Shri-Tal was a an area that Nate never suspected he'd be visiting. Though something odd drew him to this place. A certain calling, which Nate sensed to be associated from the force. Being naturally talented with the force, being born of two force sensitive individuals. Nate new enough not to turn his back to these types of callings. As it meant that a pivotal occurrence in Nate's life was about to occur. Though what it was Nate was clueless towards. So he approached it cautiously.
As soon as Nate was done here. He'd probably be heading off to Kuat, as it was the last of places in which his current temporary transport for hire, was scheduled to take him. However for now Nate was reminded to focus on the present. As he left the small freighter he was tagging along on. Moving towards one of the local populations. In search for what was drawing him.
As he arrived in the local population he noticed that it was populated mostly of his species. As he was glad for that at the very least. It meant communication would be rather easy. Though visitations were also a thing he'd need to postpone. As his eyes scanned the crowd and environment. Doing his usual calculation of any area he entered. Constantly trying to determine potential assets, and threats. Finally however Nate zoned into a certain building resembling a cantina.
From that point Nate walked into the cantina like building. Where he went about and found himself a place to sit. As now all he had to do was wait. Sometimes being in the right place was only half of the solution. So now Nate needed to wait for the right moment. In which point whatever reason Nate was drawn here, would surely become apparent to him. Nate wished he had a lightsaber, as being unarmed provided predicaments. Though Nate would make due with what force techniques he currently knew, should any threat arose that required intervention.
As soon as Nate was done here. He'd probably be heading off to Kuat, as it was the last of places in which his current temporary transport for hire, was scheduled to take him. However for now Nate was reminded to focus on the present. As he left the small freighter he was tagging along on. Moving towards one of the local populations. In search for what was drawing him.
As he arrived in the local population he noticed that it was populated mostly of his species. As he was glad for that at the very least. It meant communication would be rather easy. Though visitations were also a thing he'd need to postpone. As his eyes scanned the crowd and environment. Doing his usual calculation of any area he entered. Constantly trying to determine potential assets, and threats. Finally however Nate zoned into a certain building resembling a cantina.
From that point Nate walked into the cantina like building. Where he went about and found himself a place to sit. As now all he had to do was wait. Sometimes being in the right place was only half of the solution. So now Nate needed to wait for the right moment. In which point whatever reason Nate was drawn here, would surely become apparent to him. Nate wished he had a lightsaber, as being unarmed provided predicaments. Though Nate would make due with what force techniques he currently knew, should any threat arose that required intervention.