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Weechee stumbled forward, his lightsaber hissing to life in his good hand. He was a bit intimidated by the droid and it's brutally efficient actions but he didn't let it show. The Ewok stalked down the hallway like an offended cat, his lightsabers flashing and slashing as he coldly dispatched...

The rules of engagement always change once one party decides to not survive the fight. In a moment that seemed to hang forever in time as the Governor raised his hand, Weechee made a decision. He would not abandon his fight here, not when he had come so far and pushed so hard. His pride was at...

Weechee was enraged an thrilled all at the same time. As he stood, the Governor and he watching each other for a second, Weechee thought about how he had never had such a thrilling hunt. This was one to be remembered...provided he prevailed. He would prevail. With his own honor as a hunter on...

The Governor's pivot telegraphed his intent to kick. It was not the first time, nor would it be the last that someone had thought it fun to play "Punt the Ewok". Even still, Weechee knew he was cornered. With the man's pivot having thrown his blades out of position, the young Ewok was a sitting...

Dice So it seemed the annoying, massive, reeking, emotionless mechanical construct they had brought with them had a purpose after all. Weechee was impressed with the droid's efficiency at dealing death. Had it been a living being, the young Ewok would have feared for his spot as an apex...

Weechee felt Boora go down behind him and knew the fight had truly begun. The Ewok wasn't taken by surprise by the Governor's quick movement. The man had already proved himself to be very quick when the need arose. Weechee caught the man's slash on his right hand saber and, holding it there...

Branches came flying at him as the giant lizard ran through the trees. Every now and then she'd turn her head and snap at him, her long, razor sharp teeth coming within inches of Weechee's sensitive whiskers. Her breath smelled like meat and death...she was a hunter in every way that Weechee...

Weechee was startled that the creature spoke to him, but it did not stop him. He would be the master of this beast! He would prevail! The trees would drink her blood and shade his young for generations to come. The young Ewok's only reply was to let loose a wild screech, feral and chilling. His...

Weechee was close now, high up in the trees. The intoxicating smell of exotic meat driving him all but mad. He scanned the ground below him, trying to figure out what was lending the scent that odd, hard edge. It smelled like tough leather but that made no sense. What sort of animal in these...

Ewoks were funny creatures. Though small and unassuming, they had sharp claws and surprising strength. Gifted climbers and evolved to live amid the wilds of the Forest Moon, they were both crafty and resilient. That was what the Governor's Force blast reminded the young Ewok of...the howl and...

Dice Weechee had no words for the mechanical construction that was part of his team. He hadn't expected a droid to be a full fledged Imperial operative and he still didn't know what to make of it. What he did know was that the droid made a terrific amount of noise when it walked. Every step was...

Fully Unexpected Theme The forests of Ossus were dense, dangerous and alive with the sounds of animals. It made the young Ewok feel alive in a way he had not in many, many years. The sounds of the forest brought him home back to a time before he had known or even cared about the existence of...

Weechee felt the Force surge and bloom along side the sharp scent of fear that cascaded from the human as Weechee slid between his legs. The Ewok was ready as his body twisted in the air as he came to land after completing his strike. The Force came screaming at him, ripe with rage and the...

Their lightsabers clashed and the Force surged around the little Ewok. He felt the hammer of the Force drive into him and begin to hurl his body back. He screamed with the voice of a feral animal as he brought his will and the energy he had gathered to hammer himself sideways to bear. As the...

Weechee bounded through the hole, following the man's scent. The scents of sandalwood, sanitizer and cheap food (an indulgence perhaps?) filled his nose. He landed lightly on his hind paws just in front of Boora. He felt the force rise and seethe about him as the Ithorian gathered his power and...

It wasn't really a tree. A sapling at best was all Maria managed; and Weechee easily knocked it out of the way with his left saber which he then deactivated and clicked to his belt. He landed on the woman's back as she lay on the ground, rendered inert by her own attack. Sharp claws dug into her...

Weechee let loose a feral snarl when the man moved, knocking his blade out of the way and driving him down into the ground. For a split second Weechee considered activating his second lightsaber and eviscerating the fellow right then and there, but the thought took longer than he had. He...

Weechee's feet stirred the sand gently as padded into the arena. His whiskers twitched delicately as he took in the scents of the area. They were almost overpowering; the smell of so many beings, food and animals. It was exhilarating for the young Ewok who's mind, even after all this time...

Weechee had a few choice suggestions for what the Sith overlord could do. He stepped forward as soon as he entered the office. "My master once told me that there is style to everything. That includes opening doors. "BEHOLD YOUR END, TRAITOR! I, Weechee of the Eknubnub people, require you to...

He missed the eye, but felt his claws dig into her skin and down her face as she shook him off, balanced precariously as he was. That was fine though, Weechee had drawn first blood; and he was happy with that outcome. It was proving to be a more interesting day than he had originally expected...