Kamda

Dross was doing his job. Getting people drunk.

Ursae entered and looked around. The atmosphere of Favna was different than the Korso in a number of ways. It was easy to appreciate, regardless. He sat at a table near the outer edge.

It was a slow moment, so Dross went over to the man. "What can I get ya?"

"Just some whiskey, on the rocks." he said. "How have things been going?"

"Well." With that, he turns and leaves to fix the drink.

When he comes back, he decides to try this friendliness thing he has heard about. He speaks as he hands the drink. "Things have been picking up since Imperials started pulling off world." Whether he thought that was because people felt freedom or felt a sense of doom, Dross did not say. "It's a little slow now, but been pretty busy lately. Even had magician the other night. How are things on your end?"

"The usual." he shrugged. "We're smaller and don't get as much business as you do, but what we do get is pretty steady. Locals looking for a peaceful drink or two."

He paid for the drink. "There definitely seems to be a sense of change in the air, though."

Dross gives the man a nod. "Yep. Time will tell if it is good or not. What's your place?" Dross was curious. He hasn't gone to many other places. It feels somehow disloyal, even if he dislikes Neera.

"Korso's." he answered. "Stop by sometime. No harm in comparing notes from time to time."

Dross nods. "I will. I am still fairly new, so I haven't checked out much of the city yet." Maybe he could spy for Neera? It wouldn't be disloyal then, right?

"You should take a look around.." he tipped back the last of his whiskey. "It's always a good idea to familiarize yourself with the neighborhood, if not the city."

"Yeah, well, I was hoping not to stay here long, but..." The bartender is supposed to listen to customer, not the other way around. "Um. well, another?"

"Please." he nodded after a moment of consideration. "It's a good idea, even for someone on the go. You never know when you might need a change of scenery."

Dross nods and gets another. "So, what would suggest? Other than your own bar." Dross gives an actual smile. Damn. It's been so long, it kinda hurts.

"Around here, The Resistance is good for picking up odds and ends. But, if your looking for anything fancy, you'd have to go over to Saphire Alley." Some thing about the way he said made it sound like a place he actively avoided. "The Lux is about as fancy as you can get. Not sure why a mini umbrella increases a drink's cost by a factor of five."

"Hrmph" Dross shakes his head. "My dad worked for a corporations back on Coruscant. He said things cost what you make people they do."

He nodded. "Sounds about right. Mine built ships on Bellionas. We couldn't afford mini umbrellas."

That got Dross's interest. "Oh. What did they build?"

"Freighters, shuttles, various transports, until the war."

Dross hesitated. Did they change what they were making? Or did something happen to them? Well, best to play safe. "Good ships. They move a clunky, but it's nice to watch the stars from one."

He didn't offer to elaborate, taking a long sip of the whiskey.

"Kamda's not too bad of a place, for most."