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Every now and then, my loyal droid will return from diplomatic missions – lightside diplomatic missions, I might add – with a handful of human skulls. This constitutes a success, in his opinion. Apparently they’re supposed to be gifts, but my companions don’t want them – having brought their own – so I’m stuck with them. My cargo hold is starting to look like some kind of terrible skullporium.
