Finding: Iokath (Part One)

[Smasherfan88]

HK-59 walks into a cantina located on the planet of Tatooine, shooting that one guy that says "YOUR KIND AREN'T WELCOME HERE" everytime a Droid walks into a cantina

HK-59 shoots his gun at the ceiling of the cantina to grab the meatbags attention

"Proposition: Hello meatbags! I only have one thing to ask: Who wants to find a forgotten planet and be paid for it?, as long as you can defend yourself and can't die very easily, I'll take you on my personal quest of finding this said planet, I do not care if you belong to one of the warring factions across the Galaxy or not" HK-59 states and awaits for a reply before remembering a part he left out "Statement: Forgot to mention one thing, there may or may not be a chance of you dying during this, you will also have a high chance of being remembered in galactic history for finding this planet if you survive finding the coordinates to it, and the planet itself, and to be more specific, it's a planet known as 'Iokath'" HK-59 finishes waiting for someone to take him up on his offer.

 

[Undine]

Tatooine, the heat of the desert world reminded Emerald of her homeworld, even here inside the cantina the beat of the suns above could be felt as if their rays were embedded in the very sandstone the walls were made from. The planet had become one among a growing list of planets Emerald frequented throughout Hut space over the years, it was even where she'd started her minor career as an arena champion, fighting all manner of beasts. The locals knew of her and recognized her in the streets and bars alike. Even as the Horansi sat, her feet on a table as her straw hat hid her face, she could hear a few of the patrons at the bar exclaiming about the match they'd just seen her in not even an hour before.

She didn't know where Jalen was with their winnings, her human son, adopted of course, was also a Jedi, though none here would know of such things as the two Jedi kept their secrets hidden well. Nevertheless, she sat at the table drinking some sort of clear alcohol that tastes of berries with an odd woody undertaste, not that it displeased her. Content to sit, drink, listen to the patrons at the bar, and wait for Jalen to appear, it wasn't until the droid shot his blaster off that any thought other that of a nap crossed her mind. Just as everyone else turned to see who had just died, Emerald to looked up from her bottle at the droid. A ballsy move considering the local views on droids.

Emerald listened to the droid, intrigued at the thought of locating a world lost in space. A chance at dying only meant she'd have a chance to test the new pistol she'd won as a tribute after her match. She wasn't overly fond of guns, not that she had much experience wielding one herself though she could. Still, the chance to discover a new world meant a possible ally for the Jedi, and such an opportunity couldn't be passed over. Still sitting, she raised her bottle to the droid, waving him over. "Oy, Droid, proposition: Come, sit. This one would like to speak with you." The mashup of her own speech pattern and the droid's sounded odd to the Jedi's ears, but she figured it might get the droid's attention.​

 

[Drop Shock]

Siero Bomai was in a foul mood. The Rodian had arrived on Tatooine some 4 days ago tracking one of his former clients who had 'forgotten' to authorize the final transfer of his payment. Siero had always found this client particularly disgusting in the first place (aqualish aren't known for their good hygiene) and so the prospect of hunting him down and shaking him until money or brains fell out held a definite appeal. Unfortunately someone had already done that by the time he arrived, and Siero received neither payment nor satisfaction.

That, and Tatooine was an overheated dirtball anyway. The 45 minutes until his ship was fully fueled and prepped couldn't pass quickly enough.

Then a droid murdered someone and made an announcement. A planet hunt? Siero was intrigued. He was, after all, a Seeker. Finding things was what he did for a living. He was not the only patron who found their interest peaked by the offer, however, and Siero heard when a woman beckoned the droid over to her. Not wanting to miss his opportunity, the Rodian pushed himself up from his table and intercepted the droid before it had a chance to get to anyone else.

"I'll find your planet if the pay is enough," he signed in Rodian sign language. He knew most couldn't understand it, and he'd left Aurin, his assistant and translator, at home, but he trusted the HK unit would be able to decipher it.

