Eilydn City, Glacies Domum
Four small probe droids darted out of an alleyway as a clock tower bell overhead struck nine times. The bell's final ring was followed by an eager silence observed by the few people standing in the small alleyway that branched off of the city's main street. Their silence was replaced by "oohs" and "ahs" as exploding fireworks shook the snow-covered stone sidewalk and varying colors of the rainbow could be seen at various points across the skyline.
The yearly Eilydn Celebration Festival had begun. There were fireworks, festival rides, exotic food stands, local bands, and other attractions occupying many city blocks, all perfect for providing entertainment and distraction.
An armored figure in the alleyway swiftly loaded a rifle in preparation. Mereel's brandishing of the weapon evoked no response from the others in the alleyway, they were all too focused on the intricate patterns of light briefly occupying portions of the sky. There was no better time for him to ask some of the local guards a few questions.
For large events such as the Eilydn Celebration, the Eiyldn Security Force brought in outside help to maintain the peace during the festivities. Mereel was certain that some of that hired help would be from his father's estate. He secured his now loaded Westar M5 to his back plate, being careful to not knock off the metal staff strapped over his shoulder.
Under his helmet, Mereel watched the fireworks bursting against the white snowy sky until a single probe droid appeared at the mouth of the alleyway. The device's arrival startled several scarf-clad civilians, but when they saw the droid float over to Mereel they looked away instinctively. He downloaded a map from the droid and displayed it on his HUD. Targets were here, the hunt was on.