The moment was getting closer. Rune Haako was advancing towards the bazaar with his colorful droid escort. The citizens who saw him pass were perplexed by such a display of opulence. Just because. This was a diplomatic embassy, to capture the hearts of the citizens, and incite them to support Lord joining the Confederacy.
Rune Haako was shown in an opulent red suit, which she dragged across the ground like a veil, and on her head, a huge golden hat typical of the Trade Confederation. The droids that accompanied him were also ornate, to prevent their imposing form from becoming less of a threat and more of a symbol of strength and security. Everything a people wants. Even the magnaguardias, whose white kalesh capes had been replaced by gold ones with velvet thread details. More than assassin droids, they seemed like heroes of their nation.
The caravan finally arrived at the bazaar, where its presence did not go unnoticed at all. All passersby and merchants were amazed by the ostentation of the profession, especially with the eight banners of the confederation that marched in front, carried by B1 droids. It was like seeing a king, and probably almost was.
Everyone moved out of their way, and those who were not paying attention, or were stunned by such majesty, were removed by the local guard itself, which marched alongside the caravan, avoiding any type of problems. Nothing seemed to be able to stop them. Well... almost nothing.
Officer: - But what does this mean? -
The voice of the commanding officer of the local guard stopped their advance, seeing how their path was suddenly interrupted by construction machinery and no-entry signs that closed the street. His anger was clearly visible, and he demanded an immediate response. Which was given to him when an elderly human approached him to give him an explanation. It was Master Lone Rage.
Lone: - Good morning officer. What's going on? Who are they? - He asked, imitating confusion.
Officer: - Behind me is the great Rune Haako of the trade federation. Special guest of His Majesty. And I demand to know why this street is closed for maintenance. This was not informed to me at any time. -
Lone: - Excuse me, officer. But he didn't tell us anything about it. -
Officer: - I want to see your permit. -
Lone: - Of course. Here you go. -
The disguised teacher handed him the required documents and the officer quickly reviewed them. He couldn't keep his visit waiting, and apparently the documents were correct, and signed by authorized personnel. Someone in the management office had made a serious mistake by not canceling this job, and they would pay dearly for it. However, he couldn't blame the workforce. After all, he himself found out about such an important visit less than a couple of hours ago. So it was not surprising that some simple builders did not do it. And without much he could do about it, he returned the documents and approached the guest of honor.
Officer: - I hope you will excuse us, Great General Rune Haako, but it seems that we have a setback. We will take an alternative route. -
Haako: - I guess there is no alternative. - He commented obfuscated after a long sigh, because those clothes he was wearing were not at all comfortable. - Walking a little more won't kill me, that's for sure. But I can't say the same about this heat. -
Officer: - I'm really sorry. -
Haako: - Good. On going. Do not lose more time. -
The caravan was about to divert its course, when the friendly roar of a Wookiee caught the attention of those present. It was Teacher Wanban, who was disguised as a transporter, and next to her lay an elegant hand-pulled rickshaw cart of elegant bearing, something that Rune Haako himself would not be able to resist.
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