Ettam was mostly known for its farm and agricultural work on Ralltiir, but what most innocent citizens ignored was that the Western suburbs had hidden a hub for all sorts of black market transactions for centuries. Vilara, Morgana's Zeltron grandmother who had a firm hold on much of the criminal circles on the planet had made sure to seize this area for her own gain and influence a few decades ago. The farmining goods were perfect excuses to smuggle other items off world, and several land owners weren't going to spit on the generous cash Vilara offered them to help outlaws.

It was why Morgana was waiting at a local café, the Irida Inn, not far from a local lake. Once again, she had volunteered to be middle woman for her grandmother. Even if people recognized her, for she was a bit famous on her home world, especially due to her artistic work as Light Sculptor, it wouldn't look bizarre, since the area was also quite touristic. And frankly, Morgana didn't think that most farmers and underworld types would be asking autographs about her work.

She was sitting with some horrendous-looking multicolored cocktail in plain sight on her table, which was what her grandmother had decided to use as sign for the bounty hunter she was supposed to meet, to know who to sit with. It smelled much better than it presented but sadly she could only take tiny sips as not to guzzle it until her "appointment" showed up.