Bar Entry
30 Mar 2021Otter11
A strange figure strides into the bar, a bemused expression across his face.He sits, eyes darting around the room, evaluating his environment. The barman approaches.
"A drink sir?"
"Eranin Pearl Whiskey: neat."
The words, heavily rehearsed with a thick Imperial tone, drew the attention of a nearby pilot: Tada.
"You'll struggle to find such a drink outside of Empire space my friend."
The barman murmurs in agreement, slightly puzzled as to the intentions of his new customer
The strange figure utters bitter words under his breath, "Of course, whatever else you have then to drown my sorrows."
Tada raises his voice slightly to garner the attention of this new patron. "Sounds like you've had a rough run my friend, perhaps you could join myself and my new friend here for a drink?"
"Otter Marsden", the figure introduces himself as he approaches Tada and Rob. Removing his coat reveals an Imperial rank slide, Duke.
"I apologise for the informality your grace, I was not to know" Tada, an Alliance pilot, regards Otter with a mixture of respect and caution. It was unusual to see such a high ranking Imperial officer in an establishment such as this, perhaps he may be of some interest.