The Great Fire from the Sky

[Moriarty]

(Yes, this is allowed XD)

Gargueth returned to G'Orr. "We found new weapons. We must train the men how to use them," he said urgently. He assumed the Hutts would appear again soon, and would not be so weak the next time. "We also need to find more tribes to rally our cause. We need to balance the terms of the next engagement."

 

[G'Orr]

"Indeed we must. I admit I to must be trained to handle these foreign weapons." G'Orr said to Gargueth. " We must abandon this post then and gather our resources and prepare for retaliation.”
G’Orr walked out to the balcony once more and viewed the dune sea then turned to Gargueth, “I to sense something larger than ourselves is going to happen. Your right we must balance the terms of the next engagement, send some men to venture forth and gather our forces.”

 

[Moriarty]

"Should I lead the expedition?" Gargueth asked. He knew many of the tribe locations and doubted many others did as well.

 

[G'Orr]

"Yes, take some supplies and some of the tribesmen with you. I to will accompany you on this expedition." G'Orr said to Gargueth. "Lets gather our men and saddle up the banthas, we need to act quickly."

 

[Moriarty]

Gargueth and a few others gathered what supplies they could carry and put them on the saddles. They then climbed on them and waited for G'Orr and the rest of the raiders.

 

[G'Orr]

The wale of a bantha caught the attention of Gargueth as he saw G'Orr coming on bantha back along with the rest of the Raiders.
Coming to a halt G'Orr said, "Are you ready to begin the journey? You take the lead." to Gargueth.

 

[Moriarty]

"Alright," Gargueth said as he mushed his bantha forward. The rest of them followed his lead, riding with him on a journey to unite the tribes against the Hutt tyrany. Gargueth kept a steady eye on the horizon, watching for anythin that looked suspiscious.

 

[G'Orr]

As they rode through the desert on their banthas everything seemed to be calm. G’Orr admired the beautiful scenery of the desert planet he called home and was enjoying this rare moment of peace. His calm state of mind was interrupted as Gargueth signaled the group to come to a halt and observed a group of Jawas come from over a hill. G’Orr wondered why the tiny creatures were coming their direction, and then realized they were running franticly towards them. Just as the last Jawa was about make it down the hill, the Jawa disappeared instantly into the sand. Another tried to help pull his comrade out of the sand as it pulled him in and took both Jawas.
Having a vast knowledge of the creatures that inhabited the wilderness of the desert, G’Orr automatically knew what was out on the hunt. “SANDSWIMMERS!” he shouted.

 

[Moriarty]

"No one move! Everyone keep calm!" Gargueth shouted. Running would only make it worse. They could feel their vibrations. The only thing they could do, since it was very diffecult to out run then, was to hold their ground and make no sudden movements. The Jawas, on the other hand, continued to run frantically until they passed them, which would lead the sandswimmers away from them. It was a survival of the fittest.

 

[G'Orr]

They all stood still trying to keep their banthas from rustling around too much. G’Orr watched as the Jawas ran away while he wished they would of stayed and got devoured so he could get away. One the Raiders banthas took a step backwards and the vibrations announced their location to a sandswimmer. The sandswimmer leapt out of the sand at lightning speed and took down the bantha and his rider; draining both the rider and bantha’s internal body fluids merely in seconds.
“How should we defend ourselves?” G’Orr asked Gargueth.

 

[Moriarty]

"Make sure the banthas do not move. Turn in your saddles and fire at the sandswimmer," Gargueth said. He turned and pulled out one of the blaster rifles acquired from the armory in the Hutt post, firing at the disgusting creature. He didn't stop until it was dead.

 

[G'Orr]

G’Orr observed how the sandswimmers could sense everything on the surface and threw a hubba gourd out onto the ground. The sandswimmer did exactly what G’Orr had predicted and leapt out of the sand to act upon it’s prey. G’Orr mimicked the way Gargueth used his blaster and fired away, blowing bit and pieces of the predatory animal.
“Distract them by throwing stuff out onto the ground!” G’Orr yelled as he threw another object out onto the ground and turned one more sandswimmer into Swiss cheese.

 

[Moriarty]

Gargueth and the rest of the raiders followed G'Orr's example, making the giant worms jump up and then shooting them. Once there were several bodies of sandswimmers on the ground, Gargueth gave the command to continue forward and not stop until they had reached the closest tribe. Their jounrey would be long, but he was prepared.

 

[G'Orr]

They continued their journey through the hot desert. The hot suns continued to beam down on the group until nightfall; a combination that made G’Orr grow weary.
“We should make camp and rest for the night.” G’Orr told Gargueth. “We will need or strength in case we encounter any more obstacles.”

 

[Moriarty]

"I agree," Gargueth said as he halted the group. He dismounted his saddle and grabbed his tent gear. It took a little bit, but he finally set up his tent. Then he made a pit for a fire, placing some old wood and torn clothes that couldn't be repaired, and threw them in the pile. He found a lighter and lit a fire in the pit, letting it warm the cold camp as well as welcoming any food some of the men wanted to cook.

 

[G'Orr]

As the Tusken Raiders slumbered something rustled throughout the night within the distance, creeping upon the group. Watching the banthas sleep, it made it’s way toward the campsite.
A loud, “Grhssssssssssssssssssssssss” and shriek woke the Tusken Raiders. G’Orr quickly ran out of his tent to defend the campsite from the invading krayt dragon that began to devour one of the smaller banthas; ripping into its flesh, chunk by chunk. G’Orr aimed his blaster and began to fire.

 

[Moriarty]

"Everyone, kill the beast before it kills us!" Gargueth said as he opened fire. He shot as much as he could, blaster fire filling his vision. He didn't know how much this thing would take, but they would soon find out.

 

[G'Orr]

The krayt dragon left its prey and swung its mighty head, hitting into one of the banthas and knocking off its rider and stomping on him.
“Aim inside its mouth! Its hide is to tough!” G’Orr yelled out as he took aim and fired.
The dragon came closer to G’Orr and he continued to fire at the creatures face. The dragon knocked G’Orr a couple of feet trying to smite him with its claw, but failed. Scuffling backwards on the ground G’Orr continued to fire as the dragon got closer. Just when all seemed hopeless, a spear came from out of nowhere and pierced through the eye and brain of the dragon and stopped it dead in its tracks. G’Orr looked up to see where the spear came from and saw that Tusken Raiders from another tribe had came to their aid.

 

[Moriarty]

Feeling motivated, Gargueth let another entourage of blaster fire into the beasts' mouth, just enough to kill it from a radiating burn if anything else. The beast fell and laid motionless. Gargueth turned to face the other warriors from their companion tribe.
"We are very grateful you have come to our aid," he said to the leader.

"Any Tusken raider is an ally of ours," the large tusken replied.

 

[G'Orr]

“Thank you my friend!” G’Orr said raising his hand in appreciation.
“Not a problem, why don’t you come and enjoy the security of our camp and continue to rest from your long journey?”
“That sounds wonderful!” G’Orr said happily. “But our journey has an important purpose. Do you think we can have word with your chief?”
“We shall see, but for now, come lets us rest and talk in the morning.” The Large Tusken Raider said, waving for G’Orr, Gargueth, and the remaining Raiders to follow him.