The stars were shining in the black empty space, through which a huge public transporter ship was cruising. There were private quarters on the ship for every passenger and there was a cantina. It had enough for the people onboard the ship to relax and to have a nice journey.
Onboard that huge public transporter ship, a young nautolan was sitting in the cantina which the ship included. He had ordered some ale and some food and was eating and drinking it.
The nautolan was named Caleb Kansi, and he was a mercenary. He had a blaster in its holster and he wore a black leather jacket, a grey shirt underneath, brown pants and black boots. He carried a pack with him in which he had some medical supplies, just in case, and ammo for his blaster as well as a lightsaber. Though he was not able to use the lightsaber, he kept it with him in memory of his fallen brother, who was a jedi. Caleb never thought of using the lightsaber in combat, because he was most likely to cut off his own limbs rather than the enemy's. Besides, Caleb was an aweful swordsman, but a very good marksman.
As the nautolan was looking at people leaving and entering the cantina, he thought of his mission. The ship he was on was cruising to Ord Vaxal, and Caleb had a job to do on the planet.
Just when he stood up to walk back to his quarters, he heard a loud bang and the ship started to shake. In a reflex he pulled out his blaster, but then figured he had no need for his blaster, yet. He put it away and tried to see what was going on. Then a voice sounded through the intercom:
"Ladies and gentleman! We've been attacked by pirates. Don't panic!"
Caleb frowned and thought: What the hell? Attacked by pirates? Hell these people've got reason to panic now!
And the other passengers did panic. A few moments later the voice sounded through the intercom again: "Ladies and gentleman, prepare for an emergancy landing!"
In other words... we're gonna crash... Caleb thought.
The ship reached Ord Vaxal's atmosphere and crashed moments later upon its surface, in the Polar Tundra region.
The hatch of the ship opened and Caleb climbed out of the ship. He did not care to look for survivors but decided to get out himself, before the pirates would land nearby and kill off every survivor including himself.
He fell out of the ship into the snow and could feel a headache, burning in his head. He quickly opened his pack to see if all his belongings were still there. They were.
He then got up and moved, a bit dizzy, towards a small group of trees, where he could hide and recover, before embarking on the journey to Tof Soren, the capital of the planet. If there were any survivors, he hoped they would do the same and also would go to the trees, so he had some companions for the journey.
Onboard that huge public transporter ship, a young nautolan was sitting in the cantina which the ship included. He had ordered some ale and some food and was eating and drinking it.
The nautolan was named Caleb Kansi, and he was a mercenary. He had a blaster in its holster and he wore a black leather jacket, a grey shirt underneath, brown pants and black boots. He carried a pack with him in which he had some medical supplies, just in case, and ammo for his blaster as well as a lightsaber. Though he was not able to use the lightsaber, he kept it with him in memory of his fallen brother, who was a jedi. Caleb never thought of using the lightsaber in combat, because he was most likely to cut off his own limbs rather than the enemy's. Besides, Caleb was an aweful swordsman, but a very good marksman.
As the nautolan was looking at people leaving and entering the cantina, he thought of his mission. The ship he was on was cruising to Ord Vaxal, and Caleb had a job to do on the planet.
Just when he stood up to walk back to his quarters, he heard a loud bang and the ship started to shake. In a reflex he pulled out his blaster, but then figured he had no need for his blaster, yet. He put it away and tried to see what was going on. Then a voice sounded through the intercom:
"Ladies and gentleman! We've been attacked by pirates. Don't panic!"
Caleb frowned and thought: What the hell? Attacked by pirates? Hell these people've got reason to panic now!
And the other passengers did panic. A few moments later the voice sounded through the intercom again: "Ladies and gentleman, prepare for an emergancy landing!"
In other words... we're gonna crash... Caleb thought.
The ship reached Ord Vaxal's atmosphere and crashed moments later upon its surface, in the Polar Tundra region.
The hatch of the ship opened and Caleb climbed out of the ship. He did not care to look for survivors but decided to get out himself, before the pirates would land nearby and kill off every survivor including himself.
He fell out of the ship into the snow and could feel a headache, burning in his head. He quickly opened his pack to see if all his belongings were still there. They were.
He then got up and moved, a bit dizzy, towards a small group of trees, where he could hide and recover, before embarking on the journey to Tof Soren, the capital of the planet. If there were any survivors, he hoped they would do the same and also would go to the trees, so he had some companions for the journey.