"Greetings.." he said noting quietly that Stomwell was unarmed "You Baltimnites are not warriors then?" he said somewhat derisively.

"we are not a warrior race. i myself am a diplomatic envoy with no need to carry a weapon on my homeworld. the security detachment should ease your mind if you feel in danger.

"i took the liberty of preparing a transport, if you will come with me."

"the school of hidden wisdom, senator? i'm afraid that is duke cale's private residence and not part of the diplomatic portion. besides, the duke is not one for many visitors. he enjoys his solitude. however, you do have rooms prepared in the embassay suite, as well as a large selection of meals to choose from. i will have duke cale informed of your arrival. perhaps he will opt to join us."

He had stood with his personal delegation behind Senator Tiure's group, silent and stoic. He did make the courtesy to give a returning bow to Stomwell, but otherwise remained silent, letting Tiure lead his investigation. When he was spoken to, he gave a nod. "Yes, Senator, I do agree. Ambassador Stomwell, the Republic is here to do a thorough investigation to these complaints lodged against your government that is seeking eventual membership, and maintainance of its affiliate status. You have opened your world, government, and people to investigation, and to close doors now on us...will force us to close doors on you. A simple tour will not hurt, Ambassador, you can give my assurances to the Duke personally on that matter. However, like it or not, the School of Hidden Wisdom is a matter of some debate and controversy considering your world...and private residence or not, as my colleague has tried to point out, it is an educational body, a major one at that, and your education system is part of our investigation, public, and private." he said, showing a stern attitude few saw. He used it only when necesarry, and it seemed Baltimn would require a combonation of power, which Senator Tiure could provide oh so well, and finesse, which he would provide himself, for he was a very charismatic individual.

mentally wanting to throttle the secretary who'd made his schedule freefor this meeting, stomwell adopted a contrite look. spreading his arms, he sighed as if a great weight had been placed upon his shoulders.

"senators, senators. surely you are as familiar with aspects of the galactic civil war as i am. the school of hidden wisdom was a school where lightsaber forms were taught before emperor palpatine, may the force vomit him up, drove out the inhabitants. it is simply a name duke cale chose to keep as a memory to all the fallen jedi. it is no more an educational area than an eatery is an teaching area.

"nonetheless, i shall have my aide contact the duke and request a visit. meanwhile, would you gentlebeings like to be shown to your rooms? or perhaps a bite to eat?"

behind him, the aide would be working to contact the duke.

"by the way, senator de crion, i was concerned to hear in the news of an attack of sorts on your offices. a horrible thing to have happen. i am quite happy you are unharmed."

the repulsorlimo would make its way through the streets of the city, heading past skyscrapers, office buildings and luxurious homes as they neared the offworld embassy.

"no, senator tiure, it was not. i happened to pick up the coruscant journal the other day and spotted senator de crion on the front page. hardly threatening to inquire about someone's health.

"the galaxy is a dangerous place these days when a man cannot even sit at work trying to make the galaxy a better place without someone trying to blow him up."

"it's called small talk, senator tiure. i can't imagine why anyone would wish to blow up the three of us and, frankly, it is a disconcerting thought to ponder. very pessimistic. i can only hope it is not the case."

if the huttese senator happened to gobble down a pound of explosive, stomwell would have not even batted an eyebrow. he might duck for a moment.