Zeta shakes his head, dazed a bit. He never saw the three foot creature jump into the air, it was pretty quick for a small creature.

Zeta contemplated, deciding if he should squish the poor creature and save it some trouble, but he decided that would be all too easily, so he decided to play along.

"Who are you?"

"I am, Zandor. I sense you have doubts of my power? Then I dare you to challange me here and now. We'll see then. " He looks up at Zeta, with a slight grin on his face.

"How can I doubt you, when I do not know what you are. What makes you think I doubt you?"

Zeta felt that the creature was wasting his time.

"What is your task?"

Zeta did not believe in doing things for others, only for his Master, Darth Snack.

Though he made exceptions...for a certain price.

Zandor raises an eyebrow. "You, are to come with me to a distant planet. There, you will be entered in a tournament, if you win, the prize is 100,000 Republic Credits, and two items of your choosing...but they can't cost any more than 10,000 credits. You get all the money, and prizes."

Zeta crossed his arms once again, he was thinking deeply now.

"I see.."

He rubbed at his chin for a moment.

"...and just what is in it for you?"

"That...is none of your concern. Are you going to enter?" Zandor takes a step toward him and looks at him.

(OOC Think you can talk Darth Snack into joining? :p OOC)

"I shall take you up on your offer, but first, I must contact my Master..."

Zeta reached out with the force, letting the darkside flow through his body. He sent a message to his Master, Master Snack.

Master, your presence is needed...Outside of the cafe, near the alleyway...

Zandor narrows his eyes slightly and then turns around. "So be it." He backs into the alley shadows and awaits the arival of the other Sith.

ooc: Snack will reply when he can, he's schedule gets a little busy. I'll keep the thread going until he can find some free time to post.

ic: Zeta glanced over at the hopper as he finished sending a force message to his Master.

"He will be here in time, I can't seem to locate him, perhaps he is busy. He has got word of my message, I am sure of it, he will make his way here in due time."

Zeta slowly walked into the alleyway, keeping his eyes on the hopper.

"For now..tell me more of this journey you wish to send me on."

(OOC Thank you! OOC)

Zandor looked back at him. "It's a tornament. It takes place on a "remote" region of Tatoonie. It's out of the way of any cities or towns. Just a small town with a collosium(sp). The best, and I mean the best go there and fight each other. I need you to fight for me. My last warrior...met an unfortunant end." He simply shrugs and turns around to face him. "I'd fight, but I'd have to join someones team. I'm the leader of a...de@d team you might say."