#ten leagues cantina

[kaledeedeshra]

—  A CERTAIN GLOW ( Kal/Oli | Ten Leagues Cantina on Nar Shaddaa | 3963 )

@oliristhemisericord ( content warning: alcohol mention )

Nar Shaddaa was a planet of lights-- bright and neon and festive on the upper levels, dim and appropriately forbidding among the alleyways further down. Though he was only barely familiar with the city planet’s workings and etiquette, Kal headed immediately for the dimmer, seedier underbelly upon landing. He had a feeling that he no longer belonged among the lights. 

Kal had been to Nar Shaddaa once before, it was a hub for all kinds of people and Mandalorians weren’t excluded, but this was his first time visiting alone. Just before his exile, his mother had pulled him aside and told him that safe haven could be found there, in a cantina she and her partners had once frequented. They would pay for one trip off of Vorpa’ya, but if they saw him again after that the punishment would be death. So, to Nar Shaddaa he went. 

Reciting the instructions to himself, Kal tracked his way through the metallic streets from the spaceport to the cantina that his mother recommended-- Ten Leagues Below Contempt. Apparently it was safer than many of the others, and the owner could be trusted to some extent. It would be an excellent place to set up a base of operations while Kal got his feet under him and started hiring himself out to whoever would pay. 

From outside, the cantina was barely visible, but as he got closer Kal began to notice a certain glow. And, stepping inside, he could immediately see why.  Like the upper streets of Nar Shaddaa, the dark cantina was illuminated from within by lights of many colors, giving the entire space an ethereal feeling and making Kal feel instantly out of place. A rough soul in ill-fitting borrowed armor, he couldn’t escape the notion that everyone would immediately spot his inexperience.

Nothing to do about it. Against his better judgement and a sense of politeness, Kal took his helmet off and approached the bar for a drink. If he could track down the owner, he had a deal to make. 

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—  WORN THIN ( Vidu/Jav’nen | The Ten Leagues Cantina on Nar Shaddaa | 3954 )

@javnennavok​ ( content warning: alcohol mention )

Busier than ever, given the way that the galaxy was heading, Vidu-- excuse me, Uria had gotten into the habit of doing paperwork during periods of waiting. As she was then, leaning against the bar in the Ten Leagues cantina, tapping away at her holopad-- everything on it had a stupid number of encryption layers so that no one glancing over her shoulder would know anything, but it was still probably stupid to do out in the open like this. Stress made her less careful, she supposed. 

“Violet,” The bar tender caught her attention as he handed her the drink she’d ordered, not that she was actually going to drink it on the job. Still, it helped with appearances. 

Despite her harried appearance, this was actually Uria’s favorite part of her job at the moment. The chance to get out of the office and check in with agents, or Jedi, hiding under the radar. Even if it meant having to come all the way to Nar Shaddaa-- it eased her mind some just to know that they were alive and how they were getting along. And it certainly didn’t hurt that Jav’nen Navok was one of the most tolerable Jedi she’d had the pleasure of dealing with. 

[iojhcor]

「 IN A NEON HAZED DREAM.      location | outer rim territories. nar shaddaa. ten leagues cantina.     with | @oliristhemisericord — ( oli & io )     status | closed. 

 — ●         Rumors were dangerous things. 

They could lead and whisper and spin tales that gleamed beneath neon streetlights — but the one thing they rarely did was tell the truth. Io was taught to hold his tongue at the vipers of rumors, to take them apart and see what they were at their core. He felt a fool beneath greasy skies, flashing colors made yellowed and hazed. He was following the word he had picked up from one place and another, piecing together a haphazard map of unassured promises. There was safety, he was told. It lured him, like a song he could not get out of his head. 

That was how he ended up on Nar Shaddaa, straight into the thick of criminal activity — all who would gladly shoot him down and sell him back to the Sith for a pricey reward. He felt an ache in his arm, a trembling he could not stop and forced himself to breathe. He kept his head down, his cloak pulled up and followed the crowd. If there was a true promise of safety — that would mean he could find someone to help him. 

          How bad had the galaxy gotten that the only hopeful place was the Smuggler’s Moon in the heart of Hutt space? Io did not want to know the answer to that. 

The smuggler had said something about the cantina loud enough for Io to hear. ( “Oh! Darling, you have to go! The owner there simply adores me! It’s — oh, I suppose a little bit of paradise on that slughole of a moon. The owner runs a strict rule about ... peace. Which, if you ask me, takes out the whole point in a cantina — if I want to shoot a bloody bounty hunter then that should be my right.” )  Peace rang in perfect clarity, a word Io hadn’t heard in such a long time — one that felt so far away, dimmed by the cloud of darkness that settled too heavy on his shoulders. Another night where the threat of someone finding him, unable to sleep due to the nightmares of someone ripping through his mind, Io found a ship heading into Hutt space with space enough to hide in. It was a risk but these were desperate times. 

