Skree eyed Falleer boldly.

"Mogun...Can I help you?"

Skree eyed the hunter hoping to stall to buy the others time to get away.

"Lemme guess...you're lookin' for a new partner, eh? That's good 'cuz Mogun the Huntsman loves having help. How are you with a blaster, huh?"

Falleer smiled to himself. The Rodian had just asked if he needed a partner. "No, I don't need a partner. What I do need is information about the Jedi. So can you tell me anything friend?" Falleer grabbed the Rodian by the shoulder and pulled a dagger from out of his cloak. The Rodian gasped in surprise. Falleer whispered to him, "I know you know something. And if you don't tell me what you know you're not gonna be happy." Mogun squirmed and eyed his blaster. Falleer noticed and said, "Don't even try it. You'd be dead before you even touched the blaster. Now tell me, Mogun, where are the Jedi?"

Skree sighed somewhat dramatically.

I really hate when others mistake my easy going demeanor for weakness...

He opened himself fully in the force, summoning a small maelstrom of Force energy to lift the surprised Noghri off his feet and slam him heavily into the wall of assorted liquors behind the bar. The shocked alien was assaulted by an avalanche of breaking bottles and multiple liquors as the bar crowd just sat stunned. Before anyone could come to their wits, the rodian dumped his last large denomination credit on the bar and smiled sheepishly at the bartender as he took off running.

He moved quickly into a nearby alley, making a habit to lose himself in a crowd as he fled for the spaceport. As a hunter by nature, he used a good many of his hunting skills to avoid being tracked. He hoped he'd be able to catch up with the other Jedi, maybe they could help...

"I know of none; that's why I drifted here.  The Jedi cast me out, making me what your society would call........ dar'manda I believe.  So I have avoided them and those who hunt them.

Ralin turned to the Kiffar, who had still not told them her name.

"Are you alone here?  Or are there other Jedi hiding with you?"

Falleer winced. He was covered in broken glass and alcohol. Falleer stood up and wiped the mess off of himself. He smiled grimly. "Who knew jedi could be so stupid," He thought to himself. Unbeknown to the Jedi, when Falleer had threatened him with the knife, he had also placed a small unnoticeable homing device on the back of the jedi. All he had to do was follow the device, and take the jedi out at his leisure, using the sniper rifle on his back. The only problem was the use of the force. By that little demonstration, Falleer was able to gauge the Rodian's powers. "This is not gonna be easy," he muttered to himself as he left the cantina.

(my character is a Sith, and Sith know no fear.)

“I am here alone, I was told that this was a possible meeting place for the Jedi but I’m yet to come across any, well other than yourself. However every so often I get the sense that there are others here.” Nexia said with a wistful sigh.

“Oh by the way my name is Nexia. I just realized that I was yet to introduce myself. Have either of you come across any others? I mean ones who are still alive.”

(( Love the Mando'a lession Very clever.))

No sooner had the speeder bike took off, Si felt another disturbance in the force. This one different in nature than the one that had promted her to follow the individual to the landing pad. She looked back towards the area where she felt the disturbance eminate and saw a Rodian hastily exit the cantina and slip down an alley near by. The force followed him, but, Si noted, that it was not that of the Dark Side.

"That's odd." She thought to herself. "I didn't know about any other force users here." So she turned and went to track this new player, just to see really what was going on Taris.

"Close. Though your knowledge of Mandalorians is surpising. Dar'manda means "no longer Mandalorian". There's a better word for you--"dar'jetii". It is usually used to describe Sith, but literally means "no longer a Jedi".

"Thank you for the correction.  I studied the Mandalorian Wars a great deal during my time with the Order.  I have the deepest respect for your people."

The Mando bowed his head slightly at the compliment.  "Thankyou.  We Mandalorians have the same respect for the Jedi; you were most worthy opponents during that age; I hope that 'we' shall make even better allies now"

Ralin nodded his head in return.  "We shall see.  Come, if we're to leave this world, we should start now."

"What about looking for more Jedi here on Taris?" asked Nexia. 

"The disturbances in the Force here this day have been great enough to catch the attention of every Force user in the city.  If they are wise, they are already leaving this world.  We should do the same...."

((Sorry for my absence))

"Very well then, let us return. Perhaps we should walk away from each other making enough distance to seem as though we are not travelling together." Nexia suggested.

Ralin shook his head, "It could be an easy way to pick us off."

"Good point, what weapons do you have? I'm assuming it would be best if we avoid using our lightsabres." Nexia said as her hand immediately moved away from the weapon she often sort comfort from.