Captain, This is Captain Soveil Anders of the Tanaabian Security Forces.

I received your report and request for assistance in the capture of a crashed pilot. Your description was fairly general, but thankfully Tanaab is sparsely populated and even Pandath is only a few million people large. True it is impossible to known all the locals, but an outsider still stands out. We shut down the spaceport as requested and even had to stop a few smugglers at gunpoint from leaving, but our men in the streets passed along some interesting information. In the Suyrilavanackt sector of Pendath, the bars seem to have gone a bit silent. One of the biggest bars, the Roarin Sawrin used to be the local Imperialsonly bar, and seems to have become much more selective as of late. Our Inspectors believe that your man could be in there, but it is most assuredly a trap. If you go in there, we cannot account for your safety. We cannot infringe on their rights because we have no probable cause to issue a warrant and search their premises. After all, conjecture and an officers intuition do not go as far as it used to, especially with the new, extremely strong Bill of Rights of the New Republic. Now, it seems that some shady people are coming to the bar, disappearing quickly behind closed

doors. They appear to be mercenaries of some sort, so it is likely that they may be trying to fight their way to the spaceport. As such, I do have a plan. I d not have the authority to infringe on another citizens rights, but you are part of renegade Squadron, and supposedly above it. So, if anything, we may be willing to look the other way. If a fight should break out, say, into the public domain of the streets, we would be forced to step in. We may also look the other way if you were to say, kidnap a citizen, drag him to your ship, lock him away and get off the planet. Anyway, the Roarin Sawrin is all quiet at the moment, perhaps it is time for you to start the party. Good luck, Captain, I am sure it wont come to violence, but with oldfashioned police work. Who knows what will occur.