 

[Smasherfan88]

Siero Bomai was in a foul mood. The Rodian had arrived on Tatooine some 4 days ago tracking one of his former clients who had 'forgotten' to authorize the final transfer of his payment. Siero had always found this client particularly disgusting in the first place (aqualish aren't known for their good hygiene) and so the prospect of hunting him down and shaking him until money or brains fell out held a definite appeal. Unfortunately someone had already done that by the time he arrived, and Siero received neither payment nor satisfaction.

That, and Tatooine was an overheated dirtball anyway. The 45 minutes until his ship was fully fueled and prepped couldn't pass quickly enough.

Then a droid murdered someone and made an announcement. A planet hunt? Siero was intrigued. He was, after all, a Seeker. Finding things was what he did for a living. He was not the only patron who found their interest peaked by the offer, however, and Siero heard when a woman beckoned the droid over to her. Not wanting to miss his opportunity, the Rodian pushed himself up from his table and intercepted the droid before it had a chance to get to anyone else.

"I'll find your planet if the pay is enough," he signed in Rodian sign language. He knew most couldn't understand it, and he'd left Aurin, his asistant and translator, at home, but he trusted the HK unit would be able to decipher it.

HK-59's attention was caught by the woman's dialect mixing and started making his way towards the woman who called for him to come to her, HK-59 was assuming she was interested in taking part in his "treasure hunt" until a Rodian got in his path towards the woman and did some Rodian sign language, HK-59 of course understood what he was saying due to, as the same for all HK models, being part protocol droid, while also being an assasian droid

"Reply: I can ensure you the payment is quite large, and seeming as you came up to me, I can tell you're interested and you're recruited for this hunt then if you accept. Statement: however we will need multiple people for this hunt, so I will also recruit the woman that beckoned me to come to her in the first place, if you are accepting this hunt, you are welcomed to follow or wait outside the cantina." HK-59 replies in the same sign language as the Rodian and starts making his way up to the woman again and sits down next to her and starts speaking in galactic basic again

"Inquiry: You had a proposition you wanted to talk about? Assumption: I am assuming it's about my own proposition." HK-59 questions and assumes it's about the "treasure hunt" he just proposed to those willing in the cantina.

 

[Malon]

Fenn Saxon frequented Tatooine. The planet was dry and desolate, and few in the Dominion lived there, making it the perfect place to "get away from it all." The Mos Eisley cantina was prime real estate for the scum of the galaxy; drug dealers, smugglers, traffickers, and bounty hunters flocked to it like a bee to nectar. As a result, there was never a dull moment, and Fenn was almost always guaranteed some entertainment.

Sure enough, he had no more than gotten his drink — a strange concoction that glowed a mysterious shade of green — and sat down at a corner booth than a droid, HK-series, entered and spouted some nonsense about a 'forgotten planet.' For Mos Eisley, it wasn't the strangest thing Fenn had ever seen; but droids were never served in that cantina, which caused him to perk up and listen with vague interest to the droid's ramblings.

His interest was rewarded.

She wore garb that betrayed her station: a robe and a straw hat. Perhaps it was enough to fool the rest of the bar's patrons but, as a Mandalorian who spent his life dealing with Jedi, Fenn could recognize one even outside of their robed-armors. Even without their lightsabers blazing. It was in their stance and walk. It was in the way they kept a careful eye on their surroundings, especially on a world whose occupiers were hostile to their Order and doctrine. A single eyebrow arched. The Jedi woman was going to accompany the droid?

An interesting pair to say the least, Fenn thought.

Curiosity and wariness got the better of him. The Dominion would want to know about a Jedi sneaking around on their world, even if her intentions here were innocent. And if the droid was paying to help discover this 'forgotten planet,' then perhaps the Dominion would be interested in it as well. He was suddenly glad he hadn't worn his armor to the bar. The clothes he was dressed in — a uniform meant both to disguise his affiliation and to serve his purposes in undercover missions — were more than apt for this sort of operation.

