It had been 6 years since the Battle of Bothawui and the subsequent deaths of both my parents.  I was barely a year old at the time and, as I had no living relatives, had been shipped from planet to planet in the mid rim trying to find a human family willing to look after me.

My latest ‘home’ was Ord Mantell.  The constant upheaval had left me bitter and untrusting of anyone and as such I turned to crime and become a very skilful pickpocket.  Even though I was only 7 years old I found stealing easy. Every time I chose a new target I KNEW I would be succesful, I KNEW the exact moment to make my move and I KNEW I would not be captured.  I couldn’t explain why but to be honest I didn’t care too much either.

However, my next target that day was to be my last

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I had grown bored of the easy pickings I’d been living off since my arrival on Ord Mantell 3 weeks before so decided to challenge myself and knew the best place for this.  The Lady Fate Casino.

All manner of scum walked into the casino and most of them walked out drunk and broke but there was one in particular who caught my eye.  A larger than average Trandoshan always left the casino with a coin purse hooked to his belt bulging with credits.  I didn’t care how theTrandoshan got his credits, all I knew was they were soon to be mine.

I chose a spot in the shadows across from the Casino to wait for the Trandoshan to leave.   Having watched him for 4 days now I noticed he followed the same routine every time he left.

First he would head to the market stall outside the Casino and purchase some Trandoshani flatcake.  After eating he would spend several minutes on his communicator  before heading off home.   It was during this communication that I would make my move.   Regular as clockwork theTrandoshan left the casino but tonight something was different.  The coin purse was empty.  Instead the Trandoshan was carrying a small chest.  I presumed he had a very succesful night and the chest was stuffed with credits.  This was my big chance.  There had to be enough credits for me to live off for a long time. I could pay a smuggler to take me back to Bothawui and live comfortably there for years.   I had no memory of  Bothawui but I considered it home as it was where I lived briefly with my parents before the battle.