[ti]Campaign[/ti]Hutt Expansion Campaign

Sied stood at the deck of The Prophecy as they closed in on the Cartel's first target. They weren't going to fight starting off, diplomacy first apparently. But just in case, it seemed they were willing to employ outsiders for a more certain victory. Made sense, the Hutt's were basically just war and crime lords. Of course she held little issue with this, they were mostly intending on using their droids if a battle actually ensued. Reserving their more skilled fighters for assassinations if necessary. Likely she wouldn't need anything other then the Prophecy, it was already a rather dangerous ship, and they weren't the only ones there. So she had little concern on things possibly going wrong.

Fruka the Hutt,

Sied nodded calmly as the Hutt spoke, folding her hands behind her back in thought. She had nothing for or against the Hutt's. They weren't particularly impressive to her, but they didn't really have all that much to criticize that she actually cared about. She didn't know Huttese, but several droids had been preemptively programmed with it, and the one next to her translated it for her, and would translate what she said back if Fruka didn't seem to understand at first. Though it was doubtful she knew that they'd need anymore then a translation for her, the Hutt's were businessmen after all. He probably knew quite a lot.

"I too hope that we will be able to conduct further business in the future. The Dathomir Collective is pleased to have amicable relations with you. I am Sied Nevra, a Witch Commander and the representative of Zenon and the Collective. I am happy to offer you political and military assistance during this." she said. And waited either for Fruka to confirm what they were doing or the droid to translate first.

Fruka the Hutt,

Sied leaned in to the droid as it explained what he was saying as he spoke, though she kept her eyes on Fruka to follow the conversation properly. People would be sent to the planet to try and do things diplomatically. Succeed, move on. Fail, invade. Simple. She tapped her fingers against her leg as he mentioned treating guests, strange as it may have seemed. When Hutt's did treat their guests, it was not something to scoff at, so she'd heard at least. After all the strange race was prone to rather extravagant and comfortable leaving. However who to bring with was a question, Sied looked and thought about those on board. She wasn't the only Witch Commander present, but she was the one of the greatest position among them. If she did go aboard there would be nothing preventing the Prophecy from continuing to do it's job. There was one thing she was sure to do however, bringing a Zabrak and a Master Droid with her. Servants essentially, but they would serve as emergency for the unlikely event that chaos should arise aboard the Hutt's ship.

The Witch nodded her head with a smile, "I would appreciate that, and am ready to go out to board when you are. I look forward to these possible discussions." she added, if she could further cement their relationship with the Hutt's. That would be most convenient. While Dathomir had few individuals who were lacking in skill, they were a relatively small planet. The Hutt's however had ridiculous finances and they could mutually benefit from each other quite well she believed. If permitted, Sied would take a transport with the Zabrak, Master Droid, and a Servant droid who would pilot the transport, and take them over to Fruka the Hutt, vessel.

 Fruka does give Rako, one of his most trusted Lieutenants, his attention. 

In Huttese "<What is it Rako?>"




In later events responding to the Dathomirians:

Fruka waits for the Dathomirain response to his proposal. As Rako, 4 merchants that are acting as diplomats, and 25 armed personnel boarded the shuttle to Sleheyron's surface. He allows access to one of his cruiser's hangers for any transports coming from The Prophecy. As that order was being carried out, he then instructed a communications worker to send a message to the Dathomirian ship which hangar on the Teand Nem'rooh (Huttese name of ship for Grand Nem'ro) their transport vessel can be harbored. The message also involves a request for the Dathomirans to state how many persons they are bringing in order to organize an appropriate suit. In the mean time, Fruka enjoy's his time of hopeful celebration, waiting for his allies possible arrival.

Fruka sits on his ship's throne, and observes his Nightsister ally. She was a small creature in comparison to him, and seemed to be of greatly dangerous sort. What was even more dangerous was the Zabrak guard she had with her. A strong specimen of his species, unarmored, and armed with an axe. Such primal warriors must be aggressive, and extremely powerful (physically). Fruka kept his stoic, and diplomatic demeanor in tact while the paranoia of his guests' possible physical strength remained hidden inside the massive Hutt's mind.

He states in Huttese: "<Welcome, Sied Nevra of Dathomir, to my grand vessel. You are our guest of honor and thus, you and you're company will be staying in one of the suits we have on board. I trust my servants treated you well as you came to me in the main cantina of this vessel. They will be getting your suit ready for another hour to make sure it is in perfect state for our guests of honor to stay. In the meantime, would you sit at my side while we speak of business?>"

As the Dathomirians get comfortable in the booths that are provided for them beside his throne, Fruka begins to talk business with Sied.

In Huttese: "<I've heard tales of great beasts from world. That could definitely be a product of interest for the Hutt Cartel. What other goods of interest does your world provide?>"

After hearing of the Droids, and ships Fruka became intrigued. Dathomir is certainly a beast ridden backwater no more. This overlord turned the world into something worth paying attention to. Then, the little Night -Sister spoke of magic rituals. Fruka thought of it as a new tourist attraction, if anything. The mysterious people of Dathomir have always had the reputation of witchcraft, yet Fruka never believed in such things. One must show such rituals to him in person in his home system in order for him to believe such stories. That's what such things are in his mind, stories. Such thoughts stay within his stoic expression though, and he then makes his response.  

In Huttese: "<Magic is an interesting thing most certainly, yet you make it seem exclusive, thus not much business can come of it. However, your droids and ships peak my interest. You say they are cheaply constructed. How much exactly for such hardware?>"