The room exploded and the sight raised a smile on Rac`s face, he turned to Nebael and the captain.

"So ends the bloody business of the day... now people get these artifacts aboard the cruiser, Nebael guard them as well as you can... I`ll have the droids taken back to the ship..."

Rac didn`t know what happened exactly to the jedi, but at least the trick bought him time because those Jedi were so bloody hard to kill or so he heard. He floated into his shuttle as the crates were being carried to the shuttle, Nebael looked around with caution and all the mercenaries formed a protective wall around the shuttle with some battle droids. Rac turned to look at the temple one more time with a smile.

"1-0 for me Jedi`s....."

Rac snorted and followed as the crates were carried in the shuttle.

Zarith smiled as he sat in the cockpit of his starship. The resources of the Sith order were really quite impressive. It wasn’t that long ago that this ship had been a little more than a pile of scrap, it had barely even made it to Xa Fel. Zarith had done the best he could to maintain the ship prior to his arrival on the Sith world, but it’s previous owner, some now dead smuggler, had not kept it in the best of shape. Combine this with the serious lack of funds Zarith had and the ship had nearly collapsed on landing on Xa Fel. After achieving the rank of Sith Knight however, it had been decided that he would need a more capable form of transportation. His acquired ship had been overhauled and nearly totally rebuilt. It was still a freighter, a common enough vehicle in the galaxy, most people would simply overlook it or perhaps think him a smuggler. Appearances were not everything however, and the ship packed quite an offensive and defensive punch.

A buzzer went off on the console and Zarith pulled back the hyperspace levers. The whiteness of hyperspace was replaced by the darkness of space. Dominating the forward view out of the ship was the planet Orooturo, the Sith Knight’s destination. His sensors quickly picked up the large vessel in orbit around the planet. Zarith let his craft move in closer to the planet and vessel before contacting them, better to let them think his sensors were not as advanced as they truly were. He then sent a signal out to the vessel.

“Baal, this is the freighter Darkhawk. I have heard that you have found some interesting artifacts on the planet. I have come to make you an offer for said artifacts. I am sure we can come to a deal that will leave us both satisfied. I need only to have permission to come aboard or to meet with representatives on the planet, whichever you prefer.”

Suddenly Rac`s com link began beeping and Sedra was reporting back, but Rac didn`t like it because this could mean more trouble.

"Yes Sedra?"

Rac snorts as Lucius answers.

"Sir, we have a ship coming in named the Darkhawk and they are intrested of those artifacts that you`ve been collecting..."

Rac began touching his loose jaw skin, the jedi couldn`t have sent a replacement that fast and there might be other powers that might want them. Rac looked at the artifacts and smiled slightly, how far would some go for those and Rac was simply after credits, but in no danger unlike these others. Rac spoke to the com link with a steady voice.

"Give him the cordinates to this place or wait a second.... put it slightly aside because you never know when someone might just get violent, but first search his ship because I have a feeling and tell him to report his name not to forget the one`s he works for. Otherwise shoot the bloody freighter, if he doesn`t co operate and please.... look if he has a lightsaber...."

Rac closed the channel and Lucius sighed in the other side, more force users were coming and there was no telling what happened to the Jedi, Lucius was really a quite good person, but had gotten involved in the wrong business and now he can`t run because he would loose his life. He knew that Rac had always something bigger up in his sleeve, but there never seemed to be a reason to show anything than the first few cards. Lucius sighed and leaned into the communacation pannel.

"Sir, you will be searched properly and you must answer few question... who do you work for? and secondly where`s your lightsaber? Then we will let you pass and give you the cordinates where you will meet mr. Fegal, but of course should you refuse then we have no oher choice than to blow you up and there are no shuttles capable of taking this ships full fire power....."

Sedra waited for the answer and was sure that this wouldn`t be violent, but in the surface that could change. Lucius knew this to be a sith judging from the clothing. Meanwhile Nebael watched at the temple with intrest because he never believed that Jedi could be killed so easily, which he had pointed out to Rac later. Rac`s brains began to work and perhaps his solution, if there was one needed would be on it`s way otherwise it`s just another problem unless the comer was quite rich.

(OOC: It should be noted that Zarith does not dress like a typical Sith. You might want to check his bio description to see how he dresses. It would be a bit of a leap to assume he is a Sith by his clothing.)