It had been a few days here on Nar Shaddaa but without a guide and never having been to the place before — he needed to find it. The darker parts of this place slowly began to reveal itself. He saw greed pass between fingers, promises into oil slick deals, blades and blasters and drugs all in the open. Io had only been attacked three times — twice by drunkards which Io made quick work of and once by a man he bumped into. That had taken a bit more work and he clenched his teeth against the bruises. The fresher ones anyway. There were bones still mending, gashes still healing, and the dark purpling bruises hid the yellowing ones beneath them. 

A passing conversation caught his attention — Leagues ... are you ... you slimy bastard — & Io quickly followed after them. They wound their way through the streets, avoiding fights or quickly ending them before throwing their heads back and laughing over broken noses and the groans of pain. One of the many notes that played along to Nar Shaddaa’s tune. Io kept back, far enough to be considered just someone in the street but close enough that he didn’t lose them. This would not be the only hint he’s found — the others failed to pan out into anything useful. He was hopeful but he felt that flame small, dim. 

               Io did not trust it. Trusting is what had brought him to this point. 

The building they stopped at was nondescript, just another door in a row of doors and buildings and grease. Io stopped and waited and breathed, felt that slow even pull of the Force within him, and then followed suit. 

              If this was what that Zeltron smuggler called paradise, Io did not want to know what he considered hell. 

[unstoppableforcce]

higher prices

—CHAPTER 3: suffer

pairing: bounty hunter! Poe Dameron x reader

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a/n: oh so much pain and hurt, in my plan we’ve got two parts left? we’ll see how it actually shakes out but boy oh boy does this part hurt me :(( enjoy lol

Memories came with colors, and all of his memories with you were warm shades of orange and yellow. Yet, sat next to him in the cold cell of Qi-Te’s basement, the only color radiating from your frigid form was an indignant and stiff blue. Cold like this planet, this planet he hated more and more every second he was there.

Your attitude was just as cold as the snow now, refusing to turn to him much less speak to him since the two of you were thrown in together and he honestly couldn’t blame you for that.

He was the one who recommended the cave. He still stood by the fact that the two of you had no chance to outrun the kill squad but he was the one who opened his kriffing mouth in an attempt to save the two of you.

He thought he had it under control if he threw himself into the ring as the negotiator. But Qi-Te heard ten million credits and called the first order on his own, cutting Poe out of the deal entirely.

But who was he kidding? Had he heard ten million credits on any other bounty, he would’ve done the same, just like you had said, he was just like them.

It was sentiment that landed him here with you. It was sentiment that was going to get him killed now when the first order showed up.

And you wouldn’t even look at him.

A stiff and freezing blue.

He picked at the loose thread hanging from the white stripe on his gloves, stealing occasional glances back to you hoping to catch your eye but coming up with nothing. Fidgeting even more now, he adjusted his hands within the gloves, feeling the cool pull of leather over his calloused hands, rough and rugged.

All he could think about was the fabric of your gown beneath his hands as he pinned you into the corner of your gilded palace walls, riding it up your thighs and letting his pure, soft grip maneuver up your exquisite skin... The two of you had been so young. He couldn’t even remember the last time he was that happy.

The last time he saw a color as bright as the energy your radiated with your smile when your lips pulled from his.

“I’m sorry.” He admitted, keeping his gaze securely angled towards his lap and the thread of the striped gloves he kept pulling at. He didn’t look up to know his words had caught your attention, managed to turn you back to him. He didn’t need to look up, he could feel it.

“For what? Getting me shot, or recaptured, or probably publicly executed by the first order? Which part are you sorry for, exactly Dameron? Or are you just sorry that you ended up in here with me too?”

He shook his head, “you still think the worst of me...”

“You haven’t given me much else to go off of—“

“You’re the one who got yourself captured here in the first place, everything I’ve done since I’ve got here was to try and save your life—“

Your scoff interrupted him, “and yet you won’t tell me why—“

He ripped the thread from the glove, cutting you off instantly. But he didn’t say anything else, he just jumped to his feet and began pacing back and forth. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t skyrocket your nerves, each clank of his boots on the freezing concrete echoing in the small cell.

“You don’t collect bounties for the first order, but you sold me out to Qi-Te—“ you frantically continued to fight, not letting your nerves show.

“What else was I supposed to do?”

“I don’t know, but you don’t get to remain all high and mighty like you’re a good guy just because you wouldn’t willingly do what you’ve already done.” You snapped, adjusting on the wall and gritting your teeth as the pain came back.

“I told you I’m not a good guy—“

“Then why did you try to save me?” It was the question you kept coming back to, and he couldn’t take it anymore.

“Do you think you mean nothing to me?”

That rebuttal stopped your anger in its tracks, effectively silencing you where you sat as your stare stayed splayed over his face, unwavering now. And he didn’t know what he was running on but he couldn’t stop himself.

“I get it. Alright. I get why you don’t like me and I’m making no claim that I deserve your forgiveness, but can you honestly sit there and tell me that you believe I don’t still care about you?” He took a step closer to you, staring down your way as you sat, still shocked. “I don’t care about the resistance, I don’t care about Qi-Te or the goddamn war anymore, but you?”

