just about to offer to pay for their drinks when something caught his eye, he smiled and excused himself, moving away with his own drink in hand as a Twi'lek approached.  The Twi'lek had one lekku curled over his shoulder and was dressed in fine but severe clothes.  A Human and a Gamorrean were a few steps behind him, bodyguards by the look.<br/><br/>"You are new, yes?"  The Twi'lek asked Isoldia and Carys as he moved to stand between them.  He made a gesture at the barkeep, who returned a moment later with a pair of drinks.  They were served in durable, dense, and wide cups but the actual liquid filled only the bottom inch.  A taste revealed a strong alcohol that burned all the way down.  "I am Genu, a businessman."  He reached out so he could rest a hand on the outer shoulder of both Isoldia and Carys, unless they resisted.  "You come seeking something, yes?  I am certain I can help, whatever it is.  I have a table if you would like to join me..."  He trailed off, then continued.  "High rollers table, you have money yes?  Or do I need to cover your fee?"<br/><br/>OOC: If your characters drink they will be drugged.  I will leave exactly how you handle it up to you, but it would probably involve a bit of wooziness, easy suggestibility, feeling affectionate and open, lack of suspicion, that sort of thing.<br/><br/>Lizzie could see the pair talking to a Twi'lek, though the crowds and noise made it hard to sort out just what was being discussed.  She had only been sitting there a few minutes when the dockmaster appeared, still dressed in the same clothes.  He paused in the entrance and glanced around, then moved to approach her with a smile.<br/><br/>"I am Renton by the way, you were...?"  He trailed off, clearly waiting for a response.