The Arch Wilder
Vulpesen smiled a bit as he stepped off his ship, onto the surface of Nar Shadaa. For thousands of years, it had been a place of refugees and fugitives. Now, the Valde of the Vitae Alliance had come in search for a person who had been both. He didn't know her name, simply what to look for. A curled tail and the distinctive look of a person far from home.
Of course, Vulpesen hadn't simply cast his line into a random pond. No, back at Veradune there had been extensive searching into records of the bandit coalition, as well as cumulative information given by those who returned home. The operation to notify the and return the population to their ancestral home was massive to say the least, so large that even the leader of the alliance had taken it upon himself to personally check the rumors, and see the mission through.
He adjusted his coat as a person bumped into him, then moved his hand t call his wallet back from the person's hand. There was a shocked gasp, but before the failed pickpocket could find him, the ex-jedi shadow had already disappeared into the crowd. The crowded nature of the planet was both a curse and a blessing. It made it easy for him to maneuver, but difficult for him to find his target. But such was why he relied on the force. Allowing it to run through him, he made his way through the streets, letting its ebb and flow guide him in hopes that it might lead him to the zorren they had tracked.
[member="Rei Ishveil"]
Of course, Vulpesen hadn't simply cast his line into a random pond. No, back at Veradune there had been extensive searching into records of the bandit coalition, as well as cumulative information given by those who returned home. The operation to notify the and return the population to their ancestral home was massive to say the least, so large that even the leader of the alliance had taken it upon himself to personally check the rumors, and see the mission through.
He adjusted his coat as a person bumped into him, then moved his hand t call his wallet back from the person's hand. There was a shocked gasp, but before the failed pickpocket could find him, the ex-jedi shadow had already disappeared into the crowd. The crowded nature of the planet was both a curse and a blessing. It made it easy for him to maneuver, but difficult for him to find his target. But such was why he relied on the force. Allowing it to run through him, he made his way through the streets, letting its ebb and flow guide him in hopes that it might lead him to the zorren they had tracked.
[member="Rei Ishveil"]