Arachnomania

[Naevah]

It was the first time Naevah had ever left Dathomir, and she marveled at the sights Kashyyyk had to offer. The red veil that ordinarily tainted her vision had been lifted; she had never seen such vibrant colors. Trees were clothed in the greens of every palate, the verdant hues of nature's free dreams. Serenity flowed through the forest as cool river waters.

Upon the forest floor lay molding trees, fallen in storms long forgotten. The seasons had been harsh, stripping away the bark and outer layers, yet rendering them all the more beautiful. They had the appearance of driftwood, twisting in patterns, the colour of the moss kelp-like. They were soft, damp, yet Naevah's fingers came away dry.

Prickly needles of a tall conifer tree and little odorous cones bore the sharp fragrance of the woodlands, the atmosphere coming alive with a fresh, stark, pungent stink that reminded Neavah unmistakably of winter on her homeworld. Birdsong came in lulls and bursts, the silence and the singing working together as well as any improvised melody. The leaves danced to the beat of the whispered songs to the wind. In here, sheltered by the mighty trees, is every kind of life, from the humble beetle to enchanting birds of every colour.

Naevah had carefully averted the city of Rowrakruk, preferring the quiet of the dark forest located between the mountain and the Wookies' habitations. She was to observe only and not mingle with the various aliens that had gathered to observe Life Day, a celebration that coincided with the sabbath.

Using her considerable skills to avoid detection however, she had gathered that the chieftain was troubled by the presence of Krykna. Although that particular species of spiders did not live on Dathomir, Naevah had seen her fair chair of arachnids. The little bugs were indeed quite useful to witches.

The leader had seemed not to share her reverence of the little creature, instead offering a reward for their extermination. While that did not appeal much to the young Nightsister, the prospect of examining a new species and discovering its uses in magicks was irresistible.

And so, she waited at the edge of the Black Forest for a warrior brave enough to solve the chieftain's puny spider problem. Hoping that they would lead her directly to their breeding ground.

@Insalius

 

[Skylar Rook]

When Skylar had heard of the arachnid problem facing the people of the village so kind as to accept him entirely, despite being a Mandalorian, he jumped at the chance to not only prove himself to these friendly Wookies but also to prove his strength as a Mandalorian. He'd gone over his equipment with a fine toothed comb, making sure everything was tuned up and as far from jamming or being broken as possible. He donned his Beskar'gam, letting his tail slip free in the back as he always did, and put his weapons on his person as he always did. Blaster rifle in his hands, he headed off in the direction of where the Chief of the village had told him that the spiders would come from to attack the civilians. He hadn't found anyone willing to follow him or go with him, yet that wasn't uncommon for the Marauder. He'd fought alone before and he'd do so again. The lives of innocents were resting on his efforts.

As he reached the edge of the village he did pause, his intuition telling him that he was being watched. He looked around, trying to see who was keeping an eye on him, but his quick glance couldn't show who that person was. He hoped that he wouldn't have any unexpected surprises during the fight, not wanting such a thing to make him falter at the worst time. To that end he kept his attention and guard up as he made his way to where the spiders were last seen, occasionally stopping and looking around as he traveled. Perhaps whoever was out there would turn out to be an ally instead of an enemy. Probably not, but one could hope.

@Aberforth