He's good. He's very good.
A moment's peace, monk. HUN replied, eyeing the Selonian dueling in the center ring as he slowly moved out of the dueling ring, donning his black hood once more and avoiding the gaping stares of inebriated observers.
Pardon my intrusion then....I'll return to my meditations, though please to inform me of any developments.
HUN nodded solemnly to himself, saying nothing.
By now, he had gathered some attention of his own...he could see the Trandoshan and other pazaak players glancing in his direction, thrown off by the lack of a face beneath the wide-brimmed hat.
Trenchcoat billowing around him, HUN approached the pazaak table, slowly taking a seat across from the Chiss.
"Another player eh?" The Chiss pretended to act indifferent, but the unease around the table was palpable. Orsusk straightened in his chair, his arm straying closer to the blaster holstered at his side.
HUN reached carefully into the expanses of his trenchcoat, pulling out a small grey box and affixing it to the side of his neck. With a brief squeal of static, the device came to life.
"Been a long time---since I've seen a pazaak table."
Orsusk grinned out of the corner of his mouth. "We like the classics here. Got any cards to play with, stranger?"
HUNs gloved hand reached into the trenchcoat once more. With a wet "thunk!", he slapped an ancient pazaak deck onto the table.
"Just happen---to have some with me."
The Chiss chuckled softly. "Well, plenty of room for more. Just hope you know what you're getting into."
A series of squeals emitted from the device that might have been interpreted as laughter. "Pazaak....what do you know, Chiss? In my day----I was king."
He reached into his coat one final time, slowly, deliberately uncovering a ceramic mask, molded in the faint visage of a humaniod, brilliantly white against the darkness of his face. With careful precision, he aligned it over the black viod where his head should have been, fixing it in place, and staring at the other patrons of the table with a permanent expression of morbid amusement.
"Let's play, gentlebeings."