Corusant was a city. It wasn't a planet. At least that's what Kodiak Mosthal thought. The middle aged Tuscan from Tatooine was never one for large cities, let alone a planet made up of one city. He didn't mind it for this occasion though. It wasn't everyday that you meet a figure so high up in the Republic like Flint Pherson. From Kodiak's understanding, he was the commander of the Republic. That wasn't something you could take lightly.
Kodiak's newly found New Rebel Alliance was in need of, well, and alliance. Though he planned it to be trade only. All he needed was a trade agreement so he could slowly build up his forces. Once he had what he needed he would break the alliance with them. That wouldn't be for awhile though.
He walked up the steps to the grand palace where the Supreme Court was. He only hoped he wouldn't encounter resistance. He would hate to start a war he couldn't fight. As he got nearer he grew more nervous. He began to think of plans in case this meeting wouldn't turn in his favor. He sighed and hoped for the best.
Kodiak's newly found New Rebel Alliance was in need of, well, and alliance. Though he planned it to be trade only. All he needed was a trade agreement so he could slowly build up his forces. Once he had what he needed he would break the alliance with them. That wouldn't be for awhile though.
He walked up the steps to the grand palace where the Supreme Court was. He only hoped he wouldn't encounter resistance. He would hate to start a war he couldn't fight. As he got nearer he grew more nervous. He began to think of plans in case this meeting wouldn't turn in his favor. He sighed and hoped for the best.