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 ##Begin Log## Captain’s Log, entry #020 Stardate: Dropping in on Agent Soganti's planet (everyone else just lives there) There was a welcoming committee waiting for us in the spaceport. Looks like my reputation's starting to precede me, and not in a way I'd like. Recommended for legitimate business https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TV_dzCk0kIQ  quote:Quinine: Last time I checked, Taris was Republic territory.  Now that's interesting. Even after three hundred years and a vicious beating from the Sith, Taris still has stuff worth stealing. Not that I'm interested in looting a dead planet, of course (Agent Soganti? You reading this log by any chance?). quote:Quinine: I sincerely have no idea what you're talking about – honest.  quote:Agent Soganti: We'll see about that.   You don't need to tell me Agent Soganti's going to be a problem. He wants to make a name for himself out here, and collaring me for some customs violation would be a good start. I'll have to play this one carefully.  Taris is as bad as you've heard and worse. The whole “safe zone” doesn't extend past shouting distance from the space-port. I could see a whole company's worth of troops spread out trying to maintain a perimeter. The sky's a forest of shattered towers and twisted metal.  We tracked down the warehouse address Risha gave us. Time to meet her former partner. Recommended to meet our contact https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j5icNZUF69M  quote:AR-GO: The Maker said it is better to burn out than rust away. Perhaps I'm testing that wisdom, Mistress.  She's cute, that's for sure. That scar over her eye hints at some pretty tough living, though. Anyone who's run with Risha would have to be more than a pretty face. quote:Beryl Thorne: Let's get one thing straight. The only reason I agreed to help is because my contract supplying the Taris reclamation project is at risk.  Sounds like Beryl's not had the best luck with partners. Still, how hard could a few delivery jobs be? Even without her partner she should've been able to handle it. quote:Quinine: Can't your walking rust bucket handle things? Just when we were starting to warm up to each other, there's a knock on the door. The job was starting to sound too simple, after all.  quote:Beryl Thorne: Agent Soganti. What a lovely surprise. It's only been a day since your last inquisition – I mean, inspection.  quote:Beryl Thorne: A smart man. I can take care of myself – but thanks.  Well, that explains what she needs the help for. With customs breathing down her neck, getting any work done has to be a nightmare. I figure if she does us a solid with the scanning job, the least I can do is hike through a swampy ruin full of monsters.  Me and Corso were exploring the safe zone before heading out when we came up on a refugee camp. It's a bad sign for the resettlement plan if people are getting pushed back to the safe zone, so I figured I'd stop by and see what's going wrong.  quote:Quinine: I go where there's opportunity.  Her story was starting to sound all too familiar. I could tell Corso was itching to help out - the refugees probably remind him of home. quote:Urana Kiel: The whole camp's just waiting to go back to the settlement, but the scavengers are still there, probably looting left and right.  Whoops. This is where the shouting starts. quote:Vidas Kawats: Someone's going to the settlement? Get me my landspeeder! Considering the whole Republic army hadn't taken back their village yet, I figured doing one run was a pretty reasonable offer.  quote:Leisha Vamden: I want my digging tools. I don't know how long we'll be here, and if we're going to build or grow anything, we'll need them.  I'll always be a sucker for farm-girls in need, and a bunch of low-down scavengers stripping settlers' livelihoods really gets under my skin. Now that it's time to leave the safe-zone behind, I decided to dig something out of my ship's hold. I'd been worried Skavak might've sold it – it's a genuine collector's item by now.  Yeah, the Space-80's were a hell of a time.  Zipping around this planet gives me the creeps. I keep feeling like someone's watching me, even when I can't see anybody. I can't stop thinking about how millions of people used to live in these towers and walk around these streets, how long it took them to build their city up so high and how quick a Sith wacko knocked it to the ground. I don't know what they pay the settlers to move here, but it's not enough.  We rolled up on to the settlement. It looked like any prefab farm like you might see on any backwater planet, minus the giant ruined skyscrapers and armed marauders. With a planet's worth of wreckage to pick over, they decide to ruin the lives of a few honest folks just trying to make a living.  Me and Corso registered our displeasure. They didn't seem up to fighting people who fight back.   Once we'd taken care of the scavengers, picking up the settlers' stuff was a walk in the monster-infested park. They'll be back, though, and they'll keep coming back until the army can actually spread out and secure some of the planet they're supposed to be colonizing. Hopefully what little we got will help the people in the camp hold on to hope for a while longer.  We're coming up on Vernan's tent for the first of Beryl's deliveries. The job was easy, just like I thought - still haven't seen any of the monsters everyone keeps talking about. If we keep up the pace, we should be off this planet in no time.
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