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When Ral had returned from the mission to rescue Astra off of the slaver's ship only to find Deidra gone he was furious, perhaps more so than he should have been. He wanted to know where she was and why she would leave in the middle of an operation where he might have needed her, but only one verd had an answer, the one Deidra had pulled along for her mission to observe the exchange with her sniper rifle. Inquiries had quickly pointed to her having a dispute with Kex after she had returned from her part of the mission. After asking Kex about what happened, Ral stormed off to his quarters where he sent out a coded message to Deidra requesting a meeting. Where she was now he had no idea, but he figured that if Sisk could manage to get in touch with her for a bounty, Ral could do the same thing. Sending out a message on the same frequencies, Ral offered a fair paying job to recover a missing vod. The message would echo he same one Sisk had sent out for the job on him. Embedded in the message was a encrypted request to meet with her and discuss things.
The truth was, Ral owed her for saving his life. Perhaps not as much as he owed Kex, which is why he let the man's actions slide with a semi-firm warning to not drive off anymore allies. But it was enough for him to track her down, plus he wanted to speak with her about other matters. The simple fact remained Ral needed all the friends, allies, and warriors he could get. Whether they were psychopathic maniacs, hired guns, or loyal friends. So long as they proved to be trustworthy to him and loyal to the cause, Ral didn't care. And now, Ral had to track one down, one Ral owed a favor to.
That's when Ral had a bit of an idea, a card to play. One that he wasn't sure was a good idea, but it was the best idea he could come up with at the time, the best way he was going to get Deidra back without having to search through the proverbial haystack. Dei had mentioned that she had a niece, a girl that Ral had in fact met before in the sewers of Nar Shaddaa. A girl that had cost Ral his marriage, and caused a major ruckus at the last gathering of the clans nearly leading to her death-by-exile. If it were only for Carii, things might have gone much worse for her. But now, Ral was having to use his pull with his estranged wife to bring back Alora, and use her to try and draw Deidra out. Perhaps with two Laars, he might have more success than just having one of them.
So, the call went out, and now Ral waited on the surface of the cold world that he had set up his temporary base camp for his clan where they could train, and test their survival skills as well as hunt the local beasts. Looking over to Astra, Ral motioned for the young woman to come closer. "Is everything ready for our guests? I don't want there to be any problems, got it? This needs to be a perfectly smooth transition." He glanced at her before looking out the early morning fog that still clung to the red brush and rolling hills that surrounded the camp. It was the reason why Ral had ordered Kex to take had select the best commandos and go to the other side of the planet to train them up.
Carii's heart beated with anticipation. She hadn't seen or really spoken to Ral since the meeting on board the station Haven with the rest of the clans, and now she was about to speak to him as an Alor, a true leader of a real clan. His message sounded urgent, and she knew that whatever that had caused Ral to ask her to come back must have been important. So, gathering up her ship, and those who would accompany her, she headed for the coordinates of the rendezvous. Bringing the ship down to the surface of the planet, Carii was surprised to see the idyllic landscape and terrain. Is he finally starting to settle down? She thought to herself for a moment, but she quickly banished the notion it was ridiculous.
With a satisfying and resounding thud the ship touched down onto the ground next to the Haranov gunship. Standing up, Carii looked to Alora. "Well girl, I'm not entirely sure what this is about, but please promise me you won't immediately try to kill people." She asked as she placed a hand on the girl's shoulder, her voice sincere but with the hint of a lighthearted tease in it. Placing her helmet on her head, Carii led the girl down to the main hold where she found a small welcoming party waiting for her on the outside, Ral was not among those with them. "I take it the alor is busy?"
A lavender-skinned Twi'lek replied. "He regrets that he is tied up with some last minute business to attend to before the other guest arrives, but he'll be here soon if you need anything. In the meantime I can help you."
With a frown, Carii nodded. "Indeed. C'mon Alora, let's go find some chow."
The truth was, Ral owed her for saving his life. Perhaps not as much as he owed Kex, which is why he let the man's actions slide with a semi-firm warning to not drive off anymore allies. But it was enough for him to track her down, plus he wanted to speak with her about other matters. The simple fact remained Ral needed all the friends, allies, and warriors he could get. Whether they were psychopathic maniacs, hired guns, or loyal friends. So long as they proved to be trustworthy to him and loyal to the cause, Ral didn't care. And now, Ral had to track one down, one Ral owed a favor to.
That's when Ral had a bit of an idea, a card to play. One that he wasn't sure was a good idea, but it was the best idea he could come up with at the time, the best way he was going to get Deidra back without having to search through the proverbial haystack. Dei had mentioned that she had a niece, a girl that Ral had in fact met before in the sewers of Nar Shaddaa. A girl that had cost Ral his marriage, and caused a major ruckus at the last gathering of the clans nearly leading to her death-by-exile. If it were only for Carii, things might have gone much worse for her. But now, Ral was having to use his pull with his estranged wife to bring back Alora, and use her to try and draw Deidra out. Perhaps with two Laars, he might have more success than just having one of them.
So, the call went out, and now Ral waited on the surface of the cold world that he had set up his temporary base camp for his clan where they could train, and test their survival skills as well as hunt the local beasts. Looking over to Astra, Ral motioned for the young woman to come closer. "Is everything ready for our guests? I don't want there to be any problems, got it? This needs to be a perfectly smooth transition." He glanced at her before looking out the early morning fog that still clung to the red brush and rolling hills that surrounded the camp. It was the reason why Ral had ordered Kex to take had select the best commandos and go to the other side of the planet to train them up.
Carii's heart beated with anticipation. She hadn't seen or really spoken to Ral since the meeting on board the station Haven with the rest of the clans, and now she was about to speak to him as an Alor, a true leader of a real clan. His message sounded urgent, and she knew that whatever that had caused Ral to ask her to come back must have been important. So, gathering up her ship, and those who would accompany her, she headed for the coordinates of the rendezvous. Bringing the ship down to the surface of the planet, Carii was surprised to see the idyllic landscape and terrain. Is he finally starting to settle down? She thought to herself for a moment, but she quickly banished the notion it was ridiculous.
With a satisfying and resounding thud the ship touched down onto the ground next to the Haranov gunship. Standing up, Carii looked to Alora. "Well girl, I'm not entirely sure what this is about, but please promise me you won't immediately try to kill people." She asked as she placed a hand on the girl's shoulder, her voice sincere but with the hint of a lighthearted tease in it. Placing her helmet on her head, Carii led the girl down to the main hold where she found a small welcoming party waiting for her on the outside, Ral was not among those with them. "I take it the alor is busy?"
A lavender-skinned Twi'lek replied. "He regrets that he is tied up with some last minute business to attend to before the other guest arrives, but he'll be here soon if you need anything. In the meantime I can help you."
With a frown, Carii nodded. "Indeed. C'mon Alora, let's go find some chow."