2007-10-13 - Vigil on Ord Mantell

The public spaceport of Worlport is a makeshift operation that has been established over the centuries from common landing sites of Republic cargo ships centuries ago. The site itself is roughly two kilometers long, all made of open landing field where ships simply land where the pilots can find room for them. Half of a kilometer to the south, the southern coastline of the continent stretches as far as the eye can see east and west. Along this shoreline, tall buildings have been built in typical tourist fashion, made to draw the eye with circular architecture and large signs boasting casinos and hotels.
The ground here is mostly hard, compacted sand that has been beat down from the amount of traffic in and out of the spaceport. Ship crews mill about, but very few conviences are offered that might be at larger spaceports. A refueling service is available, though the process is slow, and large cargo haulers load stacks of crates into waiting ships-- for a price. A wide, well travelled road leads off towards the east to the infamous Trader's Quarter.
Kaal Saito's two faceted eyes, in reality hundreds of eyes facing in all directions, are the only parts his body uncovered. A heavy respirator covers the Gand's head and mouth and the rest of the creature is covered by a tattered black robe. Those unfamiliar with his species would speculate as to whether the large bulges under the cloak are part of his body or something else.
Ksar, recently dirtside again, inspects the CorSec garrison and scouts for new deployments. After some moments of indecision, an officer in the 101st points out Kaal Saito. "M'lord, he's been lurking around the spaceport for awhile now. I can guess what he's doing here. You might ask him."
Intrigued, the Viceroy waves at the lurker. "You there! Yes you! Step over here please."
Kaal Saito's respirator emits an odd sound, clicking mixed with the harmonics of a stringed instrument. Perhaps he looks at Ksar, or perhaps not, it is difficult to tell since his kind can see all around without turning their head. Except for the strange sound the Gand takes no discernable action.
Ksar looks at the alien as he approaches. Stopping close enough to not have to shout, the Viceroy puts his hands up to show he means no harm. "Do you speak Basic? Can you at least understand Basic? I mean you no harm. I just want to ask you some questions."
Kaal Saito's respirator hisses, "Gand understands basic and Gand can speak if necessary." The creature's robe flutters in the wind, but the creature itself is motionless.
The Gand's speech seems to melt away any hesitation in the Corellian. Ksar takes a step closer. "My men think you are waiting for Amalfiel and his accomplice. If you are, I ask you to help us help you."
Kaal Saito's voice chirps, "The bounty belongs to Gand." This is followed by the strange harmonic sounds that the respirator gave off before. He finishes, "They are Gand's prey."
"Yes, of course." Another step closer to just beyond arms reach. "You can have the bounty, it is yours. I want those men dead for a different reason. But our goals are the same. Let's help each other. Where can I put my men to help you capture Amalfiel?"
After some hestitation, the Gand accepts with an awkward nod, "Yes, and Gand will try not to harm your men in the struggle."
Ksar frowns at the Gand's answer. "Um, yes. Can we help you when the time comes? Can we coordinate our efforts to help you?"
Kaal Saito nods once again, "Yes."
"Shall I place my men under your command for the struggle? Or shall they take up positions to block off any escape?" Ksar stifles a sly grin.
Kaal Saito's head swivels, though due to his anatomy it is unclear who or what he is looking at. His gravelly voice answers, "Prevent their escape. Gand is unaccustomed to working with others."
"I can understand that. Thats good. May I suggest I put my troops in the Traders' Quarter and block off the escape routes. If Amalfiel and the other can be lured into the Quarter from outside, they will not be able to escape from the inside. What do you say?" Ksar looks serious now as he makes his case.
Kaal Saito nods, "That plan is acceptable. It will prevent them from using a ship." The insectoid raises his arm, showing his three fingered hand in a gesture of peace, "Gand is known as Kaal Saito." The Gand's gesture shifts his tattered robe enough that several weapons can be seen through the holes.
Ksar's eyes catch the hardware. The Viceroy raises his own hand. "Ksar Antilles of Corellia. Good luck to you Gand Kaal Saito." Ksar heads back to give his orders.
Kaal Saito simply resumes his vigil.
Category:October 2007 RP Logs