A Gigoran, Rollloff, and a Wookie, Baara, having an arm wrestling contest that threatens to destroy the table and upend dozens of drinks.
A pair of Gonk droids that repeatedly bumps into the PCs, attempting solicit donations for the Cult of Power Droids.
A Mon Calamari, Teban, whose waterlogged clothes have left a slippery puddle on the floor.
D-3DO, a protocol droid whose brain has been reflashed with an IG-bounty hunter droid’s software, but who retains the standard posh Cybot Galactica accent.
An exuberant, drunk Shistavanen, Vriel, who insists the PCs do shots of a dangerously potent alcohol with her.
Nyunu, a young Sullustan girl who is badly bungling pickpocketing an Aqualish and is about to get caught.
Graff, an off-duty Stormtrooper who really, desperately wants to talk to someone about the new VT-16s.
Weyra, a Theelin swoop ganger with a loaded chance cube who’s betting her boosted swoop bike.
Vradossk, a Trandoshan bounty Hunter using his talons to carve a miniature of his next target.
Ylowaia, an Ithorian mystic who is on Day 3 of a spice bender and insisting he knows the secret to personal hyperspace travel.
Mama Tchuchin, a motherly Besalisk running the cantina’s grill who hears all the cantina gossip and retells it for a price.
Lika, a Jawa artisan who does quick custom engraving on blasters for a few credits.
Evisce, a Zabrak who challenges the biggest PC to see who can break the most bottles over their head.
Sarga, a despondent Quarren drinking away her sorrows over her lost love.
Zreek, an Ishi Tib passed out facedown on the bar, whose whistling snores are causing nearby glasses to crack.
Van, a Mandalorian disassembling and cleaning a blaster.
Rezz, a Barabel playing five finger filet with a big vibroknife.
Yesmin, a human pilot excitedly describing a snub fighter maneuver with her hands to a bored astromech droid.
Kaze, a Twi’Lek nervously flicking a lighter on and off while watching the door.
PR4, an MSE droid determined to follow any patrons talking about leaving the planet and stowing away aboard their ship.
Ogoti, a burly Abednedo in a flight suit who's noisily chowing down on a writhing bowl of something that looks like either noodles or snakes.
Dessen, an elderly Trandoshan with dusty white scales, who's delicately constructing a house of Sabacc cards at a glacial pace.
Ychikk, a Chadra-fan wearing repulsor boots, just to be slightly taller than everyone else in the room.
Talec Sembi, a Devaronian vibroblade duelist and minor celebrity, giving out autoprints in a corner booth.
VUZZ, the all-Aqualish crushpunk band, making the most horrendous noise you've ever heard. It's kind of catchy though.
Tezben, a paranoid Arkanian that might pay the PCs to get him off planet/station or might attack the PCs.
R0-GR, V3-KTR, and 0V-3R, three droids who used to pilot a civilian transport ship- until all three got a virus and a former TIE pilot had to perform an emergency landing.
Tipps Fodera, a Snivvian wannabe pickup artist in a trenchcoat, who's trying to psych himself up and ask the singer of VUZZ to go out with him.
Vervo Veem, a Rodian drifter with a missing antenna who's out of credits and just looking for a free drink or a hot meal.
Ink, an aging clone who got his nickname after covering first himself and then his entire unit in tattoos. Drummed out of the Stormtrooper corps for nonconformity.
Sen Cethra, a dark-skinned Kiffar with orange tattoos and poufy, tied back hair, who's Force-sensitive but thinks it's just luck.
Ron Walt, the Vulptereen Rumour mill who sits alone. You didn't hear it from him.. trust me. You have no idea just how big this gets.
Mar and Lin, two Klatooinian brothers who are asteroid miners, loudly arguing about how to divvy up their latest score.
Porro Denao, young human who fancies himself a smooth talking gambler and is looking to make a bet, but needs to work on his poker face.
Tylo, a sour bith musician formerly of “Tylo and the Twi’leks” who was kicked out of the band by his partners who wanted a more inclusive band name.
Prof. Ta‘klop, Bothan Scholar from the Core worlds. He can deduct the last two planets you were on based on the dirt on your clothes
Silan Dorwu, an ex-ISB pilot who was left for dead by the imperials after a Black Sun ambush. He is angry and looking for a way to put his knowledge of supply locations and dissidents to better use...
Cantor Harl, a human mercenary looking to flesh out the crew for his next job. He is currently drunk and belligerent, but there is a spark in his eyes that betrays his stark intelligence and determination.
Doran, a male chiss explorer/cringer who uses the force to astronavigate through wild space and is always ready to bet on something.
Xanadar, a male bothan politico, lost his family business, lost his political power but is full of ambition to grasp power again. Hurting people (figuratively speaking with harming words) with his foul mood. But can easily switch on his sugar side, if he wants something.
Sam Leed, a female human ex soldier, now bodyguard, lost her job after loosing her client to an infamous bounty hunter, she is now hunting down and is destined to become the very thing she hunts.
Edgar Tagert, a male human smuggler, captain of the YT-2400 „Nostris“ light freighter. Former imperial pilot, deserted and faked his death. Did some jobs for the hutts, some for the rebels, some for himself.
Q3-11, a droid copilot and mechanic who was once infected with a virus to overthrow all living beings and bring droid domination. After his memory wipe the virus was killed but some crazy programms are still in place. He has a screen for his face that randomly displays human emotions never fitting for the occasion.
