When they arrived on Hoth Jorgan put the hood of his black and crimson Jedi robes up concealing his face. He got off the transport and confident that Amara was following him made his way to the nearest tavern. Through the Force he spoke to Amara telepathically. "I apologize for not consulting a plan with you but you seemed so at peace during the trip after we spoke I figured out our first plan of action on my own. We need more accurate information on the Verigo Triplets' whereabouts... what better place to find it than at the local watering hole." He walked over to the bar and ordered a Correlian Ale. While he had the bartender's attention he slipped the man a tip and quietly gave the man a description of the Triplets." The man whispered in his ear and Jorgan nodded downing his ale before passing the man another tip with a murmur of thanks. He then made his way out of the tavern. Once on the street he spoke for to her outloud. "There we go easy as pie. Atleast at getting to a starting point. The Verigos were heading towards the mountains when they passed through. He advised me to take a heated speeder but either way we need to dress warmly. As the mountains on Hoth are more treacherous and cold than anywhere else on the planet."