"HAHAHAHA!" was all the rogue Jedi could do to himself as he watched all the Brotherhood searching all over Dreshdae for the lost and stolen secret writings for Immortality. He had snuck into the library and found the supposed lost relic. And here he sit, outside, in plain view, watching all the clans sneak around trying to find info on the fabled treasures. He watched intently to see who was going to be the one, the only one that he was going to make bank on.

Despite being out in the open, he was smart enough to conceal his identity and disguised himself as one of the locals. Even though he was a rogue jedi and loyal to no one, except the credits. Could he sell it to Muz Ashen and let him become immortal? Could he sell it to Lord Jac and let his crusade keep blinding him down an illogical path of death? Could he side with the One Sith and sell it to them? The last one he was against. He had been dealing with the One Sith on this planet long enough, and on other planets also. They've tried killing him for sake. What Conner couldn't figure out was why, Plagueis, the superior Clan of the the past Crusade, would even join forces with the One Sith. This was what puzzled him the most.

He continued to sip on his ale as he watched. But in an instant, he saw someone who he might have recognize. "What the krief is a Chiss doing here?" he thought to himself. He definitely wasn't expecting to see their kind. They were too cold and calculating, much less, sticking out like a sore thumb. He wondered who the Chiss was with and if maybe, perhaps some credits could be made.

As he watched intently, apparently too much, the Chiss turned towards him and made his way to his table outside the cafe. " K'ir nah rsah seo ch'atah, rcsin'ho?" (translated "Do we know each other, stranger?") Conner looked at him and replied, "Ch'ah cart morco rost'sep ch'at veb veo bun cseah s." (translated "I was just surprised to see your kind here." The Chiss then motioned to a seat nearby and Conner nod approval to him sitting. Going back to basic language, the Chiss spoke up. "Glad to see someone who can speak Cheuhn properly. Not many humans can do so."

"It was something I learned in my trade and picked up when I was in the unknown regions years ago" Conner replied. "By the way, I didn't catch your name, friend?"

"Friend you say, because you speak my language? I assumed you wish to talk since you were looking at me so intently" replied the Chiss. "If it will ease your concerns, Conner, I am Brimstone."

Conner had a look of surprise on his face at the mention of his name, sure he was concealing himself well enough. "Conner, who's that you refer to?"

"It isn't that difficult to read one's thoughts, especially when they are trying so hard to hide. Your body language and demeanor also gave it away" Brimstone replied. "And I am sure you know by now, I am a Sith, but not one of these wretched impostors that control this city."

"So you are part of the Brotherhood then I have been hearing about. Which side do you work for?" he replied, trying to figure a way to make his escape.

Brimstone motioned to the server droid, who came over and took his order for water only. "No need to figure out how to escape. If I wanted you captured or dead, I would do it in front of everyone right now. But where would that get us?" Moments later, the droid returned with his water and left. "I have my own personal reasons and affiliations, but not the one you think of" her replied as he sipped his glass.

"That is normal for your kind, Chiss" Conner retorted with sarcasm. "So you seek something for your leader, Muz, I believe his name to be, right?"

"He is our leader, for the time being, but my loyalties are to Plagueis, no other."

"So you are working with the One Sith then?" questioned the treasure hunter.

"No. While the rest of my clan has been blinded by the deception of the One Sith, I still have resentment of their teachings and beliefs. I am here to recover items that will stop this war and destroy the One Sith, once and for all."

"And what items are they?"

"Like you need to ask, which I am sure, you are well aware of, and my guess, are already in possession of or have its location known, correct?"

"Perhaps, if the price is correct."

Brimstone smiled. He knew how greed worked and how to coax it out of an individual. He then pulled out a data pad, punched in some info, and slid it over to Conner. After taking another sip, the Jedi picked up the data pad and read what was encrypted. His eyebrows perked up as he read it to himself. "Is this a serious offer?" he asked.

"It is an offer that lasts five minutes, after that it is rescinded" replied Brimstone.

Conner looked at it again. "That s definitely a lot of credits, but the second part is what intrigues me. The further training is interesting."

"I can see a lot of potential in you as an ally, as well as a fellow darksider. So what is your answer?"

"I'll accept on one term. Only you do the training, none of your Brotherhood."

"I figured you would. The credits are half payment now, and other half when the items are verified. Then I will send you encrypted files of where to meet for your training." Brimstone then stood up, nodded his head to Conner, and left,

Conner kept looking at the data pad. 'That is a lot of credits" he amused to himself.