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This shook Cass, he was not expecting it. But he maintained his composure. How did he know? Of course his lightsaber. He would have to make alterations to its carrying mechanism in the future. He collected himself quickly. And I took great lengths be be sure it wasn't. THis is a night i would rather just blend in.

He motioned over to Koronov. Cass's look and age make the lie believable, especially at a place like this. My uncle wanted me here, I am supposed to learn about politics, or some nonsense. Personally I prefer to just have a bigger gun than the other guy, as from the look of you friend you do as well. But know, uncle says its better to learn, make relationship and diplomacy is the answer. But I guess i may as well meet you. Cassious Haldron, nice to meet you friend.

He then offered his hand. This strategy was 2 fold. One the lie was good, and Cass was a very good liar. And two he planned on monopolizing the Vor's time. Everyone here was here to gather information, and spending too much time with one person, especially a nobody doesn't help accomplish that too well.

Of course.
Forgeries to events like this were not hard to come by, and were often undetectable even to the best eyes. Thats what happens when the best at the job get passed up for political favors, as was par for the course on a world like this.. Cass had found such a forger. He handed it to the Vor.

What is a Vor like yourself doing here on the planet working something like security, when there is that big fleet is in orbit?

Cass chose is words carefully. He had know idea of his parentage, but the effects were still clear. Thrawn had given him tact and i keen eye to read situations, Mon Mothma his calming voice and nature, everyone seemed to like him. These abilities had often made Cass wonder if he should just become a permanent con man. He would be good at it. But no, he knew that wasn't who he was. He may not be a Jedi but he was no crook.
Here had had done enough to let the Vor know that CAss knew who he was, but that Cass didn't want to use that information. The weapon on his back should be easily dismissed, there was no reason for anyone to think he wasn't Koronov's nephew. And even a warlord would think twice about accusing a senator. Cass could get out of this, yes. But what was the rush. He was here to make contacts and relationships. This Vor would be a good one to have.

If everything is in order then. I was going to get a drink. I am assuming you can't have one on duty, but i would love to get you something else. Lets chat.

-Koyi-
"Oh Boy! Am I intruding! But, dont you worry darling, I rather lay hands on you!"

She was fishing for reaction in the escort, when she spotted Crom'nen becoming lonesome again. An idea hit her like a powerhammer.

-koyi-
"Why dont you let me introduce you to the man of the hour? A meeting with personal insights into what it is we are trying to achieve here?"

She knew of course also that 18 standing beside her was taking nice pictures of the Executive of Mandal Mines with her cybernetic eye. The folks back home will love the closeup.

Zarine noticed Crom'nen of course among a crowd of other notables, though what caught her interest was something rather closer to home. She nudged Koronov's elbow subtly, before turning to actually look. She couldn't place the fellow off-hand, though undoubtedly he wanted something.

"Good evening."

Seleevan Khar was a figure she knew by reputation and appearance, though she hadn't personally met him before tonight. His interchange with Cass was interesting, and judging by the body language between the two of them, there was more going on than met the eye. But, such was to be expected, even in a gathering as classy and ...selfless, as this one was supposed to be.

Bel'fima surveyed the crowd, paying attention to the faces, conversations, body language. She also knew that she had a mission, really a set of missions with various people. Some of these missions were on behalf of Crom'nen. Some were her trying to do the right thing, with or without his approval. That was, after all, why she stayed with him, to help him be better, whether he liked it or not. After surveying the crowd, she decided to walk up to the clueless Rodian Senator.

Senator Qooda, it is my pleasure to meet you. I am Bel'fima. I was good friends with your Grand Protector and his wife long ago. Tell me, how are they?

They are doing about as well as can be expected given the circumstances. One of their children was murdered a few years back by a Sith and their eldest has discovered his own jedi abilities. Alas, the jedi have all left Rodia for now, leaving it in the protection of Shiar and Salnor.

Bel'fima noticed the commotion by the Vor, and considered intervening, but though she would see where this went first.

Yes, I heard of the loss of their daughter, but I did not know of the departure of the Jedi. What caused that? Some disturbance caused by Brulax Ruso, no doubt.

Well, whatever the cause, there are not much safer hands than Shiar, Salnor, and Vreegon. They have each saved my life more times than which I would care to account. They were Crom'nen's escorts when I was rescued from slavery.

Such fond memories. Bel'fima, of course, already knew of the Jedi departure, and of Oraltor and Landrin being here on Coruscant. But there was no reason to let him know that.

Ludo Karesh, wearing formal Umbaran garb, walks side by side with his escort.  

The players have truly been moving their pieces at an astounding rate recently; this game is almost reaching its climax. We shall see what surprises await us this evening. I assure you, my dear, you will find it most entertaining.

  Ludo had been playing this game for a long time and had subtly manipulated events in his favor. Rather he had been playing two games simultaneously. Crom’nen and Landrin, his two nemeses, at least one was guaranteed to be here tonight. The other, as far as Ludo knew, still resided on Rodia. Odd though, his source on that planet had reported that Oraltor had left, yet nothing had been mentioned of his upstart young pupil. This scared Ludo in a way he had not experienced in a long time. Wherever that young man traveled, trouble always found him and Ludo no longer knew his exact location. His goals for the evening were twofold. First, his mere presence would hopefully visibly unnerve the Twi’lek. Second, he hoped that he could convince the Rodian Senator that Landrin was a dangerous fugitive from the law and thus turn his place of refuge against him. Oh well, enough time this evening to tweak his plans as events unfolded.
He approaches the entrance to the event and offers her his arm.


Senator Ludo Karesh from Tralus and escort.



As he enters, Ludo looks up to the balcony where Crom'nen stands and meets his eyes for about two seconds before entering the room.