Diplomatic (Or, How Not To Be)
You step off the transport, the freighter giving the all clear. Your robes- a gift from the Wookiees you saved- warm, and soft. This is to be a quick meeting- three days, one to allow for arrivals from off planet. You see the banners of a dozen Princely Houses- Panteer, Thule, and Organa, most prominently.
"Greetings, sir. I was sent here to collect you." You turn from your thinking, a golden Protocol Droid tugging on your robe. "I am C-3P0. Master Organa sends his regards and asks that you take the time, if possible, to speak to him today, once you are settled in."
"Thank you." Getting into lockstep with droid, you follow him to your guest quarters- a small, but quite comfortable room, with a Holotable much like your own dominating the center.
You have time for two conversations, today- weary from travel, bones aching in your new arm, you are not at your best. Still, you've a few people you wished to speak to:
[] House Organa- Bail has asked for your presence. Given he is funding a not insubstantial part of your Rebellion, and putting hi family and planet on the line, the least you can do is speak to him.
[] House Thule- Power hungry, arrogant, and sick and tired of Palpatine- ironic, given that it was only by his will that they were allowed back onto Alderaan after the Cold War.
[] House Panteer- A house known for neutrality in most matters, excepting where the Jedi are involved, they dislike Palpatine. However, they are somewhat weak, the distaste being quite mutual.
[] House Ulgo- Militaristic, arrogant, and with a hate for both Jedi and Empire, they are where Jakar hails from. They might hate Palpatine more than they do you.