The Merry Band Ventures Forth!

The excitement began when Edward, the intrepid droid bounty hunter, got a flash on his comm-line from Narl, a seasoned Rodian bounty hunter and former partner. Narl had just come to Votho's to claim a double bounty on a pair of rogue Nikto, when he caught wind of something that might interest Ed. Narl and Edward worked together for nearly two years and they learned quite a bit about each other, which includes Ed's tragic origins into the world of bounty chasing. So Narl reveals that within the month an Imperial official who Edward has a vested interest in will soon be coming to the Imperial garrison stationed outside of Mos Gerrhon.

Seeing a chance to level an old score, Edward enlists the aid of some erstwhile companions, Edward sets about finding Narl's source of information. Apparently a trader in Brazen Bazaar, the main trading hub outside the Mos Gerrhon shuttleport, has been running his been getting genuinely excited about the growing Imperial presence. Apparently the merchant feels it is high-time that law and order was brought to this miserable dust ball and the boys in black and grey are just the ones for the job. In a shop in the center of the bustling Brazen Bazaar the Merry Band enter Burro's Salvage and Supply, an immaculate establishment run by Tomlin Burro.

While none of the Merry Band have the silver tongue to match their usually loquacious natures, it is quickly learned that even charm won't aid them with Mr. Burro as he has neither time, nor patience to waste on the likes of a Wookie, a Trianii, a T'Surr, and an uppity droid. It is quickly ascertained though that Burro is so looking forward to increased Imperial presence because he is an unabashed xenophobe and sees the arrival of a highly placed member of the Imperial Army as a sure sign that his loyalty to the humanocentrism of Imperial dogma will finally pay off. With a few more verbal barbs and a sworn promise by Id to ruin Burro's life the Merry Band heads out into the Brazen Bazaar to contemplate their next move.

While to deep in thought to truly appreciate the chaotic grandeur that is the Brazen Bazaar, the Merry Band winds there way through steady flow of commerce that surges and pools about them beneath the copper sun-guards which span the boulevard. Mos Gerrhon is not as heavily populated as Mos Espa and its space-ship accomodations are rudimentary at best, but it sits upon a nexus of jawa-trods and settlement routes ensuring business legal or otherwise remains at a steadily frantic pace. The only thing which has recently hindered this has been Imperial occupation. Now the Imperials are bringing in a person of exceptional interest.

Seeing a band of Imperial soldiers stationed in sentry positions along the promenade Edward has an idea:

If you can't beat'em

Join'em.