Yeah, I'll simply scope out the situation, he thought, and report back to Death Watch with my findings.

He stood abruptly and pushed in his chair, slapping down a few credits for his drink as he approached the spot where the droid was recruiting its crew.

"The name's Reiner," he said, selecting an alias he hadn't used before. "Reiner Purkis: bounty hunter in service to the Hutt clans. If you're naming prices, I might as well throw my hat in the barrel. I'm in."

Purkis was an obscure Kuati surname. He resisted the urge to pat himself on the back for thinking of it on such short notice. Of course, there was always the chance that the Jedi woman, with her sorcerous powers, might see through his facade, but the droid's acceptance was all he needed to take part in this little quest. Otherwise, he would play his part well.

 

[Smasherfan88]

Fenn Saxon frequented Tatooine. The planet was dry and desolate, and few in the Dominion lived there, making it the perfect place to "get away from it all." The Mos Eisley cantina was prime real estate for the scum of the galaxy; drug dealers, smugglers, traffickers, and bounty hunters flocked to it like a bee to nectar. As a result, there was never a dull moment, and Fenn was almost always guaranteed some entertainment.

Sure enough, he had no more than gotten his drink — a strange concoction that glowed a mysterious shade of green — and sat down at a corner booth than a droid, HK-series, entered and spouted some nonsense about a 'forgotten planet.' For Mos Eisley, it wasn't the strangest thing Fenn had ever seen; but droids were never served in that cantina, which caused him to perk up and listen with vague interest to the droid's ramblings.

His interest was rewarded.

She wore garb that betrayed her station: a robe and a straw hat. Perhaps it was enough to fool the rest of the bar's patrons but, as a Mandalorian who spent his life dealing with Jedi, Fenn could recognize one even outside of their robed-armors. Even without their lightsabers blazing. It was in their stance and walk. It was in the way they kept a careful eye on their surroundings, especially on a world whose occupiers were hostile to their Order and doctrine. A single eyebrow arched. The Jedi woman was going to accompany the droid?

An interesting pair to say the least, Fenn thought.

Curiosity and wariness got the better of him. The Dominion would want to know about a Jedi sneaking around on their world, even if her intentions here were innocent. And if the droid was paying to help discover this 'forgotten planet,' then perhaps the Dominion would be interested in it as well. He was suddenly glad he hadn't worn his armor to the bar. The clothes he was dressed in — a uniform meant both to disguise his affiliation and to serve his purposes in undercover missions — were more than apt for this sort of operation.

Yeah, I'll simply scope out the situation, he thought, and report back to Death Watch with my findings.

He stood abruptly and pushed in his chair, slapping down a few credits for his drink as he approached the spot where the droid was recruiting its crew.

"The name's Reiner," he said, selecting an alias he hadn't used before. "Reiner Purkis: bounty hunter in service to the Hutt clans. If you're naming prices, I might as well throw my hat in the barrel. I'm in."

Purkis was an obscure Kuati surname. He resisted the urge to pat himself on the back for thinking of it on such short notice. Of course, there was always the chance that the Jedi woman, with her sorcerous powers, might see through his facade, but the droid's acceptance was all he needed to take part in this little quest. Otherwise, he would play his part well.

