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PR1M3 came out of warp. The RC opened and Drako got out slowly. Rubbing head the vents on his back slowly opened and the air hissed out.

" Are we there? " Drako walked to the cockpit and sat down. He pressed several buttons and the armer shield came down slowly.

" Umm....Drako...you might want to keep that up..... "

" Why would i do......Oh. Hrmm..." Drako let out a low growl as several Republic ships surrounded PR1M3.

" Unidentified vessle. You are passing throught Republic security zone. You will shut down your ship and surrender your self. "

Drako sighed and armed all the ships defenses. The ship shot forward and started blasting.

The ship he was imporsoned on landed predictably on Rodia, and Cale was hauled out by force and found himself dragged before a crowd of rather important looking Rodians. Sitting on a throne at a place of prominence in the audience chamber he was hauled into was an elderly yet muscular beast of a Rodian, bearing a vague familiarty that Cale couldn't place his finger on. Standing next to the alpha male was a thiner Female in a Camo jumpsuit. she had a long barreled blast rifle straped to her back and a familiar pair of pistols were stuck in her belt- Cale's pistols. The outlaw was grimly satisfied to see that she had a rather new cybernetic left arm. The Female stared at Cale with a deep seething hatred as he was hauled in in restraints by two burly rodians.
Cale was thrown to his knees before the apparent leader of the rodians and the male glared at him as he spoke.
"So this is the infamous Cale Darksun. Hard to believe such a puny monkey has caused me so much grief."
Cale grined at the Rodian."Im just chock full of suprises. arent I?"
"Silence your tongue fool. You have no Idea who you stand before." The Rodian snarled at him
"A stinking greenie?" Cale said using the galactic racial slur for rodians."Besides, Im not really standing."
The elder rodian nodded and the two guards behind Cale knocked him in the back of the head with their rifle stocks.
"I am Ropeke the Elder, Leader of the Ropeke clan of Rodia. And you and your ancestors have been a thorn in my side for far too long. Now is the Time I get my revenge upon the Darksun Pirates once and for all, by killing you, the grandspawn of Cyan Darksun."Cale glared back up at him. "You are an old fart then arent you? Grandpa Darksun has been dead for eighteen years. You got a beef with him, go find the remains of the Crimson Lady. Ive got nothing to do with you."
"On the contrary human." the Rodian sneered. "You had a hand in the deaths of both my sons, Glassen and Vlask. and that you will pay for dearly."
"Uh oh." Cale muttered.
"On top of that, you shot the arm off of my daughter, Nyalisk. She is going to be your executioner." he said, gesturing to the coldly furious Rodian woman standing beside him.
"Double uh oh."
Ropeke stood and gestured to the Rodians around him."The skrawny human-"
"Wirey. Im wirey." Cale interupted, getting struck again by a guard in the process.
"The Skrawny Human's punishment will be to become a game animal to be hunted for our amusement, as is the traditional punishment for Alien criminals. After he is killed, he will be skinned and we will roast the carcass in a lavish after hunt barbeque, though Im afraid theres not much meat on him..."
"Told you, Im wirey. Just too wirey to make a decent meal out of, so how about you just let me go and we can go our separate-"Cale got wacked again on the back of the head.
"we will deprive you of all your little gadgets and laser weapons. the only gear we will give you when we release you into the wild will be your vibroknife. for all the good it will do you. After we set you loose, Nyalisk will hunt you, track you, and kill you." Ropeke wringed his hands in glee. "The Hunt will be broadcasted on pay per view where we will watch your doom. Now, take him to the jungle!" he told his guards.
One of the guards suddenly shot Cale with a stun beam and the world turned black again.

"Very well, then," Mordranna nodded to Neb. She then looked to Cajin. "Well, I hope you can keep up. Jedi are rather fast, you know,"
As the trio walked the streets, Mordranna felt it wise to counsel the former stromtrooper in what to possibly expect. "With the Force, we have a sense of where you are. So, if you get lost, I'll have a decent idea of where you are. I can sense Neb as well, but I can't stay in one place too long, so be ready to run!" Still, counting on an early meory of early morning physical training, which included, among other things, runs, she continued. "It'll be like the 0500 PT runs on Carida!"
Mordranna paused for effect, and then continued. "I don't know what you'll see when we get to our destination. Probably just libraries and ruins. However, the Sith may be in the area, assuming that they have any inkling of what we seek. I fought one on Kashykk, and they're definetely not to be taken lightly," she shook her head. "If you see one, I strongly suggest for your own safety to not engage one in combat." Still, she wished not to insult his abilities. "I imagine you're more than capable, otherwise, you wouldn't have that armor. However, the Sith can block blaster bolts with their sabers."
At last, the trio came to the jungle, with Neb leading, cutting a path with his saber. Mordranna then briefly turned her attention to Cajin. "Just follow our lead the best you can, and be ready for anything. That's the best I can tell you for now," she sheepishly laughed, and ignited her own saber to cut away any plants that would be in her way.

The trip went smoothly for about half an hour. Then neb felt something odd.

"Yssana tribes nearby. While they are weak, they still have numbers. Hopefully, they'll back down if they do fight us, after noticing that we aren't as... untrained as we are."

Neb picked up the pace, hoping not to run into a fight. Tribal warfare was so last century.

" Okay then. " Angel began to part ways with the Dark Lord. " If I find anything important or seemingly useful, I'll com you. " She then continued on her own as the Dark Lord went another direction. As she kept going, she felt the luring feeling grow stronger, as if guiding her. After some time and getting around various obstacles, she came to a building, the feeling coming from it. " This must be the libraries. " she thought. As she entered, a strange sensation overwhelmed her for a second, causing her to almost fall over. " Something's here, and it must be strong with the Light Side, because it seems to be weakening me. " she thought, feeling the Dark Side inside herself seem to be inhibited somehow. Looking around, she searched various datapads, finding mostly useless history of past Jedi's doings and meetings they had with their decisions for events long past. She came across a group of datapads that caught her interest. They contained lesson information for starting Jedi, defining Force abilites and how to control them, as well as not letting your emotions overwhelm you. Others contained some information that shows what they know about the Sith. One specific datapad gave her a shock of suprise. As she examined the info, it listed Jedi who had died ever since the Battle of Endor, and to her suprise, found one Jedi mentioned to have died over Korriban in the same year as her tragic loss. No other information on that Jedi was listed. " No... It couldn't be the same one. There's just no way they would have listed a Jedi who purposely killed my family by pulling that stupid kamikaze stunt to avoid capture by Imperials. " she thought. She stuffed the datapads about what they knew of the Sith, Force abilities, and emotion control into her pockets. Searching more, she came across nothing but useless info, until she went into another room. She saw a holocron on a table, and felt the luring feeling coming from it. She reached out to grab it, but soon had an immense blast of Light Side energy shoot into her that came from the holocron. The blast knocked her back into a wall, banging her head pretty hard against it. " Apparently they made that thing... Dark Side proof... " she said quietly, as she soon fell unconcious from the impact.