Sierrien
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- Joined
- Mar 17, 2015
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- 528
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The first thing that hit her as she stepped off the public transport that had brought her here to Umbara was the darkness. Hardly surprising; for a planet to not actually have the rays of sun ever visible, she imagined that it was the first thing that came to everyone's attention the first time they came to this planet. Looking around, she could see artificial lighting set up in the city, and even though there was cloud cover and no sun there was at least a general 'lightness' since it was technically the middle of the day. For such a gloomy world, it was honestly not surprising that the Sith had once opened an academy on this world. Come to think of it, she didn't even know if it was still operational. She assumed not, but that was only because she had never been there and had never heard anyone else talking about it. It could easily still be the site of some more secretive training, though that would make her current mission kind of an odd one. She had been sent to retrieve something from a specific tomb, and in normal Sith fashion she hadn't been told what she was looking for, or where the tomb was. They had told her she'd know what she was after when she saw it, if it was even there in the first place. This was only one of many possible locations it could be, it seemed, though she also hadn't been told where the other locations might be.
The first part of her mission involved tracking down someone who could take her to the tomb in question, or at least to the correct general location. As far as she knew, the tomb hadn't been opened since the Sith who presently 'occupied' it had died. Kholaim was the name she had been given, and that coupled with the fact that he had been a Crusder at the time of his death and the knowledge he had been buried on Umbara were all she had to go on. It had proven to be a fairly unique name, enough so that she had already made contact with someone willing to sell her the location of the tomb before she had even landed on the planet. It was starting to look more and more like this would be an easy mission; go in, get the thing, leave with the thing. She liked easy missions, because she found it much easier to lie and say it had been difficult and she had overcome all kinds of trials than to actually have difficulty and have to overcome all kinds of trials. It was a cheat for sure, but that tended to be the Sith way of things. Besides, she had decided it counted as being 'prudent', and that made it okay in her mind.
Her lightsaber was worn openly on her hip, and between that and her outfit it was clear that she wasn't trying to hide what she was today. She was a Sith inside Imperial space; the common folk would fear her and it gave her a very strong bargaining position when she met her contact here. She had of course not mentioned that she was a sith when she had sent the letter requesting a meet up so that she could buy the location of the tomb. Now when she showed up looking dark and ready to fight, as well as having her lightsaber so clearly displayed - well, the plan was for them to be intimidated in to dropping the price. She was pretty sure she could act scary when she needed to, even if she really wasn't all that scary when it came to comparing her to other Sith. To those who didn't have the Force or extensive combat training, at least, she could be scary.
Her steps took her through the streets in an unhurried fashion; she had left herself enough time to get to the appointed meeting spot fifteen minutes before their assigned appointment, because she intended to be sitting down at a table before her contact arrived. She was a bit upset that she hadn't been able to get any information on her contact, so it would be a bit of a surprise who showed up, but being confident was also part of being a Sith so she wasn't about to back down. Finally her sure steps took her to the meeting place they had agreed upon: The Prancing Parsec was a two story middle of the road restaurant, so at the least it didn't cater to the ruffian crowd that would have surrounded them in a Cantina. She moved in to the building and sequestered a booth upstairs on the patio; she had made a reservation before she had realized that a patio wasn't going to be very pleasant on a planet like this. The Umbarans were used to it enough that they could enjoy the patio, but she was dreading it. Stepping out on to the patio after moving through the restaurant, her eyes would scan around and see that it was mostly empty at this time of the day before she moved to a small table, with a chair set on either side of it. She sat smoothly and looked out over the view offered to her of the city and the dull sky, and she started to wait.