HK-59 would sigh right now if he was able to due to being interrupted again when trying to speak with this woman, but due to the man wanting to join him on his "treasure hunt" he'll allow him to join him

"Acceptance:You wish to join us on my hunt for Iokath? Very well seeming as you have experience in combat and such I'll allow you to join, of course you'd be paid after we find it, since what use is it to give credits to a potential dead corpse" HK-59 replies and accepts the man into his group and turns his attention back to the woman waiting for a response from her about his previous inquiry

 

[Undine]

Watching as the droid made its approach, Emerald noticed the way the man at the bar looked at her, causing the woman to shifter around her knapsack which held her lightsaber hidden within. As the droid returned his attention to her, Emerald shot back a shot of the alcoholic beverage she had, before baring her teeth as the taste numbed her tongue with a tingling sensation. Jedi might not have an easy time getting drunk, but they weren't immune to all of alcohol's effects and Emerald decided to save the rest of the bottle for later. "This one wouldn't mind helping you find your planet, sounds exciting." With that Emerald stood up and looked at the other two recruits she'd be working with. The Rodian intrigued her, but she was never overly joined to work with bounty hunters. The same was true for the human, but there was something in the way he looked at Emerald, something she recognized but couldn't quite guess at.

Either way, Jalen seemed to be preoccupied with something else and Emerald didn't really have to much else to do at the moment. While she wouldn't refuse the droid's credits, the Jedi was far more interested in learning more about this planet he called Iokath, she been far and wide through the galaxy, and never heard of such a world. Still, new worlds were located every day, some even in areas of the galaxy thought to have been fully explored, what was the rediscovery of one planet? If she could find a way to forge an understanding of sorts with whoever lived on this Iokath, she might be able to further the war effort to the Jedi's advantage.

Standing, Emerald cast a glance in the direction of the other two she'd be working with. She didn't trust lizards, cold blooded beings had different ways of thinking than most she was familer with, and she already had a difficult enough time trying to understand most humans. It didn't help that he seemed to be mute or otherwise incapable of speaking. If they were going to work together, communication would be key to all of their survival. Perhaps then it was hubris on her part, something Jedi were known for, or maybe it was simply the fact she had just defeating multiple large beasts in gladiatorial combat and gotten tipsy, either way she was confident enough in her own skills as to think she'd be fine even if the other two boys ended up being dead weight. She was never sure if she found it easier working with people she knew she could trust or people she knew she couldn't, but on Tatooine, she trusted these men to be just as untrustworthy as any other.​

 

[Bastilo Marshall]

In the far back corner of the cantina Bastilo sat watching the droid in interest. He removed his stone mask from his face and gulped down the last of his Bantha milk and sat up with a excited look on his face. He then raised his hand and shouted "I'd like to join! And can I get a refill?" He then sat back down and waited for the bar tender to refill his mug and he stared at the robot in interest and curiosity.

He began the think about his past encounters with droids and pondered how this one may end up and took the precaution to place his hand on his lap near his lightsaber and said "Also how long will the trip be and how much is my pay?". The bartender then filled up his mug with Bantha milk and Bastilo dropped a few credits on the table for the bartender and began to gulp down his drink once again.

 

[Smasherfan88]

Watching as the droid made its approach, Emerald noticed the way the man at the bar looked at her, causing the woman to shifter around her knapsack which held her lightsaber hidden within. As the droid returned his attention to her, Emerald shot back a shot of the alcoholic beverage she had, before baring her teeth as the taste numbed her tongue with a tingling sensation. Jedi might not have an easy time getting drunk, but they weren't immune to all of alcohol's effects and Emerald decided to save the rest of the bottle for later. "This one wouldn't mind helping you find your planet, sounds exciting." With that Emerald stood up and looked at the other two recruits she'd be working with. The Rodian intrigued her, but she was never overly joined to work with bounty hunters. The same was true for the human, but there was something in the way he looked at Emerald, something she recognized but couldn't quite guess at.

Either way, Jalen seemed to be preoccupied with something else and Emerald didn't really have to much else to do at the moment. While she wouldn't refuse the droid's credits, the Jedi was far more interested in learning more about this planet he called Iokath, she been far and wide through the galaxy, and never heard of such a world. Still, new worlds were located every day, some even in areas of the galaxy thought to have been fully explored, what was the rediscovery of one planet? If she could find a way to forge an understanding of sorts with whoever lived on this Iokath, she might be able to further the war effort to the Jedi's advantage.

