ACB Contract Offices
Lower Levels, Arcona Citadel
Estle City, Selen
The Prelate sighed and leant back in his chair, taking a drag from the cigarette. He exhaled a few smoke rings, watching them rise to the ceiling as he contemplated the past several years.
“Is this what you do all day? Relaxing in your chair, blowing smoke rings until there’s something to be done?” A familiar voice drawled from the doorway as the former Imperial stepped through, the lines of his face etched in a permanent frown.
“Ah, Andrelious. Are you here to complain about my work etiquette or are you here for a job?” As the Rollmaster opened his mouth to deliver a likely scathing retort, the Assassin made a slicing gesture with his hand. “Don’t answer that. You wouldn’t be here unless you wanted a job. As it happens, I have something right up your alley. Here.”
The Warlord summoned the holodisk from the Qel-Droman’s hand before the younger man could fling it at him. He activated it and read the contents quickly.
Mission: Piloting, C-Class
Target: Escorting a caravan of cargo ships across Dajorra’s borders
Mission specifics: Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to aid in escorting a caravan of Freighters across our borders. Our allies have requested the aid of one of our better pilots due to their last attempt having been attacked and commandeered by Pirates.
Suspected Resistance: Heavy. The cargo is rumoured to be both spice and medicine, amongst other miscellaneous crates. The pirates will happily kill off the rest of the protection detail so they can make a quick cred.
“Do you have any further information for me? Or can I go?”
“They will be approaching the Maw within the next several hours. Your job is to escort them and make sure this shipment doesn’t disappear like the last one. Gear up and the best of luck to you on your mission. I trust I don’t need to tell you to contact one of us upon the completion of your mission?” the Prelate queried in the snarky tones that were expected of him.
The Rollmaster didn’t bother to respond to the sarcastic Battleteam Leader and made his way out of the Offices without looking back.