Rennac nodded at the information, surprised by the insight Xilanthis had concerning his predecessor. "Hmm. Shad-noir is a good place to start nonetheless. If Klith is to get supplies from underground, it will have gone through the planet's shipping fronts or be carried by a smuggler based there."

Then came the part he expected, knowing that there would be concern about his offer to front the money needed to head  to the hypothetical meet to buy the intelligence. Then came Karasis's sneering retort, a scowl coming across the wollar's muzzle. 

"As much faith as I have in your soldier's ability to fight, this is no battlefield we are going to. This is a hunt. This will require discretion and stealth, even moreso than usual considering the sensitivity of this mission. A standard rank and file soldier will be too easy to spot and would give us away instantly, giving Klith time to recognize us and escape before we can locate him. Whoever is chosen must be able to track down the target, be skilled and quiet in a fight, and be able to keep his head low enough not to be fingered as a hostile on sight. Anything less will be dead weight."