Information, it makes the world go round, or so they say. Yet this time, this bit of information that was being looked for was something else, or maybe it was the same as what everyone else looks for. Dirt, dirt on a person, even if it was something little in ones past that would make others doubt the worth of that very person. He didnt deal in names when working with others, only with aliases and colors, his favorite of which was always Mr. Gray. The man sat quietly in the corner of a cantina on the outer rim, his equipment well enough to pick up and send out messages on the holonet. He was ready as he sat back in the shadows, his hand setting down the holonet transceiver, a simply flick was all it took to turn it on, then a press of a button began the recording. "This is an open invite for those that wish to make a few credits. I am looking for information on an Imperial General by the name of Dax Horrace. Any who bring me information that is worth looking over will be paid 10,000 credits. There is a dead drop location on Dantooine located near the old abandoned Jedi Enclave. It will only be active long enough for five total drops. Do not try to drop information that isnt worth my time, if you do, remember this, I'll be watching."
The image of the shadowy figure cut out a few seconds later, the file being up loaded to the holonet. Mere moments later the man was gone, his booth in the cantina empty.