Standing, Emerald cast a glance in the direction of the other two she'd be working with. She didn't trust lizards, cold blooded beings had different ways of thinking than most she was familer with, and she already had a difficult enough time trying to understand most humans. It didn't help that he seemed to be mute or otherwise incapable of speaking. If they were going to work together, communication would be key to all of their survival. Perhaps then it was hubris on her part, something Jedi were known for, or maybe it was simply the fact she had just defeating multiple large beasts in gladiatorial combat and gotten tipsy, either way she was confident enough in her own skills as to think she'd be fine even if the other two boys ended up being dead weight. She was never sure if she found it easier working with people she knew she could trust or people she knew she couldn't, but on Tatooine, she trusted these men to be just as untrustworthy as any other.​

In the far back corner of the cantina Bastilo sat watching the droid in interest. He removed his stone mask from his face and gulped down the last of his Bantha milk and sat up with a excited look on his face. He then raised his hand and shouted "I'd like to join! And can I get a refill?" He then sat back down and waited for the bar tender to refill his mug and he stared at the robot in interest and curiosity.

He began the think about his past encounters with droids and pondered how this one may end up and took the precaution to place his hand on his lap near his lightsaber and said "Also how long will the trip be and how much is my pay?". The bartender then filled up his mug with Bantha milk and Bastilo dropped a few credits on the table for the bartender and began to gulp down his drink once again.

"Confirmation: So you are joining us, very well,l I'd suggest all of you wait outside the cantina, once I get out of this I will inform everyone about what we need to do first" HK-59 replies to her statement and gets up off of the chair he was sitting on

HK-59's attention gets caught by the man shouting in the cantina and walks over to him ready to hand out the answers to the questions the man had asked "Answer: You may join us, how long the trip will be is what ever time entails it to be, which depends on how fast we'd get it done, and for your second answer the pay, seeming as it is re-discovering a forgotten planet, over 85,000 credits and whatever miscellaneous treasures you find and want to keep, as long as they don't get us killed. Order: Now, if you're joining us I suggest you follow me outside the cantina" HK-59 replies to the man as he gets up and tells the Rodian and Reiner to meet him outside the cantina.

 

[Bastilo Marshall]

Bastilo would put a smirk on his face and stand up gulping down the last of his Bantha milk and putting on his stone mask and throwing on his hoodie concealing his face. He then began to walk of the cantina and thought to himself "This might be pleasant" and he then realized the droid said 85,000 credits he put on a surprised shocked look as he exited the cantina contemplating all the dangers there might be and if it's a trick to get the droid something. He leaned against the wall in the blazing suns on Tatooine and started to put something together out of spare parts.

 

[Drop Shock]

Siero began to move towards the door as the droid advised, still staring at the motley assembly the droid was gathering, their faces reflecting in his glassy, bug-like eyes. He made no attempts at subtlety as he studied them: the bounty hunter, in his drab uniform, the curious woman in her straw hat, and the man in the stone mask. It was a bizarre crew. Siero didn't know if any of them would actually be worth the air they breathed and he didn't much care; it wouldn't be the first time he'd had to haul dead weight.

He did like the droid though.

He lowered his helmet onto his head as he stepped outside and breathed with relief as his armor's environmental control came online. He hadn't taken the armor off since he landed, partly for the AC and partly because he didn't trust anyone on this backwater desert. Encased in his armor and looking like some humongous beetle sunning itself, Siero waited for the droid.

