A newcomer enters the famous cantina, a woman wearing a great deal of black. Her job... is unclear. Her race... definitely human. The lack of blue skin, head ridges and tentacles pretty much gives it away. She is carrying money (after all, this place is supposed to be a bar!), as well as a sleek (black) blaster.
The woman steps through the door, looking around, a slight smile visible on her face. "Well, hello there," she says, coolly. "I heard people who come here tend to see a lot of action. Anybody gonna tell me about it?"
"There is no good and evil. There is only power, and those too weak to seek it."