Tyrrazapon tried to figure things out. His thoughts were swirling about his mind and he couldn't decide for sure if he would find definitive answers here. He grabbed his drink and slumped off of the stool, heading toward a dark cornered booth.
That guard wasn't lying. The ale is pretty decent. Perhaps it'll help clear my thoughts he pondered to himself. People milled about and danced to the music provided by the band on the stage. A few shot glances his way but for the most part, they left him be.
As he sat and sipped, Tyrrazapon couldn't shake the weird feeling that he may find something here. The barkeep had mentioned people like himself and that gave him a little bit of hope. Perhaps there were Jedi around these parts, but he was skeptical. It wasn't often that the Jedi dealt with the likes of the inhabitants of this moon. But he'd run into a few on Tattooine and he thought he'd done the same at Naboo. After all, his own father made his home this far out and he was a well respected Knight.
Who knew for sure, but as he put the finishing touches on his ale, he was stirred up a bit within. He kind of knew the feeling from several times before. It was that same mysterious pull, but to him it was comforting. Almost like he could feel something or maybe someone. But who?
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