Zarith smiled as he received a reply from the much larger vessel. They certainly seemed to be a suspicious lot, demanding a search and asking about a lightsaber. Did they just assume that anyone looking to buy such artifacts was a force user? Zarith would have to inform them otherwise. He opened a channel back to the Baal.

“I work for myself, I am a private collector of Jedi artifacts and I will pay top dollar for these artifacts if they live up to my expectations. As for a lightsaber, I do have a fairly old one with me, more of an antique than a weapon. I would be more than happy to let you take a look at it. I always bring it with me, it often impresses the ladies,” Zarith let out a slight chuckle. “Now may I receive landing coordinates for either your vessel or the planet? I am a very busy man, and time is money.”

Zarith deactivated the comm and waited for a reply. It was fairly easy for him to imitate someone of wealth and power; he had been one at one time. While he wasn’t positive if his act would be enough to fool them, it should at least throw them off balance a bit. The lure of a good payout would hopefully be enough to keep them in line. In fact, Zarith would prefer to simply pay them the money and take the artifacts peacefully. The Sith prefer stealth and guile to open outright acts of aggression, at least most of the time. If he could just buy the artifacts, his status with the Sith would remain secret, not to mention that fact that the Sith would have the artifacts. Anything that could hurt or be used against the Jedi without their knowledge was another powerful weapon in the Sith Order’s armory.

Of course this was assuming everything went smoothly and the artifacts are, in fact, real. If they proved otherwise, then it would be best that these people be taught a lesson, a lesson in pain and blood.

OOC: Oh Sorry... Stupid me...

Lucius sighed because there was no trusting anyone in this world not even yourself when you worked for someone like Rac Fegal. He sighed and opened the channel to the planet surface keeping his hand ready to open the shuttle channel.

"Sir.. he claims to be an collector so I believe he is quite wealthy and I would presume so by him, you know how they all are... some rich kid gets their parents money`s and starts spending to the stupidest things on the galaxy for the rest of their lives..."

Rac rubbed his chin and began floating forwards while calling 5 battle droids with him with his own battle droids.

"Send him here....but he won`t know where the artifacts are so he will be delayed, if he tries to trick me... keep your guard commander... Give him the cordinates and welcme him to Orooturo..."

Commander Lucius Sedra sighed inside him, these deals were always suspicious and he afraid that one day they would lead to ugly concequenses. He switched the channel.

"Very well... collector... continue your trip to the coordinates we are sending you at the moment and there you shall meet Rac Fegal himself...one last thing... watch your tongue with him...."

The commander switched the channel off, as these events happened Nebael had been on the move searching the temple surroundings looking for possible chances of finding more artifacts, but that was just a lousy excuse to look for the jedi because he didn`t want to believe that the jedi died. No, this challenge was too tempting...

Zarith smiled as he received the return signal. He sent out a brief reply to the much larger vessel. "Understood, and thank you." Zarith then cut the signal and began entering the provided coordinates into the autopilot. He did not want to be bothered with bringing the ship down manually. He had other things to think about.

Something had been bothering the Sith Knight after he had come out of hyperspace. He had a feeling, some sort of premonition through the force. He had assumed it was about the dealer, maybe the artifacts were fake, or they were in fact pirates. Zarith was prepared for either eventuality, yet the feeling persisted. Now as he got closer and closer to the planet, the feeling became stronger and more clear. There was another force user on the planet.

Zarith grimaced. He knew for a fact that no other Sith would be here, and he would have certainly recognized one of them right away. No, this was someone else, quite probably a Jedi of some sort. The thought brought both excitement and anxiety to him. He could almost taste the thrill of battle, testing his skills in life or death combat against one of the members of the opposing order. On the other hand, he had wanted to simply get the artifacts and leave, something that was probably going to be quite unlikely at this point.

As the ship glided down through the planet's atmosphere, Zarith began to reduce his presence in the force, attempting to hide from the Jedi. If he could at least secure the items before he met the Jedi, he could perhaps achieve total success in his mission. He stowed away his newly constructed lightsaber, using the one he had come to the academy with, that ancient one that had belong to some long lost ancestor of his. The ship touched down and the landing ramp lowered. Zarith calmly strolled down it and waited for whatever welcome he was to receive.

