Smoke churns, low-lights hiss, people mingle, criminals argue, this is the life of the scum of Coruscant—a now truly corrupted planet. It wasn’t that long ago that I was the same way—scavenging to live I mean. It wasn’t that long ago that I had to run away from my home planet of Bilbringi, from my family, from my father. Usually. I’ve seen more and more Empire forces filtering into the lower sections of the capital planet, but I pay them no heed; they don’t rule me as much as they like to think, rather it’s their masters who try and control everything about the galaxy. * * *