- Joined
- Dec 15, 2018
- Messages
- 55
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- 18
If you were to check a map, Savareen doesn't have many spaceports. Hardly anybody lives there, and nothing in particular is made there. You'd be right about two, but in reality, there are more ports than one could count. Jorrin was sat on the back of his speeder truck in one such port, waiting on a delivery. It was late, he wasn't surprised. Knowing how smugglers are, it might not arrive at all.
His rifle was leaned up next to him, and the speeder gave him cover from the desert sun. Still, there were a million places he'd rather be.
His rifle was leaned up next to him, and the speeder gave him cover from the desert sun. Still, there were a million places he'd rather be.