Damn I miss the collection. Do you know how hard it is to get all the pics of Noola Vor? Twileks are hot, but halflings are hotter and rare, too!

Set up network mask. Make me anonymous and don't tell the damn Sith stalker where I am. Good. Back to the news. Hmm... this dates to a bit before Mom got married. Let's see here... traitor executed. Jysella Horn demoted for being voice of treason. That's another one sometime after that but still before Mom got married. Let's see what's it about?

What the KRIFF??

The papers and everything! Mom showed everything that proved that whoever this traitor was, they got the wrong person! They still wouldn't tell me who this person is, but this gotta be nuts. They can't do this to Mom! She's got evidence that whoever it was, they didn't say or do a single damn thing 'cept for being put under house arrest for no reason. Now I know why Dad hates politics.

Here's a picture of the person. Damn. Won't show it. Tracer, tell me... It's from not too far from here. Looks like I can walk there without making Mom suspicious.

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Here I am. City's base of operations. What kinda dictator calls it this instead of a town hall?

I sense something creepy coming up. Damn, won't these things stop following me?

Oh, kriff, HE'S TRYING TO KIDNAP ME!!

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Kill the half-blooded son of an alliance demon or be killed yourself. Whoever took me told Mom something like this. Then he turned to me and said that he and his lot knew what they did to the traitor was wrong, and that my search ended here. And that I knew too much about whatever the kriff they don't want me to know. Am I dreaming? Dude's deranged, I swear to the Force.

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So I'm bored. And told this idiot who took me that he's adopted from Coruscant. He about killed me. Meh, as far as he remembers, hopefully, if I did it right, I'm dead. Just don't tell him that he got so totally pissed that it was pretty easy to get around him mind and trick him into sleeping. By the Force I hate people I can't mindtrick without nearly getting my hide skinned.

Mom taught me half of what she knew about mind-rubbing before she backed out. Oh well.

Now back to figuring out what the kriff happened here.

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Now I go to these tunnels deep
Beg the Force myself to keep
Hush, lil' kiddo, don't say a word
'else you'll be badly hurt

I don't remember what band it was, but that's what I feel like. Meh, what am I saying? I could die any minute, but whatever happens, that's up to me, not the Force. I'd rather die than beg it. Nah, begging it for my skin isn't that bad if it comes down to it, right? Right?

What do I have here? Looks like it's from a year or two after I was born. Dang Mom's hot, but really sad. Jysella Horn overcomes heritage of treachery and troubled past with Jedi Skywalker to serve Corellia with pride. What a fake smile she's put up.

Logger, look up her family tree. Let's see here... Corran Horn, file classified. Valin Horn, historian, under suspicion for something if you're right. Valin Halcyon, CorSec officer, nothing more. Rostek Horn, CorSec again. Booster Terrik, criminal of sorts.

Now what else do I know?

Uncle Valin had the Errant Venture for a bit and I've no idea what happened to it. A ship of that size can't just disappear into midair.

Booster Terrik: Stole a freighter, was in some debt for a bit, arrested, spent 5 years on Kessel. Ran the Errant Venture all by himself for quite a bit.

Grandpa: Jedi. What more can I say?

I've a feeling something's missing