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Roll me a medicine check to make the poison. Difficulty is two. You make one dose per success.


As before, Trill doesn't answer immediately. In fact, it's a good deal longer than last time before she responds.

For all of the cars heading south, Eldrith quickly realizes that they aren't nearly as dense as he was afraid of - they only looked like a traffic jam because of the foreshortening effect of looking out along the road across the desert. Linko Sorisa isn't big enough to have real traffic problems, anyway.

The town feels deserted. Shops that would normally be open are closed. The town market place has a large sign marked 'CLOSED' in front of it. Inside, Eldrith can barely make out a forklift droid carrying a large box of something, and there is a human in an orange suit behind it. Eldrith doesn't see him long enough to be sure if it's a prison uniform or if it's one of the local construction companies' jumpsuits. He can't make out anything meaningful about what they are building.

As Eldrith turns onto the main street of town, the spaceport's control tower now visible in the distance, he sees a few more cars, mostly driving away from the spaceport, although there are a couple of large vehicles heading toward the market place loaded with more construction droids in the back. Whatever they are building must be a sizable project, or else needs to be built quickly.

Eldrith does not see the two Imperial soldiers on speeders zooming down the road away from the space port until they are nearly upon him. Then, as they do, he finally hears two beeps from Trill's communicator.