Jun. 03, 2017
The streets were chaos. People running frantically away from the commotion. Explosions shook the stone houses of Ebonhawke.
Riots had broken out among the stalls of Kestrel Market.
A man clad in fine silks with sharp, intelligent eyes and black hair yelled to a woman on the other side of the table laden with goods.
"Sopha! Let's go! We'll be burned alive by the Separatists if we don't get out of here!"
Sopha, a medium height woman with dark hair and blue eyes, clearly frightened, quickly gathered as many of the valuable silks as she could...