Ask Dathomir Hunting Memories

[Drexus Brogroo]

Dathomir, Homeworld, 2200 Hours

This was the first time hunting since the death of his father. A memory he had held dear to him growing up. When Drexus was young it was all he ever looked forward to when his father came home. Now, he would never get that chance again.. and he'll never get to say goodbye. His father, Draugr, was not always the most keen on feelings but, when he was with his kids he showed it in the best way he could. Drexus knew this, and never blamed him for what he had been like before his death.

Now he was coping the best way he knew how.. to hunt. It was the one thing he felt happy doing and even now, out in the jungles of Dathomir, he still felt empty. Like there was hole in his heart that couldn't be filled. Yet, here was trying his best to do exactly that. Anger and sadness filling him and confusing him more and more as he sat blankly staring at the fire he had built.

Looking at the spear he crafted at the age of ten with his father for their first hunt together. The etchings of his father's writing, "Strength is mental, skill is spiritual, power is eternal" written along the wooden handle. Drexus' thumb grazing the etching back and forth as he went through his head how he could have prevented his father leaving for Hutt space.. how if he had said that his sister was sick, maybe his father would've stayed.. how if he said mother was ill it would change things... How, if he had said he loved him.. his father might've stayed another night home..

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[Celeste Stythani]

With the ongoing war and the work on Rattatak and in the Council on Lantillies, Celeste found comparatively less time to meditate and train, yet, once she had finally gotten a little time, she finally mananged to visit Arla's home planet.

She needed time off, just a little to recenter and she intended to draw strength from the planet that was literally bathed in the dark, strength she'd need for whatever was about to come. There were tensions all around and war on all fronts, so that for now though it was just her, Asha, the dark side and the jungle.

The massive Saber Wolf stealthily moved through the thicket to her left. Whenever she reached into the wolf through their bond, she saw through her eyes, picked up the scents she smelt and sensed what she was sensing. This way, they

There was some smaller prey around, but after some time of them prowling through the jungle, there was something that immediately caught her attention, not Asha's. Celeste stopped where she was and the wolf's ears perched up as well. Celeste held her breath while she was sensing an obvious, dark presence within the Force not far off, however it was a presence she couldn't place.

Running into a nightsister out here wasn't unlikely, yet it felt different. Asha already bared her teeth, a second before letting out a deep, warning growl, Celeste wordlessly stopped her though. Through the force, she commanded her to stay hidden and stay down for now while Celeste coiled the Force around her. Whoever this was, she was not going to take any risks and so she stayed prepared as she waited for the stranger to make his or her move.

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[Drexus Brogroo]

Drexus had taken his moment to remember, and grieve. Though he would need far more time to grieve the loss. Choosing to carry on he would set the spear down and rested against the log he sat on and took a deep breath. The Zabrak was gathering his thoughts and preparing to focus on the hunt.

That was of course until he could feel another dark presence in the force. Granted it was Dathomir, but this one was different, it was being used rather than just existing. Someone was out here, and he hadn't cared enough to chase them down. Instead he would remain seated and call out, "Come out. Show yourself."

He would call it out nonchalantly to whoever was there. His lack of worry was the confidence he inherited from his father. If the person wanted to kill him they would've already attacked. So they couldn't have been much threat at all. Drexus held his spear the bottom on the ground with the pike at the top pointing upwards. He stood with power and strength. His face curious as to why someone was out here. Once they would come out he would ask, "Why are you out here?"

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[Celeste Stythani]

She had originally planned on some alone time, simply clearing her mind and re-centering herself while her powerbase was preparing for amarment in the face of the ongoing war and developments, yet it seemed like she had already been past the point of just turning away and leaving and avoiding any kind of confrontation and she'd only give the other one an advantage.

Still, she wasn't here to play games. Reaching into Asha's predator mind again, she commanded her to stay completely still. A male voice then boomed through the thicket, seemingly carefree about the Huntress between the trees, but as Celeste wasn't one to blindly start a fight, she stepped closer, Force coiled around her but now other weapon in her hand.

A nightbrother was her first assumption as her cold gaze fell on the tall man who was just waiting to be approached. His confidence was almost a little provocative and arrogant, which slightly made her narrow her eyes. The emotions radiating off him were interesting and the direct question made her raise an eyebrow.

"Hunting" she plainly stated, giving him an answer that would probably not surprise him. It was Dathomir after all. "You?". It was likely it was his home planet, but he didn't seem like he pursued the same actions right now. Was it foolish for him to be so unbothered by her presence? Maybe...but what made her more curios was that she seemed to have disturbed him while grieving. "If that's your territory or whatsoever don't worry, I can leave". There was some tension in the air and while she was confident that she'd be able to deal with him, she had no intention of pissing of the Natives as she respected them greatly. It didn't seem like this situation needed defusing per se, but she was offering out of politeness.

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[Drexus Brogroo]

The stranger had come out, and she looked very familiar. A political face, but she looked familiar for another reason. His father had been quite the important man, and before his death, Drexus had sat in on a few meetings before. He remained out of sight, but he did take note of a lot of faces and names. This one was known for a couple reasons.

"You're the politician from Rattatak.. Celeste Stythani. Yea I know you." Drexus would nod as he changed his grip on the spear to make the weapon horizontal with the tip toward her, without being held in a readied stance for combat. She was also known from the Sith as a Master. Though Drexus had not cared enough to call her as so. He knew no one knew his face, so he would use this as his advantage.

"Hunting.. same." Drexus tried to understand why she may truly be here, but he couldn't place it. Not yet at least. "Technically speaking, the whole planet is my territory as a native to Dathomir. You can stay though, unless you plan to hunt on Umbara." Drexus motioned to the log by him as to invite her. He was preparing to go out to find a good prey, but he had been collecting himself first. If she'd join him he'd simply sit back down and take a moment before speaking up. "How do you know of these hunting grounds?"

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[Celeste Stythani]

Celeste relaxed her muscles while Asha was still cowering in the thicket, watching the stranger through predator eyes while waiting for Celeste's command, but it did not seem necessary. While the air was thick and humid, there was no more tension in it though.

If he was a nightbrother, why was he interested in politics? That question immediately crossed her thoughts. The Dathomirian Natives usually minded their own business, so this was definitely intriguing. "I'm no longer that...but seems like you know my name. What's yours?". She then stepped a little closer and into the littler clearing, ready to strike if necessary but not poised to attack.

"That's kind of you" she replied with a hint of sarcasm, her lips curling into a smirk as she was realizing he was no ordinary nightbrother. She would have rather expected him to send her off and stay in solitude, but he seemed interested in some company. "I'm friends with a nightsister" she curtly replied with a shrug, she did not see the need to drop a name, but it was enough for him to know right now. The nightsister had talked a lot about Dathomir and now that she was here, she had indeed been pleased by what she had found, however apart from the animals the new face was interesting for several reasons.

If he was asking questions and starting to begin getting curious, why would she hold back? "The first things I sensed were grief and anger. If you're on the hunt, why are you pensive?" she asked rather directly, slightly tilting her head to the side. She didn't voice it as nagging and reproachful, but rather out of curiosity.

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