*It had been a really bad day.
Sconn sipped the Venaarian Cringe-Ale and one of his eyes was forced closed by the bitter taste of the yellowish liquid. He wondered if the "cringe" was supposed to come from the drink itself, or the obscene amount of credits the wake-up juice cost. That's the price you pay for wild nights, he thought.
With a shrug he took another swallow and scanned the Binary Bar's late afternoon crowd. Sconn noted that he merged seamlessly with it, which for a thief was a good thing, especially on an Imperially held world like Venaari. If nobody could remember your face, they couldn't give the authorities a good description...
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Sienn Sconn was just minding his own business at his favorite dive when a young woman caught his eye. Little did he know she was a New Republic operative running from Imperial agents - or that he'd be plunged into a hair-raising starport chase from stormtroopers, a bounty hunter, and a ruthless Imperial officer. Come along for the ride with Sconn and New Republic agent Shandria L'hannar in "One of a Kind," one of the many stories you'll find in Star Wars Adventure Journal #5. *Source: Back of card