"What do you mea-" Izel's question abruptly turned into a startled yelp as Kori reared up the speeder bike, taking another blast from the hunter ahead of them. She then increased their speed, aiming the vehicle for a rocky outcropping jutting up from the water. And leading straight towards the Trandoshan's skiff. At once the Padawan was able to put two and two together. "Are you insane?" She shouted, but her protests were of no use. They were already committed to the course.
Izel held on until the last moment, then jumped free of the bike as Kori launched it into the air, clinging tightly to the horn. The Vratix angled herself so she would dive gracefully into the water below, but the explosion from the speeder bike hitting the skiff sent her tumbling off course. Because of this she hit the lake below at an awkward angle, knocking her senseless and causing the horn to slip from her grasp.
The Padawan struggled to make it back to the surface, gasping for breath as she came up again. "Master Tallis?" She called with concern as she turned around in the water. From what she could see the Zeltron Knight was nowhere to be found. She called her name once more, but after receiving no response paddled over to grab the horn and then made her way towards the shore. The young Vratix dragged herself up on to the muddy earth right at the feet of a Trandoshan. Looking up she recognized Kurssk, pointing a blaster pistol right at her face. Slowly the Padawan raised her hands to show surrender.
"You should have taken our offer." The Trandoshan chastised her. "But that'sss alright. We made a different alliancssse..." Izel looked past Kurssk to see his nephew Khrek approaching, accompanied by Rassh and Trura. "Khrek, take the horn." The hunter ordered. The young Trandoshan reluctantly came forward and knelt down before the Padawan to take the horn from her gently.
"Don't..." Izel implored him softly. Khrek looked conflicted, but took the horn nonetheless before backing off. The Vratix looked back to Kurssk.
"Sssee the twins here have been thinking," The uncle explained. "They think two Jedi will be worth far more pointsss than sssome wild beassst'sss horn. And honessstly I don't disssagree. You two have conducted yourselvesss very admirably." The siblings behind him smiled and hissed, clearly eager to claim their own prize. "I'm leaving you to them. The way you've fared ssso far I'm sssure you'll be just fine." Kurssk winked at her before turning and walking back to his skiff with Khrek. The two siblings moved forward and aimed their blasters at Izel. The Vratix chittered angrily.
"Trust me, I've dealt with far worse than you..." She hissed, and pushed both her hands forward. In an instant a wave of water from the lake washed over her and enveloped the two lizards, knocking them over. Izel took the momentary distraction to reach out and call her lightsaber pike forth from the water, igniting the blade once more and taking up a defensive stance. "Come on then!" She shouted an invitation, ready to fight for what was hers.
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Izel held on until the last moment, then jumped free of the bike as Kori launched it into the air, clinging tightly to the horn. The Vratix angled herself so she would dive gracefully into the water below, but the explosion from the speeder bike hitting the skiff sent her tumbling off course. Because of this she hit the lake below at an awkward angle, knocking her senseless and causing the horn to slip from her grasp.
The Padawan struggled to make it back to the surface, gasping for breath as she came up again. "Master Tallis?" She called with concern as she turned around in the water. From what she could see the Zeltron Knight was nowhere to be found. She called her name once more, but after receiving no response paddled over to grab the horn and then made her way towards the shore. The young Vratix dragged herself up on to the muddy earth right at the feet of a Trandoshan. Looking up she recognized Kurssk, pointing a blaster pistol right at her face. Slowly the Padawan raised her hands to show surrender.
"You should have taken our offer." The Trandoshan chastised her. "But that'sss alright. We made a different alliancssse..." Izel looked past Kurssk to see his nephew Khrek approaching, accompanied by Rassh and Trura. "Khrek, take the horn." The hunter ordered. The young Trandoshan reluctantly came forward and knelt down before the Padawan to take the horn from her gently.
"Don't..." Izel implored him softly. Khrek looked conflicted, but took the horn nonetheless before backing off. The Vratix looked back to Kurssk.
"Sssee the twins here have been thinking," The uncle explained. "They think two Jedi will be worth far more pointsss than sssome wild beassst'sss horn. And honessstly I don't disssagree. You two have conducted yourselvesss very admirably." The siblings behind him smiled and hissed, clearly eager to claim their own prize. "I'm leaving you to them. The way you've fared ssso far I'm sssure you'll be just fine." Kurssk winked at her before turning and walking back to his skiff with Khrek. The two siblings moved forward and aimed their blasters at Izel. The Vratix chittered angrily.
"Trust me, I've dealt with far worse than you..." She hissed, and pushed both her hands forward. In an instant a wave of water from the lake washed over her and enveloped the two lizards, knocking them over. Izel took the momentary distraction to reach out and call her lightsaber pike forth from the water, igniting the blade once more and taking up a defensive stance. "Come on then!" She shouted an invitation, ready to fight for what was hers.
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