You couldn’t find anything close to words as the same warm memories flooded your mind so he kept going.

“You want to know why I tried to save you, why I won’t turn you over to the First Order? Because you aren’t a bounty, I care about you.”

The two of you were as good as dead anyways right? What did it matter anymore?

You were the first person he ever loved, might have been the only he ever loved... that didn’t go away no matter the two different paths the two of you took after everything that happened. None of what happened was your fault, he may have been mad at everyone and everything, but not you. Never you, no matter how hard he tried to lump you into the resistance he had such a distaste for.

Not even when you did something stupid enough to land you in this situation in the first place, he just didn’t think he was capable of it.

Stars, did you really have nothing to say?

Was that terrified look on your face really warranted? Had you not maintained the same feelings all this time, did you really still hate him after he left—

“That was a good speech Dameron.”

As if his luck hadn’t been bad enough, hearing Q-Te’s disgusting drawl was the last thing he needed.

He turned around slowly, careful to keep himself between the door and you, “listen—“

“I didn’t know you even had a heart, it’s touching, honestly.”

He gave a quick swallow and tried to return his normal stone-cold self, but it was no use, he could see the storm of ideas brewing in his head. “You don’t understand—“

“No...” Qi-Te peered around to where you sat and his smirk grew on his lips. “But I’d like to.”

His whistle was quick, but the punch from the goons at his side seemed to come even faster, before he knew it, his head was hitting the cold concrete floor.

The next time he woke up was to a freezing pail of water being thrown at him. He flinched, trying to get away from it as the cold flooded through him, but quickly found himself restrained, his hands above his head and his toes barely touching the ground, feet bound to the floor by a chain. He tried to pull his eyes open, but was hit by the bright light of the cantina and clenched them back shut.

If only it was that simple though...

Qi-Te gripped his face with his hand full of rings and forced his eyes back open. “Oh you won’t want to miss this, pretty boy Dameron.”

He did want to miss it though, as soon as he peeled them open, he found you tied up opposite him, hung from the ceiling just like him, and your shirt torn open... he flinched away again but he couldn’t get very far, with the disgusting hand still gripping at his chin and holding his stare towards where you hung.

“Just when we thought nothing could break the perfect hunter—“

“Stop—“

“All it took was a pretty princess—“

“Don’t—“

The grip tightened, turning his face down towards Qi-Te and his disgusting snarl. “This is what happens to those who betray me.”

Then another punch came, but he managed to maintain his consciousness this time around, almost wishing he hadn’t. Because all he wanted was for this to be a dream. He wanted it not to be you hanging, vulnerable and open to Qi-Te and his filthy hands as he slowly approached you.

“Stop—“

“How did a hunter like you find yourself a woman like this, huh?” He seethed, gently tracing his hands over the length of your arm, stopping at your injured shoulder and squeezing at the burned skin to wake you up with a scream falling from your lips. “I did my research on her after you told us the absolute gift we stumbled into and she is way out of your league—“

“Poe...” the sound fell so exhaustedly from your lips as your eyes fluttered open on the tail end of your scream and his heart shattered.

“Do whatever you want to me, Qi, but don’t—“

Qi-Te put his thumb into your wound and you screamed again. The sound was worse than he could have ever imagined and he had no way not to hear it.

“Answer my questions and I’ll stop, it’s that easy, Dameron.”

He tried to catch your eye but your stare remained everywhere but him, rapidly lifting to the ceiling as the pain rushed over you. He could tell you wanted to bite your tongue, to keep yourself quiet, to deny the monster the satisfaction of hearing your screams but you couldn’t and that just made it so much worse.

So when Qi-Te reached for your wound again, Poe broke.

“I’ll tell you whatever you want to know... just, stop.”

“See?” The man smirked, “was that so hard?”

He walked back to where Poe hung lifelessly, gripping his chin and turning his head back towards him, forcefully ripping his stare from you. There was no fight left in his tense muscles anymore, he just let Qi-Te turn him as if it were nothing.

“The princess of Kelva, where’d you meet her? Hmm?” He must have been getting off on this, knowing his history, torture like this was out of his norm. He preferred to take what he thought was his, but this was worse than even that. This was sadistic, plainly sadistic.

Dameron had heard the rumors of the mangled bodies of those who tried to double cross him, but this kind of torture was different. This was mental, he was playing with him, it was so much worse...

“In some back alley skughole? You steal her innocence next to a dumpster or—“

“Yes.”

Qi-Te landed a thud-inducing punch to his gut and it echoed across the room. “Don’t lie to me, Dameron, or I’ll hurt her again.”

“We met in Corellia, pure chance, didn’t know who she was—“ another punch as his snarled face saw straight through Poe’s rough attempt at a lie.

He knew the truth could only make things worse, he knew enough to know you mattered to him but when he found out—

“I’ll tell you where we met.” Your voice finally surged back to life, catching Qi before he could land another hit on Poe’s quickly reddening and bruising torso. “Come here and I’ll tell you everything.”