 

[Smasherfan88]

HK-59 walks outside of the cantina and awaits for the Organic meatbags he recruited to come out of the cantina so he can tell them what they have to do first on their quest to find Iokath

When everyone is outside the and grouped up together HK-59 starts saying what they have to do first "Order: You all have been "recruited" to help find the forgotten planet known as "Iokath" there's a chance of death, and being forgotten in galactic history, but if you survive this quest, you will be remembered in galactic history, that being said, the first part of this quest is finding where Iokath is located, and it happens to be I know where to find half of the galactic coordinates for it is, it is located in the dune sea, where there is the danger of Tuskem Raiders and what not, but our first objective is located in a home of a mighty krayt dragon, we must kill the beast and obtain the coordinate in its lair, Suggestion: to avoid having you meatbags pass out and or die from dehydration I suggest we take a land speeder to get there, or a ship" HK-59 orders his recruits before remembering one more thing

"Suggestion: I suggest everyone introduce themselves for easier communication, and to be avoid being called "meatbags" meatbags" The Droid suggests.

 

[Bastilo Marshall]

Bastilo feeling uncomfortable around the strangers especially the droid say "My names Bastilo" is a calm tone trying not to make things awkward. He then crossed his arms and waited for everyone else to introduce there selves.

 

[Malon]

Fenn — under the alias of "Reiner" — stepped out into the harsh Tatooine sunlight as the droid rambled. There were brief mentions of a kryat dragon — It's always a krayt dragon, he thought wearily — killing, and the retrieval of a partial galactic coordinate to the planet the droid was looking for. That, in and of itself, brought a rush of questions, all of which the Mandalorian chose to keep to himself. What was this planet that it was so carefully hidden? Why did a droid want to find it? And, more importantly: Why did krayt dragons always nest on top of important historical artifacts?

Questions for later.

He snuck a glance at the Jedi woman. She was a gambler. He had never known Jedi could be gamblers. Maybe she was some sort of rebel. Or a rogue, his mind supplied. Adverting his gaze from her, he took in the rest of their entourage. They were an unsightly bunch, he decided, but whatever offer he was going to make to use the Reaper as their transport died when he considered he would probably be the one flying them to this mysterious planet should he make such an offer and they find the coordinates.

"Land speeders won't come cheap," he grunted, slipping into his guise again. "Nothing on this rock isn't monitored by either the Dominion or the Hutts. If you want to stay inconspicuous, dewback is your best transportation option. It'll take a lot longer to reach your destination, and may raise a few eyebrows, but it'll leave the smallest paper trail."

He waited for his proposal to either be accepted or rejected. Either way, he had made his contribution.

 

[Drop Shock]

"Name is Siero," the Rodian signed to the group in his silent language. He knew that none of them except the droid had any chance of understanding him, but that was fine as far as he was concerned; the droid was the one who mattered here. "I have a ship. Fits seven. Fine to travel, but three will need to be in cells. Don't have to lock the doors. Unless you annoy me." With each word he signed his gauntleted hands scraped and banged against his armored chest, creating an unholy din that caused passerby to cringe.

"Dewbacks also an option," he added, gesturing at the bounty hunter, "if you like smelly lizards and sandpeople."

 

[Bastilo Marshall]

Bastilo being very flutent in many languages understood name and Siero from his first sentence. In his second sentence he Understood I have-ship-seven-to travel-three-in cells-don't have-doors-less annoy me. And didn't understand his 3rd sentence. Bastilo then said "'I'm down for the ship and if we do the ship I'll stay in the cell" trying to be kind to the rest.

 

[Undine]

Emerald laughed at the man who called himself Reiner, the thought of riding dewback wasn't something that appealed to her very much though the mention of the Hutts caused her to grin in his direction. If anything she was excited at the possibility to face a krayt dragon, of all the little beasties she'd facing in the local arenas and fighting pits, none held the renown of a krayt dragon. Krayt dragons were also much larger than her largest kill to date, a Kwazel Maw she'd faced out on Nal Hutta. Emerald knew she could acquire them all transport via the Hutts, papers free courtesy her rising fame in their arenas. Something told her this wouldn't win her any favor with Reiner though, she knew something was there but couldn't quite put her finger on it. Eventually whatever grudge the man held against her would come out though, patience was key, and she'd need to keep an eye out to make sure it didn't come out in the form of blaster bolts.

