Liam Nargon
Character
Location: Uncharted system between the Parnabe and Alchenaut sectors
Equipmeint: Nargon Holocron, lightsaber, Fur-line coat
Tags: Lily Decoria
It had been a little while since meeting with Jedi on Jedha. Liam was glad to have his ship recovered for him and with a better idea of what the New Jedi Order stood for, he continued his adventure through life. He was troubled by the visions that he saw during his duel on Thule, and as a result he decided to travel as far as he could away from the destination that put him on a collision course with the darkside. The planet of his birth and where he suspected his mother would be, Taris.
Rather than set off to clear up the visions that were still troubling him, Liam took his ship and holocron and started off towards the territories of the Rimward Trade League. There were other Jedi there. Some that he might gain a different side of the lightside and the purpose of the Jedi. Liam liked Valery Noble , and the other Jedi that he had met from the New Jedi Order, but he felt there was more out there for him to learn. And he still heard the voice of his distant ancestors that warned against joining the Order. Of course their experiences were based on the old Order, but that was hard for a young man like Liam to distinguish sometimes.
The young man was relaxed in his pilot’s chair in hyperspace somewhere between Nkllon and Qat Chrystac. An area of the galaxy known for mining, but not much else in the way of civilization. So it was with great surprise that Liam’s instruments chimed at having received a long range hyperspace distress call. Liam was never one to leave one in distress without at least trying to help, so he quickly sat up and started the necessary steps to bring his ship out of hyperspace safely.
Continuing on his original course, at a much slower pace, Liam started punching buttons on his comm controls to zero in on just where the distress call was coming from. The source was a small moon orbiting a planet that didn’t appear on Liam’s charts. Not able to distinguish anything else but that Liam changed course towards the moon and before he knew it he was flying through a thick breathable atmosphere trying to get a further lock on the call.
Continuing to follow the comm signal, Liam eventually hovered over a crashed ship. Corvette or maybe a little smaller, but certainly bigger than his own. Liam landed and powered down his ship and walked off towards the wreckage. ”Hello? Anyone here? I am responding to a distress beacon.” The wreckage was not old by Liam’s estimate, but there didn’t appear to be anyone present.