The smirk that grew on his filthy face sent a shiver down Poe’s spine, it was sickening.

“See? The princess knows how to negotiate.” He quickly stalked back your way and paced his hand around your throat this time, given a squeeze hard enough to coax a whimper from your lips but not so hard that you couldn’t talk back. “Tell me, baby.”

“We met in...” your voice trailed off as you appeared to fall unconscious agains and Qi was quick to pull his hand back and slap you to get you back awake but your head merely lolled to the side, so he tried again. But this time, you were faster, slamming your forehead against his nose and sending him stumbling back, hitting the ground with a thud to rival each of the punches he had already thrown.

“You kriffing—“

You spat again before he had the chance to even properly insult you. “Do your worst...”

“No...”Poe sighed out, heavy with the knowledge of just what his worst could entail.

Refusing to back down, you didn’t even flinch as he got back to his feet and charged you. Poe did though, he didn’t have your strength.

“We were kids, we met on Kelva.”

Qi hesitated at that, “kids?”

“Our parents were friends...” Poe continued, avoiding the stare you threw his way, sure that it was full of heat that he could no longer withstand. “We vacationed on Kelva.”

The memories of warm were flooding with his feelings of cold but he would do anything to save you.

“And let me guess? You were just a charming kid—“

“No...” he chuckled out, “she hated me for a long time.”

Those memories were red hot, charged with the seething yet playful hate that only two kids could possess for one another.

“How’d you get her to fall in love with you?”

He glanced back up to meet your stare this time, expecting heat and finding nothing but your soft eyes glancing back at him. “I came back, after I... when I was older, we had a lot in common...”

Yellow, that love was a pure yellow memory skirting his thoughts.

“And you still love her?”

“What do you want from me? Qi, you’re getting your bounty, what do you need me to spill my heart for?” He snapped, ripping his stare back from you to him.

But the man only chuckled, pulling a blade from his belt. “There’s no bounty on you... no, I’d rather be paid with the look in your eyes as I gut her right in front of you.”

“No—“

“Her bounty is dead or alive.” He snickered, “just know that you brought this on her yourself... she could have had quite the life as a slave for me, but this,” he turned to drag the knife down the bare expanse of your stomach, “this is much more fun for me and I get paid handsomely.”

“Don’t—“

“Go on,” he dug in just enough to leave a light trail of blood on his next pass over your skin, “tell her you love her, Dameron.”

He kept his mouth shut, hoping his refusal bought himself more time. More time to do something, he didn’t know what but he had to do something...

“You won’t get another chance, Dameron, come on, tell her.”

He glanced to you, hoping to find some clue on your face, something you had prepared to get the two of you out of there but there was nothing but the foreign look of fear coating your brow. He had to do something. What the hell could he—

“Come on, look at her, Dameron,” he rubbed his filthy hand over your stomach once more, “she’s shaking with anticipation, just look at her.”

That was the problem, he was looking at you, and that only made it hurt so much more—

Your legs. Your legs weren’t tied like his were. You were dangling but you weren’t tied down. They must have figured with your injury that they were unnecessary, or they underestimated you. Poe knew better than that.

He locked his eyes back with yours and gave a desperately pleading stare, begging for your full attention as he spoke. “I remember the day I fell in love with you... we were out by the shore, do you remember that?”

Your brow furrowed, clearly your brain gears turning a parsec a minute but you weren’t there yet and the knife was only getting closer.

“With your guards all around, we barely had any time to ourselves.” He tried again, nodding his head slowly to try and reinforce each and every word. It still wasn’t clicking for you. “You always had the best moves...”

There it was. Like a light turning in above your head, it finally clicked for you.

That day was far from the day he fell in love with you, but it was the only day he could think of that made his point.

The two of you couldn’t have been more than 15 when he stumbled upon you training with your guards. He rambled on for days about your most impressive move, meant to be performed in case of emergency even in your ceremonial gowns... a quick attack to squeeze the life out of an attacker with your legs around their neck.

He even let you try it on him once, but that ended very differently.

“Tell me about her best move, Dameron, I want all the details.” Qi-Te practically licked his lips at the suggestion, still tracing light circles on your skin with the knife.

But Poe only gave you one last nod as he watched your grip on the chain overhead tighten.

“It went a bit like this.” You spoke weakly, getting his attention back for one second before you used all the strength you had left in your one good arm to lift yourself enough to wrap your legs around his neck and catch him.

He fought, slicing up your leg as he struggled but you maintained your grip until he took a final heaving breath and collapsed in your grasp.

A princess who couldn’t defend themself wasn’t much of a leader, you had told him way back when, as kids running through the water of the perfect white sand shoreline, fighting with splashes of water. It was around then when he thought he fell in love with you. Everything he did since then just ruined it.

He was sixteen, he was a dumb kid who just had everything he ever believed about who he was or who his parents were was shattered when he overheard the conversation between you and Leia that fateful evening. He was angry and he ran, leaving you and everything he ever knew behind trying to find a life where he could forget it all...

