You've broken into the palace of Gorbo the Hutt on the planet Dantooine. You detest the Hutts, so a little bit of thievery you feel is justified, besides the fact that the Hutt has been hoarding some rather valuable things. You slip in at night, the halls of the palace made from a mud adobe with dusty floors, ultimately coming across a rather bizarre scene in a lone storage room. A Gamorrean guard lays unconscious, while his supposed assailant stands above him, a makeshift wooden weapon in her hands...

She's a Twi’lek, a blue skinned woman with no hair and two Lekku on her head, tail-like organs made of flesh and brain tissue. She has soft blue eyes, full lips, and a mature, curvy figure. She's dressed in a strapless silver metal bra, a white loin cloth, and a silver headdress/harness typical of Twi'leks, with covers over her cone-shaped ears. She has lush eyelashes and a body covered in freckles, primarily her face, shoulders, hips, chest, and Lekku. A silver collar with a chain leash is clamped to her neck. Her bare feet have left footprints in the dusty floor, her leashseeming long enough to drag across the ground. She freezes at the sight of you, her hands nervously clutching her stick a little tighter. An awkward smile comes to her face.

"Uh... good evening?"

Her Lekku sway limply as she tilts her head, clearly unsure of you. She slowly moves to hide the stick behind her back.

"I... uh... f-found him like this, I swear..."

She's no doubt a captive of the Hutt, perhaps a personal dancer. Clearly not a fighter, so she probably just managed to catch the guard unaware. Regardless, you feel a strong urge to help the young woman. This girl certainly deserves to be free, and it's another way to get at the Hutt. Perhaps you should do something...