Outside the cantina, a never before seen ship, its type a YT-2000, setles to the ground. A human named Robert Seavey steps out. A Blastec-DL44 can be seen at his waist, and in a poket in his tanned leather vest is a bludge that looks rather like a lightsaber. He is a freelance trader, always dancing on the edge of the law. There are rumors he is a self-trained Jedi, although noone knows for sure. He takes i a deep wiff of the air, and steps in...