He loved you and he ran.

This was the life he picked for himself and he couldn’t even save you from it.

“Now what?” You gasped, out of breath and with a heaving chest.

“I’m so sorry—“ he sighed out, shaking his head as he became overwhelmed with emotions he had shut himself off from for so long.

You shook your head too though, “Forget that, what now?”

Forget that? How was he supposed to forget that? Was this really all just a throwaway for you?

“Poe, we need to leave—“

“For everything—“

“The first order will be here any minute for me, Poe, come on.” You began jostling in your overhead restraints trying to find away to free yourself, not caring about him still stuck in the past just a few feet from you.

Everything he became disgusted you, he knew that. Why would any sort of life saving confession change anything.

He remembered when he first saw you and the resistance after he left, nearly ten years later. You had grown into the most aggressive resistance spy and fighter there was, doing it all while never losing that royal beauty you had been born with. You lost your planet to the First Order and held your head high, still ready to fight and when he heard the truth about his parents he ran away scared and became what he was now.

You didn’t care about him anymore.

He tried so hard to distance himself from you, from everyone, it worked... he had to accept that now.

He fought against his restraints now, not seeing any room for movement and turning back to you, “I don’t know but there’s no way we’ve got much time.”

You nodded, glancing down to kick at Qi-Te’s motionless body and trying to find the blade with the toes of your boots, but even that was too far out of your reach. “Dammit.” You cursed as you stretched and contorted your body in painful twists to try for it again but it was no use. “What the kriff am I supposed to—“

The doors were kicked open, and both of you flinched, figuring that was the fate you had been stalling coming in full force through the doors, but instead, you found a rolling droid of grey, blue and white stripes. The same stripes that adorned his hair, gloves and belt.

“BB-H8!” Both you and Poe let out in excitement as the droid rolled in beeping.

But Poe’s face fell when he listened to exactly what the beeps were saying, yours twisting into a desperate confusion. “What?”

“The First Order just landed.” He sighed, gesturing with a head nod for BB to move to help but the droid rolled to him first and he shook his head. “No, her first.”

What he said in the cell was true, even if you didn’t care.

He still cared about you, and you saw that plain as day when you met his eyes.

Now, if only that was enough to save the two of you.

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TEN LEAGUES BENEATH CONTEMPT

WHERE: Ten Leagues, as it’s commonly just referred to, is a cantina in one of the shadier areas of Nar Shaddaa. While everyone throughout Hutt space has heard of it — mostly due to the reputation of its owner — finding it is a bit trickier. There are no distinct signs on the outside that tells you you’ve found it, and considering where it’s situated, getting there at all is dangerous for anyone who’s not a local. The chances of finding trouble on your way there is very high.

WHAT: Once you’ve found Ten Leagues and you’ve stepped a foot inside the establishment, you’ve officially entered a “safe zone” of sorts. No one within their right mind will harm you, regardless of how they feel about you, out of a good understanding that if they tried, they would mysteriously disappear. Its owner’s reputation permeates through into Ten Leagues’s reputation, which makes it a great place for warring factions on any level to see it as a sort of neutral zone where they can talk business and come to accords if so needed.

WHO: Ten Leagues is owned by someone simply known throughout Hutt space as “Oli”. It’s generally accepted that he’s dangerous in ways no one quite understands but accepts regardless due to enough evidence pointing that way. He can’t be threatened or cowed into submission, and past attempts on his life have brought ruin upon those who have tried. He doesn’t cooperate, nor does he listen to orders very well, and he’s incredibly hard to both manipulate or bribe, and inexplicably, he’s been around for almost 50 years, and there’s been no evidence of an ageing process whatsoever. As it is, though, by and large he minds his own business and doesn’t directly meddle in the affairs of others; considering he’s been in the business for as long as he has, however, he’s also a great source of information — that is, if you can convince him to share with you. Trading information with him is often considered making a deal with a devil.

GENERAL AESTHETIC: The cantina’s general aesthetic is dark, cool, sleek, and neons. The alcohols you can order follow a similar vein in that they’re all colourful, and under the right blacklight, look like they’re iridescent. Shimmers, glittering, dark leathers, smooth and flawless surfaces, Ten Leagues’s follows that of its owner. Stepping inside it is like stepping inside Oli’s personal fashion statement.

MAIN FLOOR: The main floor is where the patrons mostly stick to. It’s where the bar is located, it’s where the music is loudest, it’s more open, and the stage features all kinds of entertainment by all kinds of species; from Cirque du Soleil-esque acrobatics to live bands and whole drag acts, there’s nothing you can’t expect from Ten Leagues. If you’re looking for entertainment, wanting to get drunk and get away, or seeking contacts and information, it’s just where you want to go.

UPPER FLOOR: The upper floor, while following the same aesthetic as the rest of the cantina, is more private, with sectioned off areas that allows for proper conversations while still keeping a view of the main floor’s entertainment. It’s quieter, more intimate, and more often than not has servers of all species walking around to provide for its patrons. This is generally where the best or worst deals in Hutt space are crafted.

