The small bar that the man found himself in seemed all but empty but none the less he stepped inside, the dark tattered cloak he wore covering his face. He
peered through the small hole under the cape around the bar until his eyes set upon a billboard. A slight sigh of relief came from his lips as he walked over
to it pinning a piece of paper to it.
The paper read:
"Looking for ship and crew, holo message me for more details..."
The contact details were at the bottom of the paper.
He then walked over to the corner of the bar and sat down his head bowed as he thought to himself.
The paper read:
"Looking for ship and crew, holo message me for more details..."
The contact details were at the bottom of the paper.
He then walked over to the corner of the bar and sat down his head bowed as he thought to himself.
