Cedric Grayson
Ashlan Kaiser
Things were changing in the core, and not for the better.
Darius watched as the black-armored stormtroopers walked down the promenade of the business district. Just a week ago, and those men would have been detained for being so brazen. Things were not so clear cut anymore. With the New Republic's fall from its seat of power, the imperial powers had come together to pick apart the corpse before it had even the chance to go cold. Dozens of Jedi Knights and men and women of import had disappeared in a matter of days. The Republic's leaders had caught on after things had already fallen to darkness - the only option that remained was to retreat and regroup.
Live today, fight another day.
Such thoughts passed absently through the exile's mind as he strolled deeper into the darker corners of the city. Carida had always been a place of discipline, but even this military jewel had its seedy underbelly.
The robe-clad warriors was heading straight for his favorite cantina on the planet. It was there that he would meet with his contact, a meeting he was dreading, and hopefully find out what the next imperial move was. It was unfortunate that his heavy thoughts kept him distracted, and made him a rather easy target for anyone with a deft hand...
Darius watched as the black-armored stormtroopers walked down the promenade of the business district. Just a week ago, and those men would have been detained for being so brazen. Things were not so clear cut anymore. With the New Republic's fall from its seat of power, the imperial powers had come together to pick apart the corpse before it had even the chance to go cold. Dozens of Jedi Knights and men and women of import had disappeared in a matter of days. The Republic's leaders had caught on after things had already fallen to darkness - the only option that remained was to retreat and regroup.
Live today, fight another day.
Such thoughts passed absently through the exile's mind as he strolled deeper into the darker corners of the city. Carida had always been a place of discipline, but even this military jewel had its seedy underbelly.
The robe-clad warriors was heading straight for his favorite cantina on the planet. It was there that he would meet with his contact, a meeting he was dreading, and hopefully find out what the next imperial move was. It was unfortunate that his heavy thoughts kept him distracted, and made him a rather easy target for anyone with a deft hand...