Mining a Treasure (Izak Verd)

[Rhaegar Nemesis Dib]

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The mining town was one of the smaller establishments on Ryloth, but no less influencial for it's size. The city was built around the mines, both ryll and precious metals. The ring of fortification was created to protect what was theirs in the days preceding the Confederacy. And old habits die hard. It was why guards still patrolled the walls watching for the potential attacks from their neighboring cities, as history always tends to repeat itself.

It was in one of the restaurants in the center of the city where the man sat on a patio drinking his latte in the midday sun. The beige tinted suit hung open as his leg dangled over the other knee. Crimson shades adorned his face as he watched the slow foot traffic passing by. He had attained easy admittance into the city, because what threat could a lone man with a cane possibly present? And so sat quietly observing his surroundings while waiting.

Transmission from the city to the capital had requested assistance from the ViceLord, Darth Metus, in ensuring their holdings were secured as a new vein of raw, precious metals had been found deep within the planet herself. And as such a treasure would surely present a viable outsource of wealth for the city, the planet, and potentially for the Confederacy as a whole. And as such they wished to show off their horde while making sure their own city would really the benefits of the source of their good fortune.

Nemesis sipped the latte in silent reverie. He estimated that the likelihood of Darth Metus arriving was slim, yet a representative from his own blood line was quite the possibility. It would be someone with ties to the man, someone he could feel he had their complete loyalty. Someone with no loyalties beyond his own. That narrowed down the list greatly. And as Nemesis waited for the arrival of the ViceLord's proxy, he pulled the datapad across the table and typed in a few commands that would in effect, make sure that any recording devices within the city would not capture anything this day. The man was dead in the eyes of the Confederacy, and preferred to remain so until he was ready.

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