*Your entry has earned 13 XP* The Pantoran people face poverty after the fall of the empire. Having been cut off from longstanding, prosperous trade routes as the Imperial remnants prioritize relationships with other systems, the Pantoran chairman must address his people's decreasing funds and resources in an uncertain time. With little confidence in the young New Republic, and little reply from requests to reopen imperial connections, the Chairman has turned to the only steady and trustworthy power in the galaxy: crime syndicates. Black Sun has agreed to smuggle in resources and establish a trade relationship with the Pantorans if the Chairman will fund a voyage to the dangerous system of Haruun Kal in search of holocrons.   Eager at the opportunity to feed his starving people, the Chairman accepts the challenge and heads up the excursion himself. He lands at an outpost on the plateaus of Haruun Kal, seeking a guide to the nearest temple, with a band of rough soldiers hidden away on his Pantoran Cruiser — to avoid the risk of spooking the local residents before his search even begins. Suspicious of the Pantorans’ intentions, will the local Ardennian guide agree to accompany them on their mission? Perhaps, for a price.