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Darth Decion had only come to this force forsaken planet for one reason. Financial gain. Entralla seemed to be an easy target, a prime location to make off with wads of credits and the planet could seem to do little to stop it from occurring. Their security force was pathetic, their local authorities corrupted. So long as someone paid off the right people if they were caught, there would be no charges. The Sith Lord had come for the money, wanting to gain what leverage he could over the right officials to start a steady flow of funds for construction of a private facility, a building, a home in his image that would define his greatness - the raw power the Lord held but a problem had occurred. Entralla's leaders had been informed of a few hackings from internal servers. Though they did not have the best hackers, the authorities had waited for the next hack to occur in order to pinpoint. Darth Decion had been told if he could bring this man to justice, he would be rewarded. He intended to do so. No one stood in his way and if it meant destroying a single life for his goals to materialize, then by all means he would do it.

Decion spent little to no time on Korriban. He only went, on occasion to check in and see if a Apprentice worthy of his mentor-ship had arrived. In his forty-two years of life, the Lord had met no one who was so deserving of such an honor. When that day came the Apprentice would be rewarded, greatly with vast knowledge and skill. Until then, Decion would work alone. When he had been made aware of what was going on, and when the next hack took place, the Govenor received a call about a man wearing some sort of head dress whom downloaded something to a computer though it could not be deciphered what it was. It could have turned out to be nothing but something told Decion this would be whom to look for, to find. The streets of Entralla were empty compared to other planets and the people were more lax. It made it easier to spot those who stuck out. The Lord had been to the computers location but knew all too well that a hacker would not stay in the same place for too long. So he walked along, looking for anyone with a head dress. He'd come upon the scene some ten minutes after the hack had occurred but if the man remained on foot, he could only be a few blocks down. Slowly the man picked up his pace. He wore little else than common dress, locals clothing, a goal to fit in of sorts. Slacks, dress shirt, though the top two buttons undone and black dress shoes - though his lightsaber dangled from his waist, the silver gleaming and reflecting the suns light.

Entralla was beautiful, there was no denying it. It's woman were quite gorgeous though none compared to his own wife. The green skinned twi'lek was his pride and joy, a Sith in her own right, a Sith he helped corrupt away from the Jedi. Though he did not train her, he watched over her and together they formed a family of their own, though no heirs had yet been had and in all honesty Spencer was uncertain if he would want any. Block after block passed before he spotted the headscarf, black with white striping. Everything about this person seemed to shout that this was the hacker - that and he was the only one around with a headdress of sorts. He was not force sensitive as far as Spencer could tell and as he drew closer did not spot any sort of weapon. Funny - someone so bold pulling off such stunts quite possibly having no means to protect himself? Was he foolish? Darth Decion was about to find out. He drew close, extended his arm and grabbed the man by the shoulder, gripping and bringing him to a dead stop, "Do as I say and I may not harm you." Decions voice was cold and serious. He was in no mood to play games. This man was his only barrier that stood between him and a wall of credits. If he had too, he could crush the life from this being. "What are you doing here?"