The Ravenger slowly moved into a docking bay. As usual everyone around stared at such an old beaten up ship as Ghyll turned the engions off. It was an old ship but it had many uses still which Ghyll often took advantage of. Ghyll liked the Ravenger because of the way people underestimated it becauser of the shape it was in but she could still fight off as many people as Ghyll needed her to and that was fine for him. The noise of an air lock opening could be heard as the door opened. Ghyll looked at his surrounds carfully. He was in the most poverty stricken part of Naboo's Capital as he could find which still was very wealthy but at least the Republic wasn't crawling around here. Ghyll disliked the Republic, they were always so sure of themselves but yet they didn't lift a finger to help out slaves in need.
Ghyll's boats made a clanking noise as he exited the docking bay, paying the person he had docked with as he left. Ghyll knew Naboo fairly well because it was one of the many places he had been while he was in slavery and so he knew where to go to find a job. If there were any at all.
(exit to the catina)