USH'S GAME EPISODE IV- 'CHASE'- LIGHT SIDE AREA

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"There is absoletly nothing you can tell us about them anymore?"

He shrugs. "They left together about an hour ago. That's about it."

"master marcus, what can we do now?"

*back to the dude*
"do you know anyone who can tell us more?"

"No, I am afraid not. That's all anyone saw until we realised Breva had been missing."

FM?

"I suggest we find out why that man was killed, so maybe we can go by appartment and maybe you can go back to your ship and...., very silently check with the council or such about n-e-b-b"

Subtly FM, very subtly 😛

we know where he lives?

"mah had his wallet which carried ID cards so I assume one of them has an adres on this rock"

Kellan nodded at Xeth. "Nice move," she commented to her winged companion. She studied the bodies briefly. "Bounty hunters. I'm putting you at considerable risk, Xeth. I don't like it." Her arm had begun to throb again and she tried hard to ignore it.

Androni is hiding in the corner. But he is unharmed and he can take you to Ascar now.

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There wasn't actually an address on those id cards. Hmmm.

convinient

any ideas oh great wise leader?

That he lacks an address amongst so much id IS an oddity. to be sure.

Well, if you guys can think of a way to keep Nebb busy, distracted or bamboozled, then you are on a level pegging with the Dark Siders. They are after Persis' location as well so presumably any questions they were asking people around here were related to that. Unless you start finding OTHER dead bodies it is reasonable to assume that they got the information they wanted.

en attendant FM 😉

"well than we still need someone to go back I suggest Mah to go back and do that thing. while we try to find out who that guy was, maybe the bar tender knows, because he had a tab here or something like that"

Bartender is, of course, one of the ones who stayed.

You going back to check out Nebb, Mah?

*casually steps to bartender*
*waves hand*
Correlian Ale and info please

"Info? You're subtle," says the Bartender. "Get out of here."

"What? no drink?"

"Not for a Republlican snoop," he says.

"praise yourself lucky I'm not one"