A few days later, and Pem was back on his feet looking for work — but this time around, he's complaining about a lack of good work. You're all in 14's cafeteria, eating lunch when Pem breaks it down for you...
"We've got a few potential contracts... None of them are overly fantastic." He pulls out a datapad and sets it to projection mode. "The first one is a pirate clear-out on Hoth... Apparently some snot-nosed Wookiee thinks he can do hit-and-runs on Hutt cargo, and the usuals want him cleared out." He flips to the next scene, "the next is a collection gig on Tattooine for a guy named Bib Fortuna... Apparently his master's got a problem with one of the smugglers there, and he wants to send a message. Got that one through the guild."
"The last one," he starts, "is security for some Imperial Noble named Wrexer that is trying to stronghold his way into a new settlement in the rim... Small town, unaligned... Pay's all the same: our standard fee plus expenses."
Do you have any history with those people, Kelb?