Public The Silk Run [Open]

[Eldin Daine]

Shadda-Bi-Boran


He had gotten a tip off. From a friend of a friend of a friend. A couple of valuable crates of Shadda Silk on Shadda-Bi-Boran in CIS space. Just sitting there waiting to be claimed. If the information was good. His YV-666, The Rusty Bucket sat on the landing pad undergoing some minor adjustments. Ship identification, a three turned into an eight with the help of some paint, ship registration changed to The Blank Shot, just in case CIS came snooping around.

From the intel, Shadda-Bi-Boran had been re-established into some kind of manufacturing planet, Eldin was not interested in any of that. He’s destination was a small village on the edge of the swamps. This was not going to be an easy run, CIS probably patrolling the borders and he did not have a passport. Yeah, naw.

Get in, meet up with the contact, get the crates and get out. That was the plan, it was simply it was good.

~oOo~​

The ‘Blank Shot’ touched down on the surface of Shadda-Bi-Boran without any incident. So far so good. The small village sat on the horizon amid a cloud of steam, a phenomenon produced by the swamps at this time of the afternoon, and already he could see the lights of the house flicking on for the coming evening. There was a bit of a moist chill in the air enough to cause him to zip up his jacket, the ground slight wet underfoot and a scent of organic matter soft to the senses.

Eldin made his way across the terrain, it was not a direct route, small pools of swampy water directed his path but eventually, he walked through the narrow streets toward the inn in which he was to meet his contact. It was a small place, made of metal and wood and nothing of style about it, but he was not here for the décor.

His foot rested on the wrung around the bar, leaned forward to catch the eye of the bar tender and ordered a drink which arrived quick enough. He was early, the contact not due for another fifteen minutes which gave Eldin time to scope the place. From what he could see, it was mostly locals in the Inn tonight, some giving him the eye over as he was strange to these parts but mostly, they kept to themselves.

Another sip, before settling on a bar stool, to wait.

 

[Aries Creed]

CIS Patrol Fleet 071-23 ~ Edge of the Toblain Sector
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"Commander...Commander...Commander...Commander..." A metallic voice droned on and on until finally...

"What?!" Aries' eyes snapped open in frustration, having his concentration broken was a sure fire way to put him in a bad mood, especially when he'd only just slipped into a trance. The B1 Battle Droid Unit standing at the edge of his room shrieked away from the yell before holding up a datapad. "Ah- uhm....sorry, sir. We just had a ship make way for the planet Shadda Bi Boran. One of our scouting units in the area was passing through the system when the ship went to land on the planet."

Aries stared at the droid for a shallow second before licking his lips and muttering. "There better be more."

The droid glanced back down to the datapad and then back up to the man. "Well. port authority never received the ship. So it must have landed away from the factory districts."

Aries exhaled, knowing very well what that meant. "The Vicelord wants as thorough an investigation on incoming ships as possible. Can we contact the port authority to have them investigate?"

"We tried but the transmission wouldn't go through, sir." The droid wined.

The Knight stood up and nodded. "Ok, what about the scouting unit, are they still in the area?" The droid glanced down to the datapad before nodding. "Yes sir. A small squad of Vulture droids."

"Then dispatch them and have them find that ship." He said before closing his eyes and exhaling deeply.

"Yes, sir." The droid said before tapping a button on the datapad.

Eldin Daine ​