[hr][hr][center][h3][b][i][color=F3E010]Shakka Ven[/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[color=6ecff6][i]15 pts (Neutral)[/i][/color][/center][hr][hr]
	"We have around a dozen, though that is usually the only amount that we keep on hand, as our factories and all can easily build more ships on demand. We hardly even before the war kept anymore then that on hand, since we wanted to ensure that anyone who purchased our ships were pleased with their purchase before we built more to accommodate their full order. Old habits die hard, and it is very much still a policy that we tend to keep in place. Though doesn't mean we don't still do anything, as we always have several others working on designs and how best to improve the ships and create new designs," Jarothe explained simply to Raynor.

	Something about what he had said struck her as a bit odd, since what he said was only partially true. She had been here for a while, so she did know a few things, mainly the fact that they always had a whole bunch of ships available at any given moment. Though there also was the issue of the fact that she saw Jarothe holding meetings with people who very much didn't strike her as being a part of the Republic Army. So she wondered what the full story about that was, but despite her curiosities she definitely knew better then to ask about it.

	While paying attention to their conversation though, her attention shifted towards the door, and she tilted her head to the side, listening. To her, there was the sound almost like footsteps, but they weren't normal footsteps. They had too much weight to them, the first thing that crossed her mind instantly was that it might be droids, since that was what made the most sense to her. But... Why would their be droids here and right outside the door?