It had been sometime since she had seen the man, but she was curious on the progress he had made in the task she had given him. Last they had spoken, she had given him a test of sorts to see if he could prove worthy of being an apprentice, to build himself a power base. She honestly didn't care if it was large or small, she just wanted to see if he had built anything yet. But that wasn't the only reason she had sent a message for him to meet her at a small trade world near Endor.
Bahrain was an interesting world of the Sanctuary Pipeline, an arid place but not particularly unpleasant like Tatooine. It at least had some greenery too it, and she found it... tolerable. The people less so. The bazaar, one of the biggest in the galaxy, was packed with sentients from across the galaxy. All of them were there to take in this magnificent example of an open air marketplace, complete with plenty of stalls and merchants, all trying to hawk merchandise at passersby.
She was sitting in a small spot set aside for those wanting a place to sit and eat, a pot of Bastion Black tea on the table and a glass half full in her hand. Sitting beside her, out of her usual attire, was her apprentice Eldaah. Dressed in an unassuming top and skirt, a satchel leaning against her seat, she looked for all the world like she was one of many patrons if one didn't have sight into the Force. Taeli herself was garbed in a plain blue dress, not out of place at all from the colorful sea of people milling through the place. Just to complete the disguise, a shopping bag or two sat on the table with the two women. It was apparently festival season for the world.
"He's late, my Lady," Eldaah muttered, idly stirring the straw of her drink.
"Give him time, the bazaar is forty kilometers," Taeli replied, sipping her drink. There was no hurry for her, after all, she had been tracking this particular item for a year now. Thanks to her vision from Malachor, she had the piece of the puzzle she had desperately needed... a fresh starting place.