<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/9d/df/0d/9ddf0d2253eb43b2c4d2f56c957b700f.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: script;">Countess 'Z'</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Bounty Hunter's Guild Hall, Mos Eisley Spaceport<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Helmut Kel, Open<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Securing a way out of a service contract.<br/><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Character Sheet</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/9d/df/0d/9ddf0d2253eb43b2c4d2f56c957b700f.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: script;"><strong>Countess 'Z'</strong></span></span><br/><em>Level 1 Human Noble/Scroundrel</em><br/>Vitality: 8, Wound: 15, Def: 16, Passive: 12; Reputation: +4<br/><br/>The countess known as Z is actually a princess.  A direct descendant of Emperor Roan Fel,  who was assassinated and deposed by the Sith Lord Darth Krayt.  <br/><br/>Z is a human noble,  who plies in the trades of being a adventurer, bounty hunter and treasure hunter.   What else is a girl to do when she is a princess truly but abate one of a deposed line when her ancestor was betrayed and killed.  It's not like a inheritance and dowry was set aside for her. <br/><br/>Across the galaxies she is known as the countess Z or just plain Z.  Her friends and closes allies know her truly as Princess Zayria Fel,  and know of her legacy as the rightful heir of the empire.  <br/><br/>Z is human gestalt noble/scoundrel.  Politically she has no desire to seek her heritage, for that matter she has maintained a neutral position between all the political positions.   She has a soft spot towards the resistance.  <br/><br/><strong>ABILITIES:</strong><br/><strong>STR</strong> 13 (+1), <strong>DEX</strong> 18 (+4), <strong>CON</strong> 15 (+2), <strong>INT</strong> 16 (+3), <strong>WIS</strong> 14 (+2), <strong>CHA</strong> 17 (+3)<br/><br/><strong>SPECIAL ABILITIES:</strong><br/>Illicit Barter (+5 Diplomacy barter illicit/illegal contraband), Favor +1, Bonus Skill-Treat Injury 4 (+6)<br/><br/><strong>FEATS &amp; FEATURES:</strong><br/>Weapon Group Proficiency (Blaster Pistols), Weapon Group Proficiency (Simple Weapons), Fame (+3 Reputation),  Influence (+2 synergy w/reputation and/or favor checks) <br/><br/><strong>SKILLS:</strong><br/>Appraise 2 (+5), Astrogate 2(+5), Bluff 4 (+7), Computer Use 2 (+5), Diplomacy 4 (+7), Disable Device 4 (+8), Entertain 4 (+7), Forgery 4 (+7), Gather Information 4 (+7), Pilot 2 (+6), Sense Motive 4 (+6), Sleight of Hand 4 (+8), Spot 4 (+6)<br/><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/e3/28/18/e328186f3ce0c209db2dc33e8ec497c4.jpg)(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f7/77/de/f777def140fc2968172e0c020fbb5cac.jpg)</div><strong>COMBAT:</strong><br/>BaB +0;<br/><ul class="bbc_list"><li>Blaster Pistol (+4, 3d6 damage , 10m range [10m stun], DC 15 stun, 50 shots);</li><li>Unarmed (+1, 1d2 damage);</li><li>Knife (+1/+4, 1d4 damage, 2m range)</li></ul>DR 0;<br/>Def +2;<br/>Init +4;<br/><br/><strong>SAVES:</strong><br/><strong>Fort</strong> 0 (+2), <strong>Ref</strong> 2 (+6), <strong>Will</strong> 2 (+4)<br/><br/><strong>EQUIPMENT:</strong><br/>Credit Chip-115 (100), Blaster Pistol (500), Datapad (1000) Datacards blank x 10 (10) Flight Suit (250), Knife (25), Security Kit (750), Tool Kit-Forger's (250) <br/><br/><br/></div></div><br/><br/><hr/><br/>Whether others came into the cantina is beyond 'Z' at the moment.  In one of the booths she works hard to secure her place.  A bit down on luck and stranded on the planet thanks to a double-cross.  She needed to hook up with someone to gain a path off the planet.  Less she be turning tricks,  not so much for the credit, more from the tedium of boredom.  Helmut Kel is just the ticket for her to get off the planet.<br/><br/>Under the table in the booth on her knees between Helmut's legs.  Her head bobbed as she has his cock out and her lush full lips wrapped around the head of his cock.   Her mouth drawing in with the suckling suction being applied.  While her right hand with her slender fingers of that hand  is wrapped around his thick long shaft and slowly jerking him off.   As she performs fellatio on him.<br/><br/>Her tongue laves under Helmut's cock, just beyond his cock's head.   Her gaze peers up towards his belly.   The angle and table not allowing her to see toward his face.   Which sucked big time, no pun intended as she continues to quite arduously to suck off Helmut in giving him a blowjob.<br/><br/>Her gear down the street in the hovel she had rented out and her credit chip.  Once she was out of here she could get her gear.   But to do that she needed Helmut.    Thus the reason she is on her knees under the table.   She needed him to purchase her services.  As the bottom of her chin scrapes the top of the collar around her neck.   Her fucking former partners had sold her to the cantina for easy coin after she had become drunk in this gods forsaken place and planet.<br/><br/>The suit she is in has her bountiful breasts jiggling as they're exposed.   The suit is crotch less, none of which bothers her.   Its the fact that her former partners after selling her off robbed the cantina and took a significant sum.   Her service contract now included she had to pay off what was taken until she worked her freedom.   Fuck that,  Helmut is going to be her key to getting out of here.