BASEMENT: The basement is an off-limits area for anyone but its owner. This is where Oli lives, and it’s a stark difference between the main cantina aesthetic and his private dwellings; while colour and shimmers and leathers and glitters are still part of the aesthetic, it’s lighter, brighter, whites with the colours and textures as accents rather than screaming everywhere. Soundproof, the sounds of the cantina above are non-existent here. As of late, though, it has become a shelter for Jedi and Jedi-aligned sensitives, though even then, there’s certain areas of Oli’s “nest” that even they’re not allowed to go on pain of death.

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Hey! All of your posts about Galaxy of Heroes have made me want to try it out. But I've never really played mobile games/ video games/ anything like it before, so I'm kind of intimidated. Do you have any advice for a total beginner? Any help would be appreciated. Thanks!

Hi!  ♥  Keep in mind that I’ve only been playing the game for a little over a month, so I’m still pretty new to it as well, but I can offer some advice based on what I’ve experienced with it so far!- Keep in mind that it’s fairly impossible to screw the game up, there’s nothing you can do that can’t be undone or picked up later, for the most part.  The only exception are some of the events and those characters/ships will almost assuredly be available elsewhere later, so don’t worry about what you’re missing out on when you start.- Know that the first couple of days are a fairly big time sink, if you let it be. I was spending 3+ hours on the game for the first few days, but that absolutely came down and now I can spend only half an hour a day on the game, if I don’t want to do more.  And know that it’s a long haul game, it’s meant to be played for small bits of time, every day, over the course of months.  This can be frustrating, especially if you’re used to console games!  But it’s just how mobile games are often designed.- There really is no right way or wrong way to play!  How you want to have fun with it is the most important thing--for some that means getting whatever character suits their style of play, for some that means going for their favorite characters even if they’re not that useful.  (Good starter characters to focus on:  Leia, Luminara, Lando, Chewbacca, and the Jedi Consular.  I liked Luke and Talia in the early days, but they were both quickly outgrown by the others.)- You will gain in-game currency fairly regularly, so don’t worry too much about things that seem impossible to buy.  Eventually, you will be earning 100+ crystals every day and my personal suggestion, when you’re struggling to fill out your roster in the early days, is to save up the 2k+ crystals it takes to buy the 8-pack of Chromium cards in the store, because that will help!  But I’d only do it the once, then most of the time you get the best odds from playing Cantina battles and buying energy to refill that gauge.- Focus on a core team that you can strengthen, once you figure out who you like.  It’s better to have a strong team of five than ten medium characters!- When Guilds are unlocked, aim for a mid-level group that has at least a few hundred raid points.  You’ll be new at this and a high level guild will mean they’re impossible for you to get anything done with, but if you’re mid-level and your guild is mid-level, you’ll be able to pitch in and earn better rewards that way!  If the guild doesn’t seem to be very active, you can always find another one later, so don’t worry too much about it, it’s always fixable.- Do the challenges every day, if you can!  They’ll net you a lot of stuff that will help you level up your characters.  And don’t worry about being penalized for failing on these, you won’t lose energy or anything trying on something that might be out of your league.- Focus on battles you can win, rather than trying to unlock the next one, if it’s too high level for you.  You want to focus your energy on battles that will give you rewards, not ones you’re going to be defeated in and not get anything for. I’m currently in a slow patch, I haven’t been able to do a new battle in a couple of weeks because my characters need strengthening, so I just keep doing the ones that will slowly net me what I need!- Don’t worry too much about leveling a character up to match your overall level, gear is going to be more helpful in rising up their power.- Don’t worry too much about light side vs dark side, if you favor one over the other, there’s not really any penalty for it.  You might take longer to get through one side or the other, but it doesn’t really matter, just pick the characters that you like best and work on them!- If you’re getting frustrated playing the same match over and over, set the speed to 4x and select auto-play, if you’re sure you can win it very easily.  I can’t tell you how many battles I’ve set up and then set my phone down, while I go back to tumblr.  You can also use Sim Tickets for battles you defeated without anyone dying (they’ll have 3 stars lit up under them), but I usually save those for the harder ones that I managed to beat once rather than the ones I can set to auto-play.

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— SHOOT HIM DOWN〔nar shaddaa [ten leagues] /// 3954BBY /// gray && ten 〕

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The lights were less flashy the lower you went in Nar Shaddaa. A hub of criminality, there was a difference between the criminality of the rich and the criminality of the poor, and the Smuggler's Moon reflected that like none other. In a way, it reminded Gray of Taris — a gleaming city that turned darker, seedier, poorer the lower you went. What Nar Shaddaa lacked was the openly warring gangs, the warmth of family, and the monsters… ah, yes, the monsters.

But Nar Shaddaa still was all it was regardless of how low you went; lively, loud, dangerous. By the time he'd arrived at the cantina he usually went to, two noses had been broken, and a blaster-holding hand lay in a gutter somewhere. A normal day on the moon.

