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Things had been weird for Varyn since Yavin. His mind was split, he lacked... focus. His body had finally recovered from his injuries, but something wasn't right. He felt more isolated than ever and although he'd finally made amends with Altair, the gap between himself and Vahliri had widened.
Ultimately, despite the indecision, he had settled on just moving forward. He'd taken Vandelhelm for himself, and the next closest option was Woostri, so that was where he had set out to go. The fact that it had one of the largest library repositories in the galaxy was just an added bonus for him. He was sure he could find interesting things in those archives.
He'd cut a deal with the planetary administrators to help them put down an insurrection of particularly troublesome criminals on the planet. With the resources of the Empire and the ISB behind him, he didn't think it would be terribly difficult.
The resorts of the planet were beautiful, warm sun shined down on the white sand beaches and brilliant blue water. Varyn could tell there was a breeze, though in his armor and with his sabers at his hips, he couldn't actually feel it.
He'd tracked the leadership of the criminal activists - the Pactari - to this island. He could see why they'd come here. It was beautiful, and they had the money to purchase whatever locations they wanted. Now his job was just to track them down and... deal with them.
Ultimately, despite the indecision, he had settled on just moving forward. He'd taken Vandelhelm for himself, and the next closest option was Woostri, so that was where he had set out to go. The fact that it had one of the largest library repositories in the galaxy was just an added bonus for him. He was sure he could find interesting things in those archives.
He'd cut a deal with the planetary administrators to help them put down an insurrection of particularly troublesome criminals on the planet. With the resources of the Empire and the ISB behind him, he didn't think it would be terribly difficult.
The resorts of the planet were beautiful, warm sun shined down on the white sand beaches and brilliant blue water. Varyn could tell there was a breeze, though in his armor and with his sabers at his hips, he couldn't actually feel it.
He'd tracked the leadership of the criminal activists - the Pactari - to this island. He could see why they'd come here. It was beautiful, and they had the money to purchase whatever locations they wanted. Now his job was just to track them down and... deal with them.