Gerard landed his stealth ship on Corellia and waved the dock officer away to bother somebody else. He could feel the Force on this planet, he could feel it strongly. It had brought him here for a reason, to find somthing...or someone. He followed its currents and eddies and came to a cantina in the spaceport. Until he gained any more knowledge for the time, he sufficed to enter and have a drink, he might be able to find out the disturbance from the bartender.
He sat at the bar,
"I'll have a Tarisian Ale. Anything happening out of the ordinary on Corellia then, barkeep?"
He sat at the bar,
"I'll have a Tarisian Ale. Anything happening out of the ordinary on Corellia then, barkeep?"