2.0 - Lure of the Lost

Walking carefully, you manage to make some distance from the museum before Csillag stumbles into a brace of stormtroopers at the edge of the university grounds just before you get into the city proper. "Hey!" the lead trooper says, "What are you doing here?" Guns come up -- they are wary having apparently received reports of intruders. "What a second -- that green one... blast 'em!"Meanwhile, the marketplace is not too far away and Joka is enjoying his perusal of the various stalls of the Nightmarket of Reles. Passing over the Gamorrean butt-plug prominently displayed in one stall, he sees tasty food, random electronic bits, and wares of all shapes and sizes on sale.

Over at the starport, people are in a bit of a tizzy as some transport appears to have taken off without authorization -- or paying its bills -- and rumors are saying it's crashed into some building in the city. Nonetheless, the young Marc finally clears entry -- leaving the transport that brought him here behind. He's certain that Hethan Romund -- the Force scholar he met briefly as a child -- sent a message that she needed help here. She might be in trouble that he can't solve, but she is also his best bet to get to someone who might know more about the Force and help him on his quest to master his skills and redeem his family name...

A second group of stormtroopers is nearby...

Marc is going to start searching for Hethan Romund, he's riding his swoop bike that he took from the royal yacht that he stole from his father. Marc's friend Nez took off with the yacht to throw King Paul Remillard and Baron Aiken off of Marc's trail. Marc is reeling in shock from his mother's death at his father's hands. He is lost and uncertain and for the first time in his life, utterly alone. He stops and begins to meditate to clear his mind of the despair that threatens to overwhelm him and try to figure out what direction he should take.

Marc was hungry. His rations were running low and he was wishing now that he hadn’t told Nez to take the royal yacht and leave. Still, though, he needed to meet up with Hethan Romund. He had her coordinates for a meeting place but doubted she would meet him in a public place. She'd probably have coordinates for him to travel to.

The second group of stormtroopers -- a bit further on -- open fire on Heyop, while any nearby citizens begin to scatter to the four winds of Reles -- eager to be out of the way.

Copy that.

Although Heyop does his best to dance out of the way of the incoming fire -- the four blaster rifles and their hail of fire are simply too much to dodge. However, as they pursue Heyop with their weapons, they wind up giving him an opportunity to reposition himself into a better place.Marc considers what little of the message for help he got from Hethan. It seems to have located her in the mountains away from the city. He could grab some food and head out -- it'd only be a few hours on his speeder. Or he can try and raise her here -- perhaps by now the trouble she ran into has been taken care of?

Joka the marketplace pauses somewhat as the sound of blaster fire is heard in the distance. A few short moments later, people turn back to what they are doing, surmising that it's far enough away not to be a threat. However a couple merchants begin quietly packing up their stalls. Just in case.