Carth entered as the massive hangar bay doors opened, revealing multiple starfighters, freighters, drop ships and other assorted vessels. Several Republic personnel moved through the facility, performing last minute inspections or coordinating the pilots for takeoff.

The familiar scent of the Ebon Hawk's hangar greeted him. It was an odd mix of oil, sweat, and the scent of the various species the vessel had ferried over the years. It was a strange comfort, an aroma that had become familiar.