Zeven sat behind the counter of his newly aquired bar from a game of chance on the local pod races. He stood cleaning glasses for his first coustemers that would most likely soon come. Zeven has always enjoyed running buisnesses, it was kind of his nich'e(purpose).

He grew up on a small farm on his home world where he couldnt even walk out side with out the heat from the sun burning his insides up. He was mesmorized when he earned enough money to take a fight to Tattooine which had much bigger cities than Ryloth. He went to his first pod race last week where he betted all his money, and ended up winning thins bar and some extra cash to the side.

Today was the opening day of his new cantina, which he could feel in his body, would be succesful. Only if the first couustemer would walk through the door.

A coustemer walks in a asks for a corillian ale. Zeven reached down and took out a bottle. He uncorked it and retrived a wine galss. He poured the contents of the bottle into the glass and hands it to him. "Here you go," Zeven says.

"To tell you the truth I just won it last week," Zeven answered the mans question. "Dont know how long it has been from the previous owner." Zeven started shining the counter with a cloth.

"I won it betting on the pod races held here," answered Zeven as he refilled the man's glass. "He could see that he was looking around the bar.

'I think the next one is tommorrow, but I may be mistaken," Zeven said. "If you walk over to that corner table over there, there is a calender that tells the next race date."

"At the track, Its about 3 blocks from here, just head south and you'll be there," Zeven answered the man yet again. "If you want I can give you a ride if you come around here at about noon."

The day passes with little events. The eve of the race drew closer. Zeven got out of his bed and dressed. He then went out to stand at his speeder.

"Well we have to go early to get good seats dont we," Zeven said. He hopped in the speeder and opened the other door for the man.

Zeven drives of toward the track. They reached it in a matter of minutes. Zeven exited the speeder.

"Hopefully at the front so that we can see the action better," Zeven said, "Be sure to grab a handheld screen so we can see whats happening when the go out of view."

"I see you found the Handheld fine, we might be here for about an hour why we wait, I suggest if you are intressted in mechanics to watch the racers set up their pod," Zeven says at the return of the man.

"Also if you want to make any bets right now i'll save your seat."

Zeven sat and watched as the man walked in the doors leading to the pod racer mantinence area.