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Makeb System - Makeb - Equatorial Region - Tolfey Zhina Pop: 700 - 15:00 hours local time
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The sleepy isolated mountain town awoke to another beautiful sunny day, but you wouldn’t be able to feel that sort of enthusiasm in the air, yes the locals got to work as usual but that existing tension in the air was present to anybody who’d visit, so thick you could cut it with a vibroblade, it had been a week since the last attack and according to survivors of other attacks it usually took them about that long to prep for another, already nearly 10 towns in the region had been raided and this town was no different, the Gandi pirates were ruthless, murdering all who opposed them stealing crops and goods, looting stores, taking outcasts unable to defend themselves with them to do god knows what and burning their buildings sending them crashing down the ravine that split the residential part of down from the commercial, the Makeb central government wouldn't help, those corrupt Hutt controlled puppets would only help for a coin too big for the village to pay, for all that the locals knew they’d been payed off to turn a blind eye to the ransacking.
The only reason this town was spared this past week was frankly a complete stroke of luck, scouts knowing the Gandi pirates the local elders sent a desperate call on the most powerful distress channel they had not reaching far out of the system, thankfully, call it dimb luck, the will of the force Jedi Knight Khoe Ghafara of the New Jedi Order was refueling her ship on a station over Lyndax when she received the distress call, always willing to help anybody she headed over in an instant arriving just in time to easily fend off the small pirate horde from the village but she knew she’d be back. The scouts reported an even larger group massing to attack the village, she had figured they weren't dumb enough to send their full force against such a weak town, she had asked the New Jedi Order for assistance but since Makeb was a neutral world they told her it wasn’t in their jurisdiction or their best interest to help or in their words “interfere”. The locals had kept the signal going in case other help arrived, any help. She didn’t have the heart to tell the locals that no help was coming from the Jedi but she felt as though they already knew. Khoe stood on the far balcony of the down wrapped in her brown cloak smoking a pipe of spice as she gazed over the dry wooded opening of the valley at the northern tip of the ravine, the harsh Makebi sun searing her through the cloak, she wasn’t exactly sure what she was going to do, her master always told her not to bite off more than she could do and it felt like this time she’d gotten herself into that sort of predicament, she was the only one hear who could reliably take out even a single brigand, they were artisans not warriors.
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