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THE MOONS OF IEGO... Trini Halrixien, graduate student and reluctant adventurer, watched as the mind-warping tunnel of hyperspace snapped back into the familiar points of starlight that was the backdrop of the normal universe. Reaching up, she keyed a readout from the navigation computer...

THE PLANET FORMOS... Trini Halrixien, Galactic adventurer and PhD to be, reached up to flick a row of switches as Laeonas Tannaras' old YV-series transport descended through the atmosphere of the smuggler world of Formos. The Amaran vixen watched as the sprawling central spaceport spread out...

IN THE BARANCAR NAVAL ARCHIVES... Trini Halrixien, graduate student adventurer, raised her eyebrows as an ancient, trundling bibliomech droid extended a dusty, equally ancient datatape toward the little Amaran with creaking manipulators. If a droid could be said to look incredulous, this one...

THE PLANET BARANCAR... Trini Halrixien, adventurer grad student, leaned on her elbow as she looked out at the bleak, industry-scarred landscape of the planet Barancar, touch-typing at a datapad balanced on her lap. After thousands of years, there isn't much left of Xim the Despot's fabled...

THE PLANET ROON, UNIVERSITY OF RUDRIG ARCHAEOLOGICAL DIG... Trini Halrixien, freelance grad student adventurer, stood in the center of a barren plateau, peering down at a datapad. She plucked a stylus from behind one ear, using it to make a notation. Behind her, a massive repulsortruck rumbled...

NAR SHADDAA. ZZ-4A4, had he possessed teeth, would have been gritting them as his ship, the custom starfighter known as the Silver Bolide, descended through the vertical city of the smuggler's moon. In point of fact, now that he could clearly recall his visits of some 400 years prior, Zeezee...

Coruscant, Lower Market District... Trini Halrixien, adventurer-archaeologist, peered at the ancient piece of metal and glass she held in her hands, rubbing at the patina to try and make out the faint script stamped into its surface. She squinted, struggling to make out the words in a...

ABOARD A SPACE PLATFORM, SOMEWHERE ABOVE TATOOINE... Trini Halrixien gritted her teeth, her hand groping beneath the table for the spot where a blaster usually rested on her hip. She of course felt empty space; the goons at the door of the cantina had taken her weapon. "The card, Jakar, the...

RAXUS PRIME, THE JUNK FIELDS, PRESENT DAY. Trini Halrixien, grad student and, she now supposed, pilot, nursed her antique starfighter through the air, gritting her teeth as she flew. "You tricked me! Take me back, take me back where you found me this instant!" "Oh will you please just switch...

RAXUS PRIME, THE JUNK FIELDS, PRESENT DAY. Trini Halrixien, grad student, gripped the controls of the old speeder truck; had her knuckles been showing from beneath her khaki fur, they would have been white. The Amaran weaved her vehicle between the random mounds of scrap metal that littered the...