And it was back to Naboo. The Arcanist had quickly learned that what happened in one region of the galaxy didn't seem to make the news in another. For this reason, apart from the man he was here to see and perhaps the few Sector Rangers that were actually on world, no one was likely to recognize the mask that had become so famous in Hutt Space.
That worked just fine for the Arcanist.
Tracking down Jedi Master Oren Zapan hadn't been quite as difficult as the Arcanist might have thought. This was in large part because, unlike the Sith Eternal, the Jedi weren't really in hiding.
Master Zapan, like everyone else, needed to eat food, and that was where the Arcanist found him. For obvious reasons, he had suppressed his Force presence so as not to blatantly signal that someone was nearby, but he had no intention of hurting the Jedi Master. At least, assuming he wasn't attacked first. Still, one never could be too sure with Jedi (he'd had some rather frustrating and mixed interactions with Jed up until now) and his lightsabers were tucked away but easily accessible in the satchel hanging at his side.
He spotted the man he was after, and the first thing he noticed was that Lilith really had done a number on him. He cringed a bit behind his mask - bearing many similar scars on his own torso from that particular Force ability - but didn't slow his pace. He slid smoothly into a chair across from the Jedi Master and started speaking at once.
I assume you know who I am, and my intentions aren't to attack you, he said. His tone wasn't one of confrontation, and for the moment his hands were on the table, though he knew he could use them as a weapon or access his saber as quickly as Zapan if things went sideways. He said nothing for a moment and simply watched. He watched the Jedi Master's movements, his face, the way he felt in the Force, and how he would react to this... surprise guest.
That worked just fine for the Arcanist.
Tracking down Jedi Master Oren Zapan hadn't been quite as difficult as the Arcanist might have thought. This was in large part because, unlike the Sith Eternal, the Jedi weren't really in hiding.
Master Zapan, like everyone else, needed to eat food, and that was where the Arcanist found him. For obvious reasons, he had suppressed his Force presence so as not to blatantly signal that someone was nearby, but he had no intention of hurting the Jedi Master. At least, assuming he wasn't attacked first. Still, one never could be too sure with Jedi (he'd had some rather frustrating and mixed interactions with Jed up until now) and his lightsabers were tucked away but easily accessible in the satchel hanging at his side.
He spotted the man he was after, and the first thing he noticed was that Lilith really had done a number on him. He cringed a bit behind his mask - bearing many similar scars on his own torso from that particular Force ability - but didn't slow his pace. He slid smoothly into a chair across from the Jedi Master and started speaking at once.
I assume you know who I am, and my intentions aren't to attack you, he said. His tone wasn't one of confrontation, and for the moment his hands were on the table, though he knew he could use them as a weapon or access his saber as quickly as Zapan if things went sideways. He said nothing for a moment and simply watched. He watched the Jedi Master's movements, his face, the way he felt in the Force, and how he would react to this... surprise guest.