Elan got out of cab as they arrived at the marketplace. Making sure that he gave the driver a tip for his fast time and freindly conversation Elan decided to have a look around. There where many fine stalls, brightly coloured and filled with interesting things.

Clothing was one of of Elan's main priorities. He had done some thinking whilst on the ship here. If he were to join the rebels then he would need some skills. What use would he be if he could bring nothing to the cause? Who could he help? He had made up his mind, he would go to the university and learn, but similarily he would need to make a good impression. He would need well tailored clothes.

He picked his way amongst the various stalls until one caught his eye. A young Twi’lek stood behind the counter. Displayed in front of her was a variety of what looked like plain, well tailored clothes. Unlike tghe other stalls the clothes where quite plain something Elan felt he would feel more comfortable in.

'May I ask how much this is?' he said, indicating to a cream suit.

"Well that's one of our finest suits Sir, lovely choice! That's 60 credits..... And worth every cent!" She smiled to him.

' I'll take it, thank you' Elan replied handing over the credits.

He quickly changed in a small closed off area to the side of the stall. The clothes fitted him perfectly and the fabric was smooth against his skin. Wrapping his other clothes in a bundle he thanked the stall owner and set off.

As he walked he discovered another brightly illuminated map. After quickly looking at it he got his bearings and headed towards the university.