The Bear's Cave - Sedona Station, Baffin (Formerly Freeport 14, Yukon)

[Reverend Del]

As the half battered Pirate transport flashed out of the Cassini jumphole, the pilot flashed a grin. The Rogues might not be pleased he still had backdoor access that prevented the defences from popping his ship like a ripe plum, but his pursuers would have been even less pleased.

"Heh, Yukon at last. A trip well worth taking."

The stolen transport wouldn't flash up on any databases, the pair of thieves he'd stolen it from certainly wouldn't tell any other living soul they'd been taken. Be bad for their reputation. That said it wouldn't add to his either but he didn't mind, best to keep a low profile for now, and nowhere lower than Freeport 14. The backside of Liberty in every sense of the word.

He'd been hearing a few things said about one of the bars in this place and with a mind to check it out he requested docking permission.

Walking into the bar he was surprised at the vast array of other folks in here, and hardly anyone looked surly enough to start a brawl. He had checked his weapons at the door, and was only left with his prodigous size to aid him should things get ugly.

"So, not exactly Buffalo's bar, but hardly the Ritz on Manhattan either..." he muttered to himself.

He walked up to the bar looked the barman square in the eye.

"Don't suppose you have a bottle of finest Montezuma Moonshine have you?" Sylpheed smiled.

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Saint Del is considered a holy healer of diseases of children, but also as a protector of cattle.