Music assaulted his ears as he stepped into the cantina hidden beyond a nondescript door, up-beat, played by a group of non-humans, origins which he couldn't make out through the flash and flood of the lights, accompanied by the general dim atmosphere apart from them. The occasional lights only made the place that much darker. Gray was about to step towards the bar to get a drink when a face crossed his field of view — the sound of a blaster, the groaning of rusted metal, the white-hot pain searing the inside of his skull, the blood… the blood… and a face.

A light burning into his eyes and passing him again brought Gray back to Nar Shaddaa. The music that had been exchanged by yelling, fighting, screaming came back in with full force. His leg ached, seared, burned, even when there was nothing biological for it to feel pain. Circuits didn't have nerve endings, the pain he felt was an old pain — pain he felt after a nightmare, pain separate of his body and the leg he'd left on Taris that day.

Something red stirred in his stomach and moved his feet for him, even when Gray made eye contact, puppeteering his hands towards the man's shirt, guiding his fingers to clench around the fabric and pull. “Mandalorian,” Gray snarled at Ten Ordo, now a symbol of the bloody murder of his family by the Neo-Crusaders all those years ago.

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Like Mexican-Style Lagers? Here are 11 Craft Beers You Should Try

May 5, 2017

Chances are, you’ve occasionally thrown back a few bottles of a popular Mexican amber lager. Maybe you drank them before you got into craft beer and now they make you nostalgic, or maybe you harbor dreams of being the Most Interesting Man  — or Woman — in the World. Whatever the reason, the popularity of Mexican-style lagers persists even among seasoned craft beer drinkers.

But what is a Mexican-style lager in the first place? The category does not explicitly appear in the Beer Judge Certification Program or Great American Beer Festival style guidelines. Tracking down the roots of this summer quencher requires a brief history lesson.

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Roots of the Mexican-style Lager

Modern Mexican lagers find their origin in the late 19th century when German and Austrian immigrants began brewing the beers of their homeland in Mexico. When Austria’s Maximilian I declared himself emperor of Mexico in 1864, he brought his nation’s newly beloved Vienna lager with him. The beer proved more popular in Mexico than Maximilian, who was executed just a few years later. The Vienna lager became the dominant beer in Mexico entering the 20th century.

The Viennese lager is widely regarded as an original lager style. The beer shared its name with the Austrian city where brewer Anton Dreher first brewed it with an isolated lager yeast, revolutionary for its time. The combination of the new lager yeast and the invention of high-temperature-controlled malting yielded a reddish beer, from the Vienna malt that was clean tasting due to the yeast. As the taste for lighter-flavored beers spread throughout Mexico and the rest of the world in the 20th Century, the character and color of these traditional lagers changed with the times. Today, Vienna-style lagers vary quite widely in color and body, a development that can be seen in today’s import offerings.

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Craft Brewers Put a Spin on Mexican-style Lagers

Both traditional and modern versions of Mexican-style lagers have been embraced by small and independent craft brewers here in the United States. If you’re planning a Cinco de Mayo party, check out one of these Mexican-style lagers brewed north of the border.

Ska Brewing | Mexican Logger

Ska’s cleverly named Mexican Logger was the first of the American craft Mexican-style lagers, launched in 1999. The Colorado brewery has made quite a success of this 5.2% ABV beer, winning a silver medal at GABF in 2015 in the American-Style or International-Style Pilsener category, and winning bronze in the same field in 2016. Co-founder Dave Thibodeau explains the founders used to be closeted Pacifico drinkers, which lead to their development of an American version of the classic summer style. “With Mexican Logger,” he explains, “we took a style we loved, one-upped it a bit, and threw a craft spin to make it our own.”

Oskar Blues Brewery | Beerito Mexican Lager

Just one year old, Beerito has already become a national favorite for those seeking an all-day summer beer with a Mexican flair. While it boasts the lowest alcohol level on this list at 4% ABV, it’s certainly not low in character. Oskar Blues, the brewery that created Ten Fidy, Old Chub and Dale’s Pale Ale, wasn’t going to skimp on flavor. Aiming for a light beer with deep complexity, the brewery achieved it with a carefully chosen grain bill comprised of German and Colorado-grown malts that produce toasty, nutty flavors complemented by plum and honey notes and crisp German hops.

Great Lakes Brewing Company | Grandes Lagos

Cleveland’s venerable Great Lakes Brewing Company is known for brewing classic European lager and ale styles. Its beers are characterized by refinement and quality rather than daring experimentation, so it was surprising to everyone when it announced in early 2016 a new year-round brew would be a Mexican-style lager brewed with hibiscus flowers. The new 5.4% ABV brew is the more extroverted cousin of its esteemed Eliot Ness Amber Lager, a classic Vienna lager. Where Eliot Ness showcases class, Grandes Lagos goes for charisma, offering lightly tart and sweet floral aromas and flavors from the hibiscus and a charming soft pink glow.

