STAR WARS: RETROSPECTION- The Cursed Swarm

"The Sharers are primitive, as are we. We are primitive by choice. They are not; they are just simple beings. The Wanderers have given them technology to defeat us."

Dar describes the blasters that the Garans used to fight the other Jedi earlier, before your arrival.

"which brings us to the delivery these men have for you" Iffa signals to Trawley.

"They're food stuffs and medical supplies," Trawley says. "The Bollans requested them to help their people survive, not to fight back."

"but supplies nonetheless. It seems these Pirates have more of a part to play than I thought. Did the Pirates and the swarm arrive at the same time?"

"The Swarm was here long before the Wanderers," Dar says.

Where do they come from? How do you deal with them?"

"They cannot reach us here," Dar says. "We run from the Swarm. It is endless."

"Perhaps we can help you."

"You will," Dar says. "It is your destiny."

"What is he talking about?" Harvik says, irritably.

"Perhaps your leader can enlighten us?" asks Iffa

"Yes," Dar says.

The tunnels that Dar leads you down go on a long way. It eventually ends in a great egg-shaped cavern. Like the tunnel, the walls are smooth, hewn from the rock by machine. Hundreds of Bollans have taken refuge in this cavern and they all turn to look as you enter.

"These are my people," Dar says.

'which one is your leader?' asks Iffa

On the far side of the cavern, you see a tent has been erected; the only one in the cave so far.

"He is in there," Dar says. "Come."

Dar walks toward it. The Bollans rise as he passes, watching you curiously.

Iffa follows, smiling kindly at the Bollans

Oh, I missed this! My apologies.

The Bollans shy away from you- not out of fear, but out of deference. Your party follows your example, offering friendly smiles and waves and hellos.

The tent of the Vaka is made of stretched animal hides and standing on rusted metal poles.

"Wait here," Dar says, before ducking into the tent.

"The Bollans seem friendly enough," Seth comments.

"They do," replies Iffa, "let us see what their leader is like."

A moment later, Dar appears from the tent again.

"Iffa," he says, waving you in.

He also allows the protocol droid to follow.

Iffa enters....

You are first met with the smell of burning spices, a pleasant aroma.

The inside of the tent is warmly lit with oil lamps and smoldering incense. In the midst of a swath of pillows sits a gnarled old man, his back arched with age and naturally tiny as a Bollan. He smiles widely, showing his few teeth.

"Iffa Na'Worru," says the Vaka. "It warms my heart to see you stand before me so."

Iffa bows his head in reverence to the Vaka.

"I understand you have been expecting me," he replies, "Dar has told me you have the power of forseeing the future. I hope whatever reason the Force has for me coming here, I can fulfil it."