Corellia would be a little more predictable than Arkania would be, you think. Like Arkania, Corellia helped found the Galactic Republic, but unlike Arkania, they are very open and active within the galactic community. That being said, they also possess a fierce sense of "planetarism" - Corellia comes before any other planet in the Republic.
However, you can see why the Chancellor's aide made the recommendation that you approach the Diktat, the planet's leader. Corellia maintains a well-trained police force and rarely needs assistance from the Republic or the Jedi Order for any local disputes or criminal activities. CorSec (short for Corellian Security) operates efficiently and meanly, especially considering the uncouth smuggler-types that Corellia tends to breed.
In that case, you drop out of hyperspace over Corellia, a blue-green world with large continents of rolling plains and a handful of megacities. You descend into the atmosphere and aim for Coronet, the capital of the world and the place of residence for the Diktat, Shyla Merricope. She runs the government from their Capitol Building, a large boxy structure that dominates Coronet's skyline.
Landing in the starport, you notice that the place seems to be undergoing extensive maintenance.
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Denzral will take his equipment as usual, including rebrether, grapnel, small 'flashbang' like grenades, retraining bolt and control, scanner, blaster and lightsabre etc.
Is there any chance for him to have performed some healing during the trip both via medical equipment and the Force?
"Here we are King Evand. City of the core. Coronet. One of the largest cities on Corellia. Doesn't stretch across the skyline like Coruscant but is probably as busy. An interesting place." Denzral will begin getting them ready to leave the ship. "Corellia is imfamous for the smugglers and privateers it breeds, so do be cautious. CorSec keeps the place fairly safe, there hasn't been any call for Jedi to aide in peace-keeping or criminal investigation in many years." Denzral paused as he lowered the boarding ramp. "And I can't see that changing any time soon."
He stepped out into the open air of the spaceport noticing that it seemed to be undergoing some refurbishment, and extension.
Denzral will look around before heading off to Port Security checkpoints it is assumed there are some. Much like boarder control. If so, Denz will make sure everyone has the right amount of credentials.
You rested the night before on Naboo, bringing Denzral down to 24 damage.
King Evand remains quiet as he examines his new surroundings, but you sense awe from him. Halloy, despite its previous stability, is not nearly as developed as Corellia, let alone Coronet. Trozen plods beside him, ever alert.
The starport appears to be going through more than refurbishment. It looks as though they're repairing damage from some sort of fight. One of the control towers features a multitude of blaster marks, and a hangar bay near yours was completely destroyed.
"I thought you said it was safe here," Evand says, noticing the damage.
"Then again..." Denzral muttered as he also visually examined his surroundings "...this could turn out to be an exception."
Denzral will face the King. "Fairly safe, yes. Stay onboard the shuttle with your Protector, and I will go and find out what has transpired here."
"I'll be on comlink channel seven." Denzral will say provided he can move off.
King Evand furrows his brow when you give him instructions; even if it is the safer option, he doesn't like being told what to do. But before he can respond, a CorSec representative approaches your ship.
CorSec officers wear a uniform of matte gray with a silky orange undershirt. Quite notably, this one wears a massive hand pistol in a docker's clutch under his arm.
"Welcome to Corellia," the officer says, eyeing you three on the Republic cruiser's boarding ramp. "What brings you?"
"Does the Diktat expect you?" the CorSec officer asks. "We're no strangers to Jedi visitations but the Diktat has a government to run." He looks past you to Trozen and King Evand. "Welcome, King of... ah?"
"Halloy," King Evand answers.
"Haven't heard of it."
Evand frowns and explains where it is. "My government resides in exile. We need Corellia's help."
"Oh," says the CorSec officer. You can tell he still doesn't know, but Evand says nothing more about it. "We're not exactly taking in refugees at this time. We already host the Jenet of Garban, and that's trouble enough."
Denzral- the Jenet? You think you heard something about this. A Savoir-Faire check says you know that they're a nomadic warrior people from outside the Republic, recently relocated here after an environmental disaster on their homeworld Garban.