JABBA'S PALACE, NORTHERN DUNE SEA

:: Two Months had passed since Sorsha's seizure of her late god-father's estates. The B'omarr Monks that inhabited the palace had been mysteriously wiped out before her arrival. Regardless, she had the entire complex cleaned and redecorated to suit her personal tastes.

Sorsha grieved the loss of the old hutt deeply. She adored him, and it infuriated her that the scavengers were trying to lay claims to her rightful inheritence. Bringing in one of Jabba's top leiutenants, she declared a vicious jihad on the rest of them. With Corvus at her side, she had managed to eliminate Llleag'Mak, Revidjasa, and Lady Valarian from the chessboard. Now there was Belryn to deal with. One of the deceased Valarian's associates. The Chevin was pugnacious to a fault, refusing to fall in line and even conspiring with Xavier to undermine her control of the Mos Eisley underworld.

She sat in the throne room with her leiutenants, waiting to hear from a new contact. The man's name was Byl Laprovik. Hopefully he wouldn't turn out to be the disappointment Sanis Prent was ::