As you make your way through Capital City, you take a shortcut through an alley. There, you see an older man in a cloak and a slimy looking Weequay shaking hands and muttering to one another. As you draw closer, you begin to hear bits and pieces of their conversation. They look up and notice you, and you suddenly realize you’re in danger. You start to back up, but the man darts forward and grabs your arm. “I don’t think so! What did you hear?!” His voice is gruff and threatening.
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