It wasn't until he introduced himself, but something in her made Emerald feel as if she'd met Bastilo before. The Human looked to be slightly younger than herself, but something made her feel the need to reach out in the Force. Doing so, gently, Emerald began to feel a presence similar to her own. The man wasn't just Force sensitive, he was most likely a Jedi just as she was. Emerald sensed the man's lightsaber, an oddly shaped thing from what she was use to carrying. Her own lightsaber hidden in a knapsack on her back. As way of introducing herself, she simply pointed to a holovid advertisement showing some replays of her earlier encounter with a particularly nasty Acklay. "This one is known as Boska the Beastmaster, Boska will do fine." Emerald paused to watch Bastilo's reaction, he'd no doubt figured out she was a Jedi just as she'd figured out he was one as well, and other than Jalen no other Jedi knew of her hobby out here in Hutt space.

Tilting her straw hat to show her respect, Emerald offered a counter to Reiner's plan. "If papers are your worry, perhaps Boska can acquire transport from the Hutts. Boska is popular with the locals, we could even make this Krayt Dragon into an event, this one would split the profits of the ticket sales of course." This way, they'd get free transport, free supplies, and even have the chance at an audience when they slayed the beast. Not to mention extra credits for them all, though she doubted anyone was interested in all that. Still, she could easily borrow a landspeeder from one of the local Hutts without too many questions. There was one guy who owed her a favor after losing a bet to her. If she'd taken the winnings he'd been killed by his master, Lorda Gredugo, a petty lord within the Hutt hierarchy. Being forced to kill his own right hand man would have shamed Gredugo, and a Hutt's favor was a valuable thing to have.​

 

[Smasherfan88]

HK-59 thinks about all the suggestions his recruits suggested and starts forming a response to all of them

"Respnse: Alright, now that I know everyone's names, I suppose I'm next, I am HK-59, I like Reiner's suggestion of dewbacks, since I don't need everyone in the Galaxy trailing off of me, especially if what Reiner says is true that the Mandolorian Dominion does watch everything, and even if Boska is good with the hutts, knowing their greed that spans across the entire species, I'd rather them not get involved directly or get a hint, and I'd rather not have civilian meatbags watch our encounter, even if it can make profit, and while I suppose I should thank Siero for saying we could use his ship, I already have one for use, so let's go find some dewbacks to ride to our first destination" the Droid responds to the suggestions his "teammates" had made

HK-59 starts walking away from his group to go find dewbacks to take for the five of them to use to go to the location of the first half of the coordinates of Iokath, the Droid later returns with five dewbacks, "Suggestion: I suggest you get on and not question how I obtained these creatures, Order: Follow me" the Droid says as he has the dewback he is riding on go on the fastest possible route to the coordinates and Krayt Dragon's lair.

 

[Drop Shock]

Siero shrugged. If they wanted smelly lizards in the hot desert sun they'd get smelly lizards in the hot desert sun. HE wouldn't be able to smell them, his air was filtered through his helmet. He also doubted the droid's ship was better for the mission at hand than the one he had, but again, he just shrugged; he wouldn't have to have any smelly strangers aboard.

Siero surveyed the dewbacks the droid had brought, his posture suggesting one inspecting a prize winning kath hound. He picked the smallest one in the group. Siero strapped his ACR 4-26 to the side of the animal - it was too cumbersome to deal with while riding - and hoisted himself onto lizard's back. After a brief tussle with the animal to show it who was the boss in their relationship, he took off riding after the droid.

 

[Bastilo Marshall]

Bastilo grew ominous to the lizards due to his encounter with animals. He saddled himself on the Dewback which then sprinted after the Dewback the droid was riding. As he rode the Dewback he knew the girl called Emerald was a Jedi when she reached out to him but wondered what she was doing here and her backstory which reminded him of his. Under his mask which concealed his sad expression admired his new armor.