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Sowing of seed

[member="Arieth zh'Vranthi"]

The world was a a beautiful one, in its way. Lush fields of various food and medicinal plants abounded and were separated by forests and farming communities. There were of course secluded area's as there always was, even Coruscant had places where few went and fewer still thought much about. This was a stop on his list of places on a purchase list he had made. He was organizing a traveling show. It would allow a freedom of movement that would be excellent, provide a cover for their activities, and provide a source of income for the lot of them.

He had been to a rancher who dealt in the exotic animal trade and purchased several animals for the show but had many other things to care for. An old familiar tug at the back of his mind made him stop as he walked across a field of near chest high grain while he waited for his ship to be loaded.

He didn't need to be told what it was the force was in motion and wanted his attention. To that effect he found a boulder that rose just above the grain at the corner of the field and hopped up to sit on it. He removed his shirt and decided to take in as much sun as he could. It helped relieve the itch of pollination season.
 

Arieth zh'Vranthi

Galactic Alliance Ambassador
[member="Talon Vosra"]

There weren't that many Galactic Carnivals that had survived the Gulag Plague. Many of these vagabond entertainment groups had died out, and with it, their culture.

A few preservered, and in this, much like the vagrant fleets of old, would persist a small group of carnie's dedicated to the wandering drifter colony lifestyle. Space gypsies, peddling their wares where they can with shows of various entertainment.

Arieth was born into this life style, and it was in her blood as much as it was the breath of life. This particular planet was to be their port of call for the next to weeks. Enough to peddle for coin, gather resources, and then leave without a trace of their appearance.

Fate always played a hand in these matters. How much, well... Arieth would learn soon enough.
 
[member="Arieth zh'Vranthi"]

His thoughts drifted along on the currents of the force. They dipped and rose, turned and moved gently as he waited for guidence. He could be here for hours or even days depending on how long it took. As long as there was light he wouldn't need to move. How long he had been sitting when his come link beeped was anyone's guess but it did and he let himself slowly come out of his trance like meditation.

The force had not revealed what he felt he was being proded toward but it didn't stop tugging at the back of his mind either. He climbed down from his seat and grabbed his shirt, then tossing it over his shoulder he began walking back toward the starport. He passed the homes of citizens and noticed the children pointing at something in a window...a small advertisement for a family of traveling carnival. Talon's face formed a lopsided grin and he began walking again this time toward the carnival.

He made quick work of the distance and found himself wondering how they had survived the plague. He walked until he could see the tents and vagabond ships set up near the starport and just walked in. The tug on his thoughts only got stronger as he passed the first tent and stopped a girl walking by.

"S'cuse me miss. Who's incharge here?"
 

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