Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-28353678-20160524205233/@comment-4794494-20160525033328

 Aylin "If 80% of the planet is mercenaries, then even Tyler is at risk here; let's not brush that off."

Inside the bar, Renée took a sip of the mind bomb and almost threw up inside her mouth. This stuff was disgusting. She subtly slid her drink toward the Kig-yar, who was enjoying a glass of water.

The Dervish to her right suddenly seized her arm and grinned. Normally, she would've broken his nose and knocked out some teeth in a second, but she didn't want to give herself away.

Dervish Thug 1 "Come wi' me to the back rooms. Me an some pals o' mine want to party with you."

Renée chuckled and followed him. She noticed an alien questioning the Kig-yar. Thinking quickly, she bumped into it and quickly moved to the side, while the Dervish behind her made eye contact with the Quermian.

Dervish Thug 2 "The hell you want?"