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21st Amendment Brewery | El Sully

Named after 21st Amendment co-founder and brewmaster Shaun O’Sullivan, El Sully was inspired by the popular Mexican beers O’Sullivan drank while growing up near the beach in Southern California. It started out as a draft-only brew at the San Francisco taproom before making the jump to cans in 2015. This 4.8% ABV quencher uses German Pilsener malt for a clean, refined base, with just a bit of flaked maize to lighten the body. A Mexican lager yeast strain produces subtle spicy, herbal notes. O’Sullivan said he likes to tell people, “El Sully is what Modelo dreams of when it goes to bed at night.”

Tractor Brewing Company | New Mexican Lager

Brand-spanking-new in 16-ounce cans for May 2017, New Mexican Lager pays tribute to Tractor Brewing’s border-state heritage. The artwork for the cans features a New Mexico landscape and was created by Albuquerque artist David Santiago, who has designed a number of the brewery’s labels. At 5.6% ABV, this lager is designed to be light enough for the dry weather of the Southwest, while having the body to stand up to hearty borderland cuisine. The brewery claims the golden brew is neither Mexican nor American, but an homage to both traditions that is distinctly New Mexican.

Anchor Brewing | Los Gigantes

Mexican beer and the great American pastime come together in the newest offering from the Bay Area’s esteemed Anchor Brewing. Los Gigantes Mexican-Style Lager is a collaboration between the brewery and Major League Baseball’s San Francisco Giants franchise and marks the second beer to come from the partnership. The first crack of the bat is the sound that signals summer’s arrival for baseball fans and Anchor hopes this 4.5% ABV refresher will taste just like that. Anchor’s first beer offered in 16-ounce. cans, this light lager is brewed with pale malt and flaked maize and seasoned with Cluster and Tettnang hops.

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Flying Dog Brewery | Numero Uno Summer Cerveza

Edgy East Coast brewery Flying Dog got the idea for this lager brewed with agave nectar and lime peel from one of its employees, who suggested the brew at the company’s annual retreat. Originally released as Agave Cerveza in 2014, the beer was intended to be a limited seasonal offering but did so well it was added to the year-round portfolio the next year as Summer Cerveza. Brewmaster Ben Clark says more than one-third of the malt bill is comprised of flaked maize, leading to “a crisp, refreshing beer.”

Lone Tree Brewing | Summer Siesta

Colorado’s Lone Tree won a silver medal at the Great American Beer Festival in 2015 in the American-Style Lager or Light Lager category for Summer Siesta, and the first-ever cans of the beer should be rolling down the canning line as this article goes to publish. Head brewer Josh Wast says the beer is brewed with Pilsner and six-row malt and “a huge amount of flaked corn.” Sitting at a comfortable 5.3% ABV, Summer Siesta is fermented with a very clean lager yeast and finished with German hops for a crisp, refreshing take on this south-of-the-border style.

Lucky Star Brewery | Ojos Locos Mexican Lager

Travel to Miamisburg, Ohio, to try this draft-only lager (the brewery is planning to bottle it soon) and you just might get the most authentic Mexican drinking experience on this list, because Lucky Star’s taproom is modeled after a Mexican cantina. Authentic tacos, quesadillas and house-made salsas provide appropriate culinary pairings for this 4.8% ABV lager. Ojos Locos is brewed with a Mexican yeast that dries the beer out, leaving an easy gateway beverage for the macro beer drinkers who come in asking for their favorite national brands, says owner and brewmaster Glen Perrine. This clean fermentation profile is accentuated by Saaz hops for a crisp beer that is best enjoyed on Lucky Star’s “Pink Party Patio” when weather allows.

Epic Brewing | Los Locos Lager

Inspired by the audacious Mexican restaurant Los Chingones (Google it) not far from Epic’s Denver brewery, Los Locos Lager is truly unique. The sunny brew features sea salt and lime, making this beer perfect for a day at the beach. Los Locos was initially intended to be a limited collaboration with Los Chingones and was first only available at the restaurant, but Epic brewers soon realized they had a winner on their hands, canned it, and made it available across their distribution territory.

Indeed Brewing | Mexican Honey Imperial Lager

When this Minneapolis brewery first received a shipment of Mexican orange blossom honey, the sticky ingredient wasn’t intended to headline one of its beers. But according to Indeed’s head brewer Josh Bischoff, “We were so impressed with the characteristics of it, we decided to brew a beer to showcase it. Since the honey is from Mexico, the beer snowballed from there and created itself.” This beer clocks in at 8% ABV, and isn’t at all what you expect from a typical Mexican-style lager, providing what the brewery describes as “a citrus and floral fiesta,” one probably better suited to toasting the close of your Cinco de Mayo party than kicking it off.

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David Nilsen is a Certified Cicerone and a member of the National Book Critics Circle. He teaches a monthly beer tasting class and leads other professional beer tasting events around his hometown of Greenville, Ohio. He publishes a quarterly beer zine called Fuggles. He lives with his wife, daughter, and a very irritable cat. Read more by this author

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