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Alastair chuckled a little, watching as his companion's sister boarded the lift. Letting out a short laugh at the look on the woman's face as she noticed Tobian just as the doors closed. "Now now now!" He was grinning like an idiot at this point, he did not do things like this often and it...

Alastair decided he liked this Lieutenant, the man was respectful and as clever as he had initually assumed and had clearly been around force users enough that he was unphased by the force at all. "Hmm...you might be on to something there. Perhaps next time I will bring you with me to search...

Alastair chuckled for a moment as the escapee explained himself, he really couldn't blame the man for wanting to get out of here as fast as he could. "Oh nothing that bad, I managed to cut myself on what I THOUGHT was a valuable artifact. That is, I believe, what the designer of the trap...

Alastair was not a fan of Moraband, but he had come here to explore the valley of the Sith Lords. The tombs and mausoleums held many artifacts and much knowledge that the Sorcerer thought might be useful. Or at least interesting. Now however he found himself in a hospital, a ridiculous place...

Alastair smirked as the Zabrak nearly got turned inside out by the woman he had crashed into, he would not have been surprised if the dealer had soiled himself. The woman, who was decidedly odd, seemed to feeze in thought for a moment. As if she was wrestling with herself over some descision...

Alastair was never much of a fan of the whole club scene, not participating in it at least. The Vahla Sorcerer sat in a corner booth watching all the people reveling in their drinks, drugs and tomfoolery. A glass of Corellian merlot in his left hand and a slight smirk curling one corner of his...