[center][color=808B96][h2][b]L r o n é   E r o n o s s[/b][/h2]Nar Shaddaa [b]-[/b] Refugee Sector
[i]The Refuge Cantina[/i][/color][/center]
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Lroné nodded as she moved a strand of mahogany hair from her face to the back of her ear, “I don’t care who I’m partnered with as long as we can get this job done as quickly and cleanly as possible. I have worked with Taan, though. So that might be the best fit for me.”

The comment was her opinion about Cas Eelen’s suggestions, though she wasn’t sure what to make of Faryn or the wayward scoundrel that gave her the impression of some sort of hired gun. But then again, everyone with the exception of the seeker gave the impression of hired guns. That’s what they were, all things considered. It was a little difficult for Lroné to gauge the people around her, but she wasn’t exactly in the business of trusting people in the first place. The only one she had relied on that got her through countless scrapes and tumbles was herself and she doubted that was going to change because The Exchange needed some “commissioned” help. Though Lroné was just excited that the price of admission was a possible one-way ticket off of Nar Shaddaa.