Nashasil'ev'nuruodo and the Rebels

While on Alderaan, we were hired to transport an unknown shipment to an unknown location. Very shady... The captain accepted the commission. We went to the designated pick up point. It was empty space, except there was a large freighter with several smaller freighters attached.

Once we docked with the "temporary space station," the identities of our employers became very clear. We were being hired to move some of the components needed for a starfighter factory, including some of the cannons for the starfighters. The people hiring us were far too earnest for a criminal network. The involvement of so many Alderaanians also made that world's allegiances clear. Along with our cargo, we brought on a "minder" named Mitch.

Our final destination was buried deep within an asteroid field and the captain was unsure of his ability to pilot us through such an obstacle. I volunteered to take on this task. The Force guided me through to the safety of our final destination. Apparently it had been a less then relaxing ride, as our captain had coiled himself almost completely around the base of the pilot's chair and his facial expression was not one of comfort. Mitch and the crew all just seemed relieved that we had made it. I don't notice such emotional things while focusing on the Force. Perhaps I should work on sensing such things.

We landed safely on the Rebel base within a valley on a large asteroid. The base commander approached the Ithorian and apologized for using her to transmit their message. This and the Ithorian's contact with the Jedi may explain the Inquisitor's interest in our vessel. The Rebels did their best to sell their cause and organization to our entire crew. The Ithorian has opted to not officially join, as she can do more within the Senate. Our captain wishes to remain an independent operator who takes jobs from the Rebels. The Eewuk didn't seem concerned either way. The Zabrak enthusiastically wanted to sign on the line. After clarifying that the Rebels didn't mind "religion" and that I was not representing my species, I did express interest.

Before anything could be clarified, an Imperial cruiser entered the area. My first instinct was that the Inquisitor had tracked us.