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It had been a long time since Renfry had been to Kafrene. She knew that Jaikus had been here once before as well because they had come here to pull Emryc out of the clutches of pirates in a somewhat desperate operation that had left more than a few people dead.
Now she was back here at a place she hadn't thought about it many years, and this time it was to find a different person that she loved. She didn't know what had driven Arla to this place or why her daughter had gone missing from Dathomir without warning or without taking Renfry's attempts to call her. There was a nagging feeling creeping up the Queen's mind that something was very wrong. She could feel it in the Shadow, and it made her heart pound all the quicker.
She had asked Jaikus to come with her, and he had been privy to the fact that she paced around the ship the entire trip here. Normally she made an attempt to remain calm and composed, but this was her Little Gizka, and if there was one person she cared about the most, it was her.
A mind-trick had gotten them past the dockmaster, and although Jaikus's armor had drawn a few unusual looks, no one really seemed to care about them. Kafrene was a place for anything and anyone.
I don't know why Arla would have come here. Or why she's just been... out here, she said, the frustration and annoyance seeping into her voice even as she pressed through the crowd, hot on the invisible trail she could sense connecting her to her daughter. There was no doubt that Arla knew they were coming, and didn't seem to have made any attempt to leave this place despite it.
Now she was back here at a place she hadn't thought about it many years, and this time it was to find a different person that she loved. She didn't know what had driven Arla to this place or why her daughter had gone missing from Dathomir without warning or without taking Renfry's attempts to call her. There was a nagging feeling creeping up the Queen's mind that something was very wrong. She could feel it in the Shadow, and it made her heart pound all the quicker.
She had asked Jaikus to come with her, and he had been privy to the fact that she paced around the ship the entire trip here. Normally she made an attempt to remain calm and composed, but this was her Little Gizka, and if there was one person she cared about the most, it was her.
A mind-trick had gotten them past the dockmaster, and although Jaikus's armor had drawn a few unusual looks, no one really seemed to care about them. Kafrene was a place for anything and anyone.
I don't know why Arla would have come here. Or why she's just been... out here, she said, the frustration and annoyance seeping into her voice even as she pressed through the crowd, hot on the invisible trail she could sense connecting her to her daughter. There was no doubt that Arla knew they were coming, and didn't seem to have made any attempt to leave this place despite it.