If Zarith hadn`t heard of Fegal he would be truly surprised when looking at the small being hovering on his chair, Rac looked at the collector and he didn`t like this nor the jedi that came earlier. The funny thing Rac noticed by the man`s speeches that he had listened to was the fact that he had a lightsaber. The flaw in this collector was that no collector usually carried them with themselves unless they just had bought it on the same trip. Rac smiled at the man who came down the ramp, the man seemed to be quite young or was he? Rac never knew about these humans unless the age showed on the outside clearly. Rac approached at him with his two bodyguard robots on his sides ready to protect it`s master.

"Welcome! I am Rac Fegal as you might know and my liutenant made quite clear that you are after the aftifacts? We will see about the price soon, but tell me... Just bought that lightsaber of yours that you carry around?"

Rac looked at Zarith with a cunning smile.

Smoke trailed from his clothes as Silus climbed to the surface into the sunlight.

You're cutting it close, Silus. One day you're going to get yourself killed, he mentally chastised himself. Gloved hands clawed at the smoking clothing, flinging the tattered remnants to the ground. Beneath were the remnants of something similar to his old Sith robes.

Back on Naboo, he'd had to forcibly take a local clothier by the collar and explain, slowly, "It should be comfortable. That means it doesn't itch. It should be black. Or brown. Brown is a good colour. Not the sort of brown these Jedi normally wear, the sort that looks like a vanilla ice cream threw up on you. All that gets you is in trouble with a bunch of idiots in some pub who can't hold their beer properly and start threatening you with a blaster and everything from there suddenly goes to hell. Okay? And please be quick about it."

Of course, the man had seemed quite upset about it when he came back later, and Silus wasn't quite sure why. It probably had something to do with Theed; it drove people mad. They did willingly elect a fourteen-year-old child as their queen, after all.

Even with the more... regular Jedi robes having taken the brunt of the blow, his own personal robes still hadn't made it through unharmed. Sighing, Silus tore off one of the more tattered part of the garment and wrapped it over his head, covering the bottom half of his face.

Clutching his lightsaber, Silus looked at the horizon. Where was he? If he were inside the temple, he could probably find his way back out the way he came. But above the temple, everything just looked like endless desert and cliffs.

And idea began to form in the Jedi's head. Feet slowly moving in some seemingly random direction, the Force around him began to build up.

Zarith smiled at the hovering form of the Dug. "Ah yes, a pleasure to meet you Mr. Fegal." He bowed slightly in greeting. "You may call me Zarith. I am a private collector and I deal in a variety of valuable objects. I do have a special fondness for Jedi and Sith artifacts though, personal preference. Due to the nature of some of the items I collect I prefer to keep a low profile, probably why we have never met until now. I hope the artifacts are as good as I have heard they are. I can pay you quite well for them."

Zarith feigned surprise at the mention of a lightsaber. "Lightsaber? Oh yes, I nearly forgot." He unclipped the weapon, holding it by the emitter end so as not to appear to be threatening the man. "I only just recently got it. I keep it around on my ship as a bit of a good luck charm, and to show off a bit." Zarith chuckled lightly. "Your man mentioned something about showing my lightsaber, so I brought it out here for you to see. It probably isn't worth much, but I do like it myself. I don't even think it works. I haven't tried it; I am afraid if I do I will burn out the circuits or accidentally cut a limb off if it does work."

Zarith looked at Rac and smiled politely. "Now good sir, if I could see the artifacts myself, we can begin doing business."

Rac didn’t like this Zarith fellow at all, but he less trusted the man because Zarith seemed to be quite eager after the artefacts and didn’t seem to know much about Rac. Rac let a tsk sound out of his mouth.

"You see quite eager mister Zarith... are you sure that it’s just the artefacts or is it something else that bothers? Besides I am not a fool as you might think mister Zarith, you tell me how much you are going to pay me and show me the money...otherwise you can forget about it and please do as I told you... I am very reasonable person, but I hate it when people patronize me like I was a all believing fool who didn’t know about lying..."

Rac pushed a button and Nebael heard his call in a small transmitter making his way to his employee’s side. Nebael looked at Zarith carefully ready to blast him away, Rac was right to be suspicious against everyone because that Silus wasn’t good profits. It all depended how much Zarith would be able to pay Rac...