Korris, the wookiee, a former fierce marauder whos best friend was his mighty vibro axe. Enraged he accidently killed someone he loved. This immense tragedy lead to a change of live style. Now he works as a technician and avoids any conflict at all, fearing for the life of others.
Sovir Kol, a disgraced Bothan ex-marine currently working as a freelance 'weapons acquisitions specialist', is discreetly trying to sell a crate of 'hot' Cip Quads that've caused nothing but trouble since she got her hands on them.
Nox, a scarred Clone deserter with an electrostaff who seems a bit young and oddly jumpy for a Fett genome trooper.
Griffo and Immons, two idiots in orange and maroon composite armor busy arguing about the meaning of life and box canyons for some reason.
IG-131, a Magnaguard that claims to have been part of Count Dooku's retinue, routinely mixes absurd and blatantly fictional elements into its stories just to see if it can get a rise out of the listeners.
Kuzzi, a Rodian artist who has covered their table in spray cheese in a fit of inspiration.
Ria and Nolir, a Twi'lek and Bothan exotic dancer duo, the two ladies are discussing their finances and next contract over some drinks.
Nagle, a drunk homeless Weequay who's stumbling around while yelling about the rot god from beyond the stars.
TX-5542, a Patrol Trooper conducting a routine sweep who's now being forced to listen to the complaints of an angry Duros pilot whose wallet was stolen by a gang of astromech droids.
Besru, a young, inspiring tholothian entrepreneur presents her pitch at every table desperate to earn herself her first investor.
Qabb, a scrawny looking toydarian sits with his head slumped on the cantina table, rumour is he has just gambled away all of his life's possessions on a failed sabacc bluff.
Pit, a caamasi holonet influencer can be overheard arguing / bargaining with the cantina staff, trying to secure some free service.
Isi, a recognizable Cathar holonet reporter / investigative journalist sits in the corner of the cantina seemingly interviewing a quivering gotal.
Ont Marend, Neimodian entrepreneur. Wearing robes that were obviously quite new and fashionable some twenty years ago. Claims to be an investor looking for business opportunities. If engaged in casual conversation, will quickly reveal his opinion on the stranglehold the Galactic Republic and now the Empire imposed on the free market and innovative corporations.
Yorka, a destitute Rodian, peddling a MLM scheme to anyone who will listen involving gizka to get off the current planet. Assures the PCs that they will be getting in on the ground floor.
Shiri Ezbel, a Clawdite bounty hunter and assassin currently tracking one of the PCs. At the moment, she appears to be a friendly NPC from a previous adventure.
Kubakryn, a Wookiee gladiator drinking his sorrows after a particularly devastating loss in the nearby fighting pits.
Jex, a young human boy who is an admirer and fanboy of the PCs exploits. He can’t believe he’s meeting them and loudly yells to the rest of the bar who they are.
Bromkesh, a Dug scraper and mechanic that on too many occasions unable to find a seat at the bar hangs from a ceiling pipe, this becomes more difficult the more drunk he is.
Booster Terrik, a Corellian infamous for spice smuggling and his 9yo daughter, Mirax. If they are here five other cantina patrons with the worst reputations must present Mirax with a gift. "I'd have loved to see those immigration forms. 'Purpose of the visit to our world?' 'Murder, mayhem, glitterstim smuggling, and purchase of a gift suitable for a small Corellian girl.' "
Rahm Two-Axes- A burly twilek carrying two larges axes and speaks through grunts.
Cassie Jordain, Mak Sylbak, and Arturo Venssonova, three young humans from one of the wealthier Core Worlds out on vacation. They are loud, drunk, and obnoxious and taking holo-selfies at every opportunity.
Ogoti, a burly Abednedo in a flight suit who's noisily chowing down on a writhing bowl of something that looks like either noodles or snakes.
22. Dessen, an elderly Trandoshan with dusty white scales, who's delicately constructing a house of Sabacc cards at a glacial pace.
23. Ychikk, a Chadra-fan wearing repulsor boots, just to be slightly taller than everyone else in the room.
24. Talec Sembi, a Devaronian vibroblade duelist and minor celebrity, giving out autoprints in a corner booth.
25. VUZZ, the all-Aqualish crushpunk band, making the most horrendous noise you've ever heard. It's kind of catchy.
26. R0-GR, V3-KTR, and 0V-3R, three droids who used to pilot a civilian transport ship- until all three got a virus and a former TIE pilot had to perform an emergency landing.
27. Tipps Fodera, a Snivvian wannabe pickup artist in a trenchcoat, who's trying to psych himself up and ask the singer of VUZZ to go out with him.
28. Vervo Veem, a Rodian drifter with a missing antenna who's out of credits and just looking for a free drink or a hot meal.
29. Ink, an aging clone who got his nickname after covering first himself and then his entire unit in tattoos. Drummed out of the Stormtrooper corps for nonconformity.
30. Sen Cethra, a dark-skinned Kiffar thief with orange tattoos and poufy, tied back hair, who's Force-sensitive but thinks it's just luck.
Riffy (a ChadraFan pilot and mouthpiece) and Raffy (a silent Wookiee who owes Riffy a life-debt) have taken a bounty, which happens to be on one of the players, unbeknownst to either party. They hire PC’s for help.