<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/e3/BronKonnar.jpg)</div>Location: The Lucky Magpie, Lounge Area<br/>Date / Time: Day 3, early evening<br/><hr/>Konnar shakes his head and looks up at the ceiling. "'fraid I can't do that, captain. What I have in my yard isn't the stuff you need for a starship. It's really all tractors and harvesters and what have you."<br/><br/>He looks down, searching for Anya's eyes. "But I can offer you a bit in return. You folks get one grand and in return I could offer a couple things..." He counts his offers on raised fingers as he goes:<br/><br/>"I know a guy on Ord Belmor who really knows his way around starships. You  help me I let him know the favor he ows me is now yours. He's a twi'lek as it happens so you should get along just fine.<br/><br/>"Two, I know where a few of the old Headhunters we used for system patrols before the Empire came along are mothballed. Wish it was easily accessible and open for a quick grab, but should this planet ever see some independence again..."<br/><br/>He leaves that statement hanging in the air for a second, before he raises a third finger. "I don't know who the woman is who gave me this job, but I know she must be well-connected. Imperial Intelligence, Black Sun... I don't know, but I think she's worth something to our ... mutual firends."