Chapter 1 - Lantillies

Lantillies, a bustling city-world, is a major player in shipping and shipbuilding industries, as it is located along the Perlemian Trade Route and sits at the end of the Randon Run hyperlane.

You’ve ended up here after the completion of your last job. Looking for work on a world of 100 story buildings didn’t seem like it would be all that hard. It took a few days to get to know the locals but your efforts have paid off. Now you’re sitting in the back room of a ‘lower class’ bar, just a few blocks from the main spaceport.

Jo’Thun surveyed the beings in front of him, Rodian, Togruta, Balozar, Xexto and a Droid. A varied lot to be sure, but he knew better than to confuse contents with coverings.

Well, it looks like we have a crew here. The Twi’lek smiled at the group. My name is, Jo’Thun, I manage some shipping interests that run through Lantillies. We’ve recently come up short a crew and as deadlines are what they are, well, I’d like to hire you to fly one of my ships to Gizer. It’s already loaded and on the pad. Once you arrive on Gizer, comm the Lantillian Brotherhood’s chapter house and ask for Corbin MacRogers. He’ll get the ship unloaded.

Jo’Thun surveyed the room to see if he’d lost anyone. MacRogers may have another cargo lined up, if so, and your still interested, please deliver it. I’m offering you 500 credits each for the run to Gazir, half now and half when MacRogers picks up the cargo. Our regular crews earn 1,000 credits a week and if we’re all still happy with each other at the end of the week, I’ll pay the remaining 500 creds. Any Questions?

Jo'Thun smiled to himself, asking questions was a good sign. It meant they were serious without being desperate.

Barring some random act of piracy, the trip to Gizer should be uneventful. Gizer also manufactures a few starships, but they don't have all of the supporting industries that we have here. So, fairly regularly they import what they need, the shipments are usually to small for the bigger shippers to take an interest. That's where we step in. In this case 'Fuel Atomizer Cones', they require some form of complex Metallurgy, cheaper to buy and ship than build a new factory on Gizer.

Jo'Thun looked at the Droid, his smile dropping a bit. As to the crew that was scheduled to make this run, their last delivery was several weeks ago, to Alderaan. At this point, we don't expect them back.

Standing, Jo'Thun produces a Datapad that he lays on his desk towards you. If there are no more pressing questions, here's a copy of the ship's manifest along with current Licenses, including the Anti-piracy permit for the ship's gun. If Mac doesn't have another cargo by the time you arrive, then our business will be concluded. However, we're always looking for solid crews and knowing Mac, he'll have something lined up. He's a real stickler for keeping the ships moving.

Heading out into the street, your met with a cool drizzle of rain. The beings moving along the streets all seem to be in a hurry, heads down and moving with purpose. Your group turns left and moves toward the spaceport, a looming control tower can be seen between buildings. With about a block to go, suddenly the skyscrapers part. The Spaceport lies in the middle of a ring of buildings. It's probably 5 km across the spaceport, and by the way the buildings come right up to it, it was most likely well outside of the city when it was constructed.

You enter the Spaceport and pass through the passenger terminals, heading for the private ship docks. The documents on the datapad Jo'Thun gave you are enough to allow you passage and soon your standing at the entry to Docking Bay 117, current location of the LongShot, a Lantillian GX1 Short Hauler. The datapad contains the lock code.