As he got closer it would be obvious that he was being led into a large building laid out against the ground with 6 towers rising up from the sides, 3 on each side, and it would be from one of them that the comm signal he had received had originated. His approach would lead him over a large field of panels laid out to absorb the sunlight and generate power and to the far end of the building where there would be a large hanger. It was big enough to easily accommodate two CR90's plus various other ships and with both of those ships elsewhere there was plenty of room available in the hanger bay.

The ship would be allowed to land without any problems other than piloting and once it was settled down Rath would likely notice a group waiting for him to descend from his ship. At the head of the group would be a man dressed in a fine suit the others were each in military uniform, pressed and at attention. They had decided to not hold him up but rather to work with him and make his visit as easy as possible.

His appearance was as it always had been: menacing and dangerous. Half of his battles were won by mind games more than anything, hence the odd modes of dress and acting.

"Gentlemen, I thank you for the warm Volusian welcome. I will cut to the chase as quickly as possible to spare you lost time for your duties. Volus is an Imperial world. Volus is besieged by pirates and, as I have heard, Jedi.

Volus is not happy. This means the Empire is not happy, which in turn, means I was sent here to remedy that. Now, pirates are nothing to be underestimated, but the involvement of Jedi reeks of something under the surface. I wish to see this Jedi, quickly."

As soon as they were loaded on the craft it would take off heading away from the hanger bay. As they drove Rath would notice that the place was bustling with far more civilians than a simple palace should have been, of course the building itself had been much too large for a simple palace. Instead it was a seat of government and command center.

Anja knew where they would be heading she was just hoping she could reach the outer doors to where the Jedi was being kept before her father did with their guest. She had wanted to go to Coruscant, to the Imperial Center to meet some other leaders, to get her feet wet a bit but it had been decided that she would remain on Volus for a bit longer. Anja would reach the outer door before Loton and Rath, as she fixed her gown a bit and her hair, smiling to one of the younger guards down there, “How do I look?” she would ask in a soft voice.

He would just smile and nods his head “Like a Princess your majesty.”

Anja would just smile as she waited.

"Has the Jedi had any contact with any of your people? Or has a preliminary interrogation not been conducted? Any information you can give me speeds my job up."

"The jedi has been kept sedated since the attack as such there has been almost no contact between him and any person on Volus. Unless you count medical personnel making sure he was kept alive and guards making sure he didn't rouse and escape." He explained. The driver would make a few turns before pulling to a stop outside an area. Deschain would see a single door with nearly two squads of soldiers nearby in clear battle gear along with two Volusian vehicle. Both had large weapons on top, one akin to an E-web torrent and the other a rocket launcher. Clearly the Volusians were taking no chance what-so-ever as the jedi escaping.

Loton would climb out of the transport glancing over to his daughter for a second a look inquiring as to why she was late but nothing more.

"It is wise you have had the Jedi secluded. I would have security personnel watch over any beings who directly came into contact with the man. Force-users can fake effects of sedation. For your sake, I can only hope he is truly sedated and not playing a game. You will know if he is when I see him."

As the transport came to a stop, Deschain took a moment to glance at the female. Her lineage was obvious by her chin and cheekbones; she was the Princess of Volus. She was also not a ranking power in Deschain's eyes and it was for that reason and not sexism that he ignored her for now. His attention was drawn instead to the soldiers who stood guard around the secured building.

"Let us get this over with."

"Only two squads, Mr. Motour? The heavy weapons are sufficient, but a Jedi with half a brain would turn those men against your own first. When dealing with Jedi, you need two men for every man who deals directly with the Jedi, in case that man must be put down." It was a bit of a falsehood, but one had to tak precautions when dealing with Jedi.

Anja would move into step besides her father, not saying anything at the moment. She had yet to see this jedi and had been doing a bit of research on them, one of the reasons why she was late.

As soon as they entered the room, Rath would notice the hum of a force shield surrounding the bed of the jedi and would likely notice many of the small devices rigged to go off at the earliest sign of trouble to prevent the jedi from escaping or causing any more harm than he already had.

Deschain would decline to enter the room until the explosives were disarmed and removed from the immediate premises. Once those wishes were complied with, the High Inquisitor would enter, checking the force cage briefly before nodding to this king.

"Wake him up. Let's see what he knows."

"Mr. Motour, I work better alone at interrogations. I'd ask you and your attendants to leave this room. The soldiers outside should be sufficient to halt him if he should somehow overcome me." His tone was one that brooked no argument. If one was coming, it would be met with the same order, only stated directly. Once the room was clear though, Deschain would re-administer the resuscitation drug to bring the Jedi back to the conscious world.

"Jedi, can you hear me? Do you understand?"