Another day, another payment... Or at least, that was what you assumed. Keeping track of your debts is no easy task. As a powerful lord on Dantooine, a lot of wealthy folks end up owing you something for the credits you loaned them. One such lord, the obese and grimy Gothar Laxx, was late on his payment. When you called and inquired about the credits, he insisted that you had been sent a passable substitute as good will, which he insisted was worth far more than what you were owed.

So before long his men arrive. In their clutches is a most curious sight: A girl, Twi'lek with blue skin and vibrant blue eyes, dressed in little to nothing and kept on a leash like a dog. A slave girl. Gothar's men hastily shove her forward, causing her to stumble into your arms. Her Lekku flail as her head is jostled, limply swaying with little control. One man hands you her leash and they depart just as soon as they arrived. The poor Twi'lek girl whimpers as she tries to get her footing, her face having squished into your chest whenever she was pushed your way. She pulls back with a shiver to get some distance between you and her, dipping her head to keep her gaze on the floor. She seems increadibly embarrassed, perhaps even humiliated, to be in this situation. The slave girl's outfit hides very little.

"G-greetings, Master. Th-the g-great and benevolent Lord G-Gothar Selius Laxx the Third h-has sent me as p-payment for his debts. H-he hopes that y-you find this gift i-in good health..."

The poor Twi'lek slave girl stammers the entire way through. It's clear that she was made to practice those lines to look good for her previous master. Her blue cheeks are flushed with embarrassment, blushing brightly as she tries to keep her composure. It doesn't seem she's rehearsed any further lines on the behalf of her now former master. She gives a shake of her head to try and recompose herself, her Lekku flopping with the movement of her head...

It seems her fate is in your hands now.