Per my new OP template, thread is death enabled
It had been a while since Arla had been back to Kalee, and from what she could tell, the Empire hadn't been doing much here in recent days. As a "backwater" planet, it wasn't likely to draw much attention, but even so, Arla found herself glad that her official departure from the Sith should mean she wasn't too terribly bothered by anyone when she tried to land.
She had spent the last several days among the tribes that she had met during her time as the Sith, working to build up an alliance with them once again but this time for a more independent type of operation.
They had troubles of their own, still. A group of their hunters had gone missing in the jungles without so much as a word. Evidence had been found of blasterfire and perhaps a large animal that had trampled through the area, but little else. In hopes of gaining some good will, Arla had agreed to head out and track the danger herself, but even as she moved through the jungles now, she couldn't help the feeling that she wasn't alone out here. She thought she sensed someone else who was strong in the Force.
She made a mental note to stay wary as she pressed onward, finally bending down when she reached the scene of the slaughter and death to examine what evidence remained.
She had spent the last several days among the tribes that she had met during her time as the Sith, working to build up an alliance with them once again but this time for a more independent type of operation.
They had troubles of their own, still. A group of their hunters had gone missing in the jungles without so much as a word. Evidence had been found of blasterfire and perhaps a large animal that had trampled through the area, but little else. In hopes of gaining some good will, Arla had agreed to head out and track the danger herself, but even as she moved through the jungles now, she couldn't help the feeling that she wasn't alone out here. She thought she sensed someone else who was strong in the Force.
She made a mental note to stay wary as she pressed onward, finally bending down when she reached the scene of the slaughter and death to examine what evidence remained.