USH'S STAR WARS GAME- CAMPAIGN II EPISODE III (RENEGADES)- The Hunters Hunted

It is, in fact, the barman that makes contact with you.

"Your name Xeth?" he asks. He's holding a piece of paper telling him to look out for a strange bug-like person named Xeth.

Xeth is slightly surprised, but keeps his cool.

"Yes, that would be me," Xeth replies, glancing at the paper. "Why?"

"Hey!" he says, "Happy birthday, bud!"

"...it's my birthday?" Xeth replies, a tad amused by more confused.

"Well, sure it is, pal!" he says. "You've got that party all booked out in the private function room!"

"Oh!" Xeth says, playing along with a cheerful grin. "Well, I've been so busy with work I haven't had the time to celebrate! Show me where this room is and head I'll right back there!"

"Up the stairs, first on the right. Hope you enjoy your day!"

"Oh, I sure will!" Xeth says, heading for the room, and making a gesture for R3-U9 to follow him. He takes the stairs, R3 waddling up behind him, and stands before the door. He knocks lightly before trying the door.

Those droids really hate stairs, you know.

No answer.

Yes, I know...

Before trying to open the door, Xeth uses Force Lift to help R3 up the stairs, amused at the waddling motions that R3 attempts to use to climb.

Then, he pushes the door open.

Darkness inside.

For the second time tonight, Xeth enters a dark room and searches for the lights, flicking them on when he does.

The lights only seem to provide a very vague illumination.

"Many happy returns, Xeth," comes a voice from the far wide of the room.

Xeth steps into the room cautiously, tapping R3 on the dome and whispering for him to activate his spotlight mechanism.

"Thank you," Xeth replies smoothly.

He rather neatly illuminates the Commissar.

"Did you make a wish?" he asks.

"Possibly," Xeth says, grinning slyly.

"Greetings Commissar," Xeth says, moving to shake his hand. "It has been awhile."

Gralus steps out the shadows and interposes himself.

"Sorry, Xeth," he says. "No personal contact. That's policy."

Xeth continues to grin.

"Just testing you, Gralus," Xeth says, lowering the hand.

"Well, here we all are again, in the same room," Xeth says, looking about. "I suppose something has come up that doesn't involve the Center of Renegade Jedi Investigations rescuing kittens from trees or tracking Dark Jedi?"

"We might have a lead you are interested in," says the Comissar. "It has been a busy two years since we last met. How has it been for you?"

"Been keeping fairly well," Xeth says, nodding. "I'm sure you heard about the situation at Droben. Might have been a lead on a droid shipment, but, alas, our target died in the fighting."

"What might this lead be?"