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“At least there is that,” Andros said with a grin, nodding when Dash mentioned the journey would be more comfortable. It only took a single glance within the cage to access that the half-Orcolan.. Really wasn’t going to fit. While being unconscious was going to help, Andros couldn’t help but...

Andros was, in fact, there the whole time. Unfortunately, the half-Orcolan was caught entirely off guard by the giant snake that appeared out of nowhere - and stepping in the creature’s back wasn’t exactly a recipe for success by any stretch of the imagination. While the Padawan’s attacked the...

Andros considered Dash and his commitment to the mission - slowly but surely offering the Padawan a nod in response. “Alright,” Clearly the younger Jedi knew what the mission entailed, and the risk they were putting themselves in. The half-Orcolan wasn’t the type to dissuade and coddle any...

[Minutes passed, and Andros continued to soldier through the forest - weaving between the thick brush and towering trees. He knew that the rest of his group couldn’t have gone far - and that their destination would have remained the same despite being separated. Fortunately, the half-Orcolan...

For a few moments, Andros just.. Laid there. It was the first time that the half-Orcolan had allowed himself a moment of test since getting shit on by a giant bird, and after everything and all the injuries that had occurred, the exhaustion was beginning to catch up with him. It was all too easy...

For a split moment, Andros felt the weightlessness that accompanied his fall - air whistling around his ears. He only caught a glimpse of the Salami Warriors and the tree bridge before his body hit the water, dipping below to complete submerge the half-Orcolan. Andros felt his body thrown about...

While Andros wasn’t too keen on another hike, he knew that they couldn’t linger for very long. Not with the Sumoyormi trailing them through the forest. Thus, he merely nodded towards the Wookiee as she screeched, and proceeded to follow the woman deeper into the forest - towards the higher...

Andros offered Mako a friendly smile - the glint of his tusks on full display. He passed the bowl of soup off to the fellow Jedi, alongside a little wooden spoon to go with it. The half-Orcolan couldn’t deny being somewhat surprised by the species of his partner for the mission, given that very...

Andros felt as equal waves of exhaustion and relief washed over him - watching as the entire group finally made their way to safety and began to establish camp. The adrenaline was only not beginning to fade from his veins, and it made the half-Orcolan all the more aware of his previous injury...

Andros let out a small sigh, nodding towards Dash. “You’d be surprised how common it is - especially here in the Outer Rim.” Even if the official stance of nearly every government was in staunch opposition to slavery, the practice persisted across the Galaxy all the same. The half-Orcolan...

With his own assailant dealt with, Andros took a glance back at the camp - bronze eyes flicking between Dash and Zathria. He couldn’t see where the Padawan had gone, and it seemed that Zathria had the aid of a Wookiee against the tribesmen. With that in mind, he turned back towards the forest -...

Andros could feel those familiar waves of exhaustion and fatigue that washed over him - manifesting in the heaviness of his breath and the slower pace he moved. It was clear that his injury was taking its toll - and would have to be properly addressed sooner rather than later. But with Leon and...

Andros couldn’t help but whimper, feeling as molten agony shot through his shoulder and upper body. Despite his best attempts, the half-Orcolan didn’t even begin to make it over the fallen tree, unable to assist Ezra or Leon as they were taken by the tribesmen. He cursed under his breath, jaw...

Even as Zathria brought down the colossal tree, Andros’ breath came in shallow gasps - wincing through the raw pain that radiates throughout his upper body. He knew the extent of the injury, and knew that his left arm was effectively worthless at this point. Closing his eyes, Andros reached for...

Andros.. Really couldn’t shake the bad feeling in the back of his mind, echoing through the Force. It was the sensation of being watched from the Shadows - and the premonition that the eyes upon them weren’t friendly ones. Though it didn’t reflect on his largely relaxed and carefree demeanor...

Having beaten Mako to the planet by two hours, Andros had already disembarked from his Starfighter - casually making his way towards the top of a grassy hill. It provided a decent vantage in all direction, and most importantly a view of the settlement where the transmission had come from. Where...

Compared to Zathria, Andros was having a great time. Despite his reluctance to take on the training mission, the half-Orcolan was mostly confident that their cohort of Padawans weren’t going to do anything especially stupid or suicidal. It wasn’t a particularly high standard that Andros expected...

Positioned just a few paces down the line, Andros has a front-row seat to the draam that unfolded before him. Towering over most in height, the half-Orcolan easily glanced between Ciri and the Toydarian, eyes narrowing ever-so-slightly at the particularly rude exchange. All the same, he didn’t...

Despite his valiant attempts to avoid it - which included making excuses, and flat out hiding from Councilor Vanloa in the corridors - Andros was assigned to accompany the training mission to Kashyyyk. Throughout his career as a Jedi, the half-Orcolan had a bit more experience in survival...

Andros cracked a small grin, watching as Dash stepped forward to greet him. His own hand extended toward the Padawan, giving it a firm shake. “Good to meet you, Dash.” He said casually. If the kid was expecting some old and wizened Jedi for his partner on the mission, Andros was bound to be...