A Meeting of Two

[Nyx]

Ord Mantell had to be one of the biggest dumps Mordred had ever visited in her life. The young Dark Jedi looked around her in disgust as she gripped her wooden staff, already regretting stepping foot onto the planet. Her search for the First Order had led her here, not to mention her running out of credits. That was also a big issue.
She sighed as she moved about the crowd, pushing through with the tip of her staff. She despised crowds like this, the gathering of idiots, as it were. But as she was a denizen of this simply fine galaxy, she had to deal with her pet peeve.

She finally emerged, glad to be out of the choking reach of people. She leaned against the side of a building, closing her eyes as she began to relax, her staff firmly gripped in her pale fist. She would stay here for now, not really knowing where to go. Once could say she was rather lost on the planet, and needed to gather her bearings.

[member="Rune Talrik"]

 

[Solemn]

Not far from Mordred's position, a ship would slowly land among the multiple other ships that were stationed around the spaceport, landing rather swiftly. The ship was a Light Freighter, more precisely a YT-2400 model coming from the YT series, but nobody really were into these kind of things around here, now, were they? It was clear that the pilot that was at the command of this ship, however was not too bad when it came to his maneuvering skills, as, during the landing, no damages were made despite the dust and the disorganization of the whole area.

Soon enough after ship landed, a man would then leave the ship and put his feet onto the ground, looking around with squinting eyes. Damn, the dust around here was so heavy! The young man couldn't believe the amount of the numerous particles that would enter his eyes for a moment as the wind slightly rose up, forcing him to put one hand in front of his eyes to cover them and protect them from being damaged for no reasons whatsoever. Sure enough, the wind would then slowly fall and the dust would finally clear, but the man's eyes would still be squinting despite it.

"A great start."

The man would comment to himself, smiling in a joking fashion before proceeding onwards. Despite his rather casual clothes, this young man was a Padawan from the Jedi Order and a man loyal to the Republic. His lightsaber was underneath his jacket, and his blaster was at his waist, but it was only to tell the random smugglers that thought of stealing from him that it was probably not a good idea. Nevertheless, he doubted that no one would try to do so on such a particular planet.

The reason behind his visit was that he had come here to verify something about Karth Den's origins, wanting to know everything about the little organization he had been keeping in place back then when he was still alive. And, for that, he had to learn a few things from Coruscant, which led him towards this place, where, apparently, one of his associates had been managing the organization at Karth's place. Needless to say, the Jedi wanted to put an end to this organization before they would start hearing more about him and send mercenaries to capture him for what he has done to their past leader.

Reaching forward onto a nearby street full of aliens and random Humans wearing vastly different clothes from one another, he would then pass a lady that was leaning against a specific building, not paying too much attention to her at first. However, as he passed beside her, he felt..... like something was wrong for some reason, like the Force, around this woman in particular, was slightly twisted, different than what Rune is used to perceive it.

Nevertheless, he continued his path onward, seeing as he had much more important things to deal with.

[member="Mordred"]