Coruscant: Crisis in the Galactic City

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"The proud capital of the Republic, Coruscant is the largest, the oldest and the most diverse city-world in the galaxy. Kilometer-tall buildings cover virtually all of the planet’s surface, with the wealthy and powerful living at the top and the poorest and the most desperate dwelling near the foundations. Coruscant is only now recovering from the attack by the Empire that led to the eventual cease-fire. Many buildings were reduced to rubble; a few still burn, the fires fueled by chemicals and uncontrolled reactors. During the Empire’s attacks, the criminal underworld increased its power base as well, and remains a formidable threat."
―In-game Codex

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"Vistis, Rodian smuggler" Agent Galen had said. "Thrity-two hours ago he led an assault on a Republic Weapons depot, where the criminals stole supplies, weapons and the encoded files you'll be looking for. Less than an hour ago, a security camera spotted him in the Old Galactic Market, being all chummy with the Migrant Merchants' Guild."

So the Guild had the potential to be even more dangerous than Senator Kayl ever imagined.

In the the promenade and the galleria, past the concourse, lots of stores were closed; there was a good deal of foot traffic towards the far end where the market seemed to be running in force still, with cantinas, kiosks and shops of all kinds. Unfortunately Idilan had no time to admire it, taking a side passage to the back reaches of that pacific front; soon he was walking along ramshackle shelters and improvised homes in old disused stores, seeing a mix of (too many) refugees and (too few) agents of the Coruscant Security Forces.

"No, you don't understand, of course not. You are human. That's exactly why the Guild keeps doing these things." There to the left, a Nautolan male, sounding between angry and grief-stricken, was talking to a human male dressed in the uniform of the CSF.

"Nik, give it a break, you know what happened last time the bosses sent anyone across to the Guild territory; this is not about alien or human, this is about us being a dozen and them being a thousand." The man sounded worn out, like 'Nik' had belabored his point a lot.

"So, what I am supposed to do? If I go, they will kill me, and CSF can't help?" He shook his head. "Oh, Ria... we should have left this planet when we had a chance, but she wanted to stay."

Idilan gave Teeseven a glance, and moved over with the droid at his side. "Excuse me, sir, but we couldn't help overhearing. Was your wife kidnapped?"

"Yes!" The Nautolan seemed almost happy to have found someone else to whom lament his woes. "Those criminals from the Guild! I didn't have the money to pay for their 'protection', they took my beautiful Ria!"

The Jedi nodded. "Do you know where they might have taken her?"

"If you are going there, Master Jedi..." the Officer cut in "you should check the old shipping offices on this side of the docks; the guild made it into a club of sorts, casino, bar and such. Just take the ramps to the left after the crossway, and then continue ahead, you can't miss it, right at the beginning of the old residential areas."

"Thank you, Officer. I will try to find her and bring her back then." Teeseven whistled in approval of the Jedi's words.