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Peedunkee could get used to this. He was standing on an outdoor walkway, peering over the edge to marvel and the cerulean skies of Bespin. Per usual he knew practically nothing about the planet he was on, but he did know that it was beautiful. It was times like these that made it easy to forget...

*SMACK* Warmth radiated from Peedunkee's face as blood rushed to it from the hard impact. He couldn't see the assailant thanks to the blindfold over his eyes, but whoever they were had a mean cross. His normally blue complexion had given way to a sickly purple from the repeated hits to his...

The air hung thick with the scent of deathsticks and the combined sweat of the many species packed into the small spectator section around the fighting ring. Heat and odor had no place to escape to in a cramped chamber like this one. The unholy cocktail created by the combined excretions of the...