Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26998060-20171231194809/@comment-26120744-20180101013858

Also in the criminal spaceport, a bounty-hunter sat.

Or at least, that was his main identity. Only he didn't ask for credits.

Strangely enough he only accepted Jedi artefacts, books or holocrons as payment. Which he promptly destroyed on his own time.

He sipped whatever space-alchohol exists and smiled. Another day, another phase of the plan.