"I was expecting a Knight named Roan..." speaks the head of the welcoming committee.
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Meanwhile, back on Coruscant, you guys are being taken to the secure hotel where the Viceroy is being accomodated. This place is huge- enough space for some 1000 guests- but is completely empty save for the Viceroy and his retinue. Republican security is everywhere.
"Anzat is quiet sector," says Marios. "Anzat Prime itself, free of any problems that would normally require Republican attention. We've had our problems with pirates, of course, but then so does much of the Galaxy. We have always tried our best to sort these things out.
But these Corsairs are something different. We don't know where they came from, or why. But they are fanatics. They fight without pity and mercy, and to the death. They have never lost a firefight. Oh, they've taken casualties, but they don't care. They always win the fights. And they always recover the bodies afterwards so we cannot get any sort of trace. And they leave no survivors- not intentionally, anyway. Our very sparse intelligence on their actions is based on a handful of people who have managed to escape them.
I assume you heard about the refugee transport?"
"They use no standardised vessel that we have been able to identify at any point," says Marios.
"I don't want to sound like I am ignoring it's seriousness, but it is important that I imprss upon you that the attack on the refugee transport is NOT what we consider the most concerning part of thse incidents."
"Tragic as it was, the atack on the ship was simply a standard pirate attack with an unusually callous attitude.
Our problem is that these pirates are hitting planetary targets. They seem heedless of all risk and casualties. They are hitting ports and settlements; sneaking in, striking fast and then getting away. If they can do that, Master Jedi... not a single person in the secotr, on any planet, feels safe any more."