<div class="floatleft">(http://i77.photobucket.com/albums/j58/hellrazoromega1/frontupload_zpslsf7v1hy.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>:<strong>Kylen Jan-Tharsis</strong>(http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=272710)<br/><strong>Location</strong>:<em> The Lucky Magpie</em>.<br/><strong>Date/Time</strong>: Day 3, Late afternoon<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Everyone<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: A simple but functional coverall in deep grays and greens, covered in an all-temperature cloak<br/><strong>Important Equipment:</strong>A medkit backpack and a blaster in a holster so new and unused it squeaks. (Her lightsaber is concealed behind her back under her cloak).<br/><hr/>Kylen sat in the lounge reading as she often did when she had spare time. As they neared their destination she heads toward the bridge and stood in the rear.<br/><br/>After a moment she nodded listening to the others,"A travel weary crew grabbing a meal after a cargo run would serve to shore up our cover and perhaps allow us to get the lay of the land, so to speak. I think we can also get some insight how the skittish the locals are apt to be around outsiders and we might gain a sense of how easy, or difficult, it will be for us to gather information without attracting too much attention. I'm sure we can follow the age old tactic of following the crowd for food, hungry ship crews tend to have keen perceptions when it come to eateries."