Scudi Ferria saw the makeshift camp that had been set up around the large vessel, suggesting it was some form of basecamp. Scudi spotted a familiar symbol she’d seen a lot on Aliso, this camp belonged to the Plagueians who ruled parts of Aliso. The towering woman didn’t exactly know why they would come to such a remote location, but that was something she could figure out with time. If only she were able to grab hold of someone who had such information if they knew it or not. It was then she spotted a young Human male, not an uncommon sight but this one was dressed differently from the usual military personnel. At the very least, it was a way to kill some time.
“Hey, you there, I was hoping you could help a woman out. You see, I know who this camp belongs to, but I don’t know why they’re here. I was hoping you could fill in what I don’t know for me. Do you think you could do that?” Scudi asked of the unknown individual. Hopefully, he would be somewhat helpful.
Silas turned towards Scudi, taken off guard and was a bit stunned by the taller, red-eyed Chiss that was speaking to him. A hint of familiarity entered; he was sure he had seen her before since such tall females were a rarity.
“I’m not sure if I can. That information is classified. Who do you think this camp belongs to and why are you here?” Silas responded curtly. He was curious, though he didn’t know this woman from Eve yet she claimed to know who Plagueis was, he hadn’t been with the organisation long enough to meet everyone. She could be someone famous, so he wasn’t quick on the blaster.
Scudi sighed, knowing that he was challenging her, “Fine, what do you want me to answer?” The taller of the two sentients responded to the shorter individual.
Silas smiled, “You read my mind. We’ll start with an easy one, who leads the group you think this site belongs to?”
“Well, officially there’s a man who calls himself Arden Karn. He’s allegedly a user of the Force, but he acts more like a mercenary than most of their kind do.” Scudi responded confidently. She knew it was as much about how she met the questions than the content of her responses.
“I don’t know. Everyone has heard of a man called Arden Karn. He’s a wanted convict in several systems. How do I know you’re not a law officer looking for some easy collars?” Silas was impressed, though he was doing his best to not let on as much, instead of asking for more clarification.
“How many law officers do you suppose would travel to on Mustafar and also know that the camp bears the mark of Plagueis. Say, do you know Tahiri? She has more names but let’s be honest, neither of us has all night to spend answering that. A red Togruta, kind of short. And how do I know that you’re not what you’re accusing me of being?”Scudi was starting to get antsy with this human, and it showed on her face. He was a bit taken when she dropped Tahiri’s name, and she knew she had him on the defensive.
“What colour are the taps on Omega?”
“Beige with bronze highlights. It’s an old Separatist facility.”
He crossed his arms and looked up at her seriously, “Well, I haven’t seen you in the wanted comms, and I’m pretty sure a tall Chiss would stick out. Going back to whether I can help you out, Plagueis is here for a vacation.”
“A vacation? On Mustafar? Who in the frak would go for a vacation on a planet like this?”
“Somebody called Furios. It’s his thing. I’ve not been around long enough to know why he’s in charge of this, but there are your answers. You never gave me your name I noticed.”
“Oh, how rude of me. I’m Scudi. And you would be?”
“I’m Silas Manx. I was going to take in a boxing show at a local bar if you wanted to come with?”
“Sure, I’ve got no reason to stick around here, and it might be fun.”