Now armed with his new weapons, Noddian went about his next set of business, finding someone to move his product. Right now there was only one man that Noddian felt he could trust. He walked into a smoke filled bar hoping that the man he was looking for was still up to his old tricks.

It wasn't long until he saw the man that he was looking for over by a pit with some small fighting animals. "Could you spare a moment?" asked Noddian. "Not unless you're placing a bet" the man returned. "What about for an old friend?" "The only old friends I have are either dead or the biggest traitors I've ever heard of." Noddian gave a bit of a grin "Well then I guess I fit into the former." The man turned around and gave Noddian the look of a man having seen a ghost. "Your dead" the man said pointing a pale finger at Noddian. "What? You actually believe the flak that Brogen puts out?" "I suppose its a bad policy, but that stuff tends to be true when the alleged dead don't turn up to disclaim it." "Well Jo-Ren" said Noddian "here I am." "I need a drink" Jo-Ren said.

It wasn't long before the two men were sitting in a booth. Jo-Ren finished a gulp of a Corellian ale before he continued. "So, since you're back from the dead, what is it you're planning to do?" Noddian looked at Jo-Ren very matter of factly. "I'm going to kill Brogen, but both you and I know that I can't do that without a decent crew and a better arsenal of weapons. So I'm going back to piracy." "So what do you need me for?" "I can't move products on my own." "Ah," Jo-Ren said "well you've got my services, for a cut." "I wouldn't expect any different."

With that, Noddian exited the bar.

Noddian walked around for awhile before he finally got a call from Jo-Ren. He joined him in their usual booth. Jo-Ren once more had a mug of ale with him. "So, anything of interest?" Noddian queried. "Something you might be interested in. A weapons shipment needs to be made to a group of rebel Geonosians. Not the big time kind of rebels we here about nowadays, merely regular ones. They're trying to start up a small time battle droid operation right under the Empire's nose on Geonosis. However they need the weapons necessary to mobilize the army. They're having the weapons brought in from several planets and this is the only shipment being transported in from Nar Shaddaa so I hope you understand how much you a representing my reputation." "I'll try to remember that. Thank you Jo-Ren. Who knows? Maybe I'll be able to find some crew members on Geonosis." With this Noddian got up and left.