Postcards From Pamarthe: Nightlife

Ord Mantell, circa. 5 BBY

PT-77’s querulous protest turned heads in the crowded street. “C’mon Peetee. You do the slice for Grizzy, they give us the phase shifter to fix the swoop. We win the street race and get square with Big Marg. Marg has the Tagge quarterly projections that we need to swap with Lady Harida for the Aquilaen valachord that Durga The Hutt wants for his daughter’s Name Day.” The droid whistled doubtfully. “Well, who can say? But the Hutt gives us the map to the Archival Catacombs of Jost and we recover what we can before your nice archaeology lady barges in and breaks the collection up for a quick credit.”

PT-77 had never heard a less likely string of unlikely outcomes masquerading as a plan. He said so.

“Don’t worry. Who else is Marg going to fence the Tagge data to? Besides, she happens to like us. Well you. And Loosh. And Maggs. It’ll be fine. What could possibly go wrong?”

Postcards From Pamarthe is a series of art and micro-story postcards created to mark the project  launch of the Last Edge. We plan to hand out some physical copies at Star Wars Celebration Europe in 2023.

Art copyright @Kaylerinarts