Nar Shaddaa

Sylvain and Kristal arrived at the spaceport and located her mother's ship after finishing their work of aiding those harmed by the destruction. Sylvain walked alongside Kristal with a serious gait about him as they arrived.

Staring up at the ship they waited for the ramp to be lowered and allowed access.

Kristal stood, awaiting the opportunity with her arms crossed over her chest.

He turned to Kris, "So... mom still hate me?"

The ramp lowers and the wookiee is waiting at the top and greets them with roars and grunts.

"I am sure she always will," she said as the ramp started to come down. "You are with her Daughter, after all."

He chuckled, "I thought I could maybe get past that one day if I treat her 'little girl' right."

He walked up the ramp into the vessel following Kris' lead.

The wookiee steps aside and allows them entry into the structure where Kristal's mother was waiting with her arms crossed and says, "Do what you came here to do."

Sylvain nodded gratefully and walked to the room where Tyron was staying. He opened the door and walked inside.

Kristal walks up to her mother for a moment, offers her a light, muted, smile and then steps inside with Sylvain.

Tyron was resting on a bed in a small room. He sits up when Sylvain enters, "Master Torsin, I am thankful you still live."

Sylvain came forward and gently took the man's hand, "That's my line sir."

He smiled and nodded his head gratefully, "Thank you for what you've done. We tried to get the data you left for me, but Kristal's mother has them and... doe not trust me."

"I got that impression, understandable from her view point my own presence and sudden arrival means I had her under some for surveillance, that is enough for paranoia," Tyron replies.

He nodded, "What type of information is on your data drops?"

"My hope is we might come to work together," she says, casting a knowing look to her mother. Then also looked to Tyron and Sylvain to include them. "Get past any distrust we hold for one another. With everything that has happened we need that now more than anything."

Sylvain Torsin wrote:He nodded, "What type of information is on your data drops?"

"Information I gathered for your father mostly reconnaissance on allies and enemies; I tried to keep track of who was after whom, or stay a step ahead of our fellow Sith. The information was critical to maintaining some sense of stability. It was not glamorous work but vital in maintaining a balance in the Empire," Tyron says honestly.

"Now much of it will be out of date but useful, if she has it perhaps she has perused which would only add to her suspicions. Your father was rather thorough, he kept tabs on everyone, friend and foe alike. I apologize if that is a problem, Kristal."

"I am certain my father fell into that category," she says looking to the man directly. Leaning against the wall. "With that said, I do not like the idea that I may have personally been included in that. It would be best to tell me now."

"Nothing nefarious just movements, contacts, and such. Information that gave him a larger view of what he could not see," Tyron responds.

"Information we all would like," she said, allowing the hint at what they needed but looked to Sylvain to better explain .

"There is a reason I recorded it, I don't have a a perfect memory," he responds.

Sylvain saw the visual cue and said, "Kristal is looking for connections of those who may be responsible for the framing of her father."

He paused and sighed, "As a quick summary of where we are now to catch you up... Magpie is my mother... she staged a coup against Baras last night... in his weakened state I attempted to bring him to justice for his crimes against the Empire and failed. This morning I was released from his service and potentially blacklisted in the Empire... Magpie has fled to an unknown location and Baras rises in power. Kristal is intent on bringing all those who were responsible for her and my father's deaths to justice... And I... am looking for some kind of purpose in the Empire..."

He looked up at the man, "Kind of a rough place to have you wake up and thrown into... but it seems your recordings are all we have left to go on right now."

"Then you challenge the Dark Council... or members on it," he responds. "Baras was the executioner but he did so on orders of Vengean, I believe they felt a non-Sith had too much power. Vengean was supported by Xevious and Arya. It's in my data and although the links are not direct the implications are there. I guess this makes things more difficult, Master Torsin."

He nodded, "The galaxy appears to be an increasingly difficult place for house Torsin."

"If you no longer serve Darth Baras perhaps attach yourself to a minor Sith lord, or go it alone. Not unheard of, just difficult. Your name still has weight, I hope?" Tyron responds.

"Unlike others you still have house Torsin beneath you, Sylvain," she suggests.

"I have my name... and I will not do it any more shame than I already have. I will have to investigate what opportunities may be available... For now I have very little to shield me from the vicissitudes of Baras' whims. With no strategy, no leverage, and no resources... it will be an uphill fight. I don't even have a ship to take me off the moon." He chuckled sardonically.

"I do have a potential boon I may choose to follow up on... There are a sect of Force Sensitives that I have a sort of connection to now... as of yet they have not sided with either the Empire or the Republic... I have means to potentially locate their leadership and... could perhaps work to integrate them into my base." He said thinking.

"And with this news you bring Tyron... I think we could find some Imperials and Nobles who would be sympathetic to our cause... or at the very least be untrusting of the Dark Council and their treatment of Imperial subjects..."