*Jedi are rarely seen undercover on the Smuggler's Moon, but here was Kyle Stellar in the midst of every type of scum you could ever think of. Doing a Jedi's job would have been arresting each of them and sending them to jail, but today's mission was a little different. More of a informant kind of job. He was out on a mission to look for the one called the Consort.
None really knew about this organization or the head honcho and his followers, but there had been rumors of their recent activities of evil and of course, as a Jedi, Kyle informed the Jedi Council, which then in turn gave him a mission to see what they were up to. If deep cover was needed, the Jedi would help Kyle make it work.
Sitting in a typical bar drinking some ale, his eyes and ears were alert for any type of visual to help him get what he needed. His informant already told him that one of the followers would come around here every now and then to get a drink, and Kyle would be waiting, ready to pounce. He was even dressed like a bounty hunter, with the stolen Mandalorian gear and jetpack, blasters just resting on his waist. Should the time come to run, he would be ready as well.*
None really knew about this organization or the head honcho and his followers, but there had been rumors of their recent activities of evil and of course, as a Jedi, Kyle informed the Jedi Council, which then in turn gave him a mission to see what they were up to. If deep cover was needed, the Jedi would help Kyle make it work.
Sitting in a typical bar drinking some ale, his eyes and ears were alert for any type of visual to help him get what he needed. His informant already told him that one of the followers would come around here every now and then to get a drink, and Kyle would be waiting, ready to pounce. He was even dressed like a bounty hunter, with the stolen Mandalorian gear and jetpack, blasters just resting on his waist. Should the time come to run, he would be ready as well.*