Dac; Southern Hemisphere
Dac.
It wasn't a planet that Sifa had ever really though of before.
Most people in the galaxy knew it as the homeworld of the Mon Calamri and Quarren. Most people knew it for its shipyards and sprawling ocean cities. Most people were rather ignorant.
Sifa wasn't here for the shipyards, she wasn't here for the people, she wasn't even here for the ocean cities. She was here entirely for something else, something that she would need if she was to be successful in her next step. Of course, no one she was with knew that. Her transport, and innocent looking freighter with neutral ID tags was filled to the brim with a small collection of Sith and Soldiers.
Most of them had been recruited by word of mouth under no ones authority, most of them were here simply because they felt it good fun, or perhaps because they were a little more sadistic than most. To them, this was a simple raid on Dac, a simple attack.
Sifa Supposed it was easier that way.
She frowned slightly as the Transport shook, her hand reaching to grasp her lightsaber as she pulled herself up from the small bench. "Remember, south side, the Shield Generators and defense turrets."
A few people nodded, others grunted.
They all knew what they had to do, and they likely didn't appreciate the former Jedi reminding them. She smiled slightly, then shifted against to look at the back of the cargo bay. Any minute now the transport would dock, and then Sifa would be one step closer to getting what she wanted.