"Good to have you back on board Garen. Your daughter misses you," he smiles, and lays his hand over a nearby button.

"I'll wait for your call," he cuts transmission.

"In the compartment behind you is a communicator designed to hide it's trace from standard scanners. You will take it and inform on me to Mandalore's movements. You do that.. well, I can speak for you when you are inevitably taken in by the Empire," he says, glancing off toward the other side of the...

"What the future holds for us both, and how we might.. hell one another," he says, his smirk a little too proud.

"Now, don't be so sour Garen. We had a business arrangement then- and it was just business. You can't hold it against me that badly," he says, smirking only because he couldn't better express his pleasure any other way. "I wanted to see you- let you know, really," he says, and then waves someone tow...

The man sits at a desk, presumably somewhere in the imperial stronghold given the look of his desk cluttered with holoslabs and smoothed together out of boxes. Wearing his devilish grin it was clear that he was all too pleased with himself.

"Been a long time, old friend," he greets.

Colonel Salvatore Alaris Biographical Information: Homeworld: Chandrila Birthdate: 40 BBY [32 Years Old] Description: Species: Human Gender: Male Height: 5'7" Hair: Black Eye Color: Blue, One Eye Colonel Salvatore Alaris rose to note during the Clone Wars as a liaison between the Republic and vario...