One thing about being a wanted being, rightly or wrongly, is you know where the other bad guys hang out. Cruising through Centre, Sa'Maku makes his way to the seediest spaceports and docks of the massive city. A few would be bandits eye him warily, but a flash of his teeth sends most of them heading the other way. Finally, in the bowels of the market levels, he finds the White Dwarf
cantina. A white dwarf is mostly just stellar remnant, the junk left over from a dead star. It is also an apt description of the people who frequent the past - space junk. It is an even more apt description of the proprietor, an albino Anvil dwarf. Word is he say something in the avoid that scared him so bad he lost all colouration in his skin. Others say he spent so long in the starless expanse he turned white from lack of light. It was probably just bad genetics, but it makes for a good story.
Sa'Maku bends low through the door, grumbling slightly about the place being built for a dwarf, then scans the room. This is not your lively smugglers cantina from popular fiction. The people here are more dreary, more desperate, and more cut throat. The big Seljuk gives a nod to the dwarf orders a drink, slides a credit stick across the bar, and says one word "Peacebringer"
The dwarf checks the amount of the stick, poors a drink, and casts his red eyes toward a table of pirates near the back, "They've run with Durack before."
Nodding, Sa'Maku picks up his drink and points at the credstick, "That should cover the damage."
Pounding back the strong brew in a single swallow Sa'Maku stretches his neck muscles, cracks his knuckles, and walks to the pirate table. Most of them look up apprehensively and Sa smiles, exposing all his sharp rows of teeth, "What can you gentleman tell me about the Peacebringer?"
One of them foolishly goes for his gun, only to find Sa is not only big but lightning fast. The Seljuk snaps out his arm backhanding the man knocking him twenty five feet across the bar. Then all hell breaks loose as everyone scrambles for weapons or tries to flee. A few short moments later, semi-conscious pirates are strewn through the bar with Sa'Maku holding the last of them up on the ground by his throat.
Relaxing his grip Sa listens intently as the pirate breathlessly tells what he knows about the crew of the Peacebringer.