The Great Fire from the Sky

[Moriarty]

Gargueth followed loyally. Things were going better than they had planned, and he hoped nothing would happen to mess things up. He packed his tent and saddled his bantha with the rest of the raiders and began to set off. The night sky was dark, but their vision was better than that. He could see at least twenty miles away.

 

[G'Orr]

They enter the village and was closely examined by the tribe of their new found companions. G’Orr realized how the outsiders must of felt and wished he and the others did not meet the same fate as the outsiders. They were shown to a tent and slept for the night.
G’Orr stepped out of the tent and stretched his limbs as he gazed upon the brand new day that had risen. G’Orr walked over to Gargueth, who was stirring a fire and said, “we should find our new friend and ask if we can speak to the one who is in charge.”

 

[Moriarty]

"Right," he said. "I'll let you lead the way. I'm feeling to hungry to speak," he said with a chuckle as he took a bic chomp out of his meat.

 

[G'Orr]

G’Orr and Gargueth did not have to look long for there new friend; for he was looking for them.
“Ah, my friends there you are! I’ve been looking for you. The chief will listen to what you have to say.” The Tusken Raider graciously said.
“Great, when shall we speak with him, now?” G’Orr questioned.
“Whenever your ready.” The Tusken Raider replied back.

The trio walked into a tent and was seated. G’Orr observed they were in a tent of authority, but noticed they absence of a dominant male.
“Where is your chief?” G’Orr asked his fellow Tusken Raider.
“She is right in front of you.” He replied.
In front of them stood a great female Tusken Raider elaborately decorated with traditional handmade Tusken jewelry and extravagant feathers. This was a rare, a female as chief!

 

[Moriarty]

"When in the history of the Tuskens have there been a female chief again?" He whispered, then looked back at the chief.
"We thank you for your aid when we were in the Dune sea," he began. "I apologize, but we must ask for it again. We are going to unite the tribes in rebellion of the Hutt tyranny on our lands. I believe the 'Count' of this world (as they call the leader here) is the one we're after. Will you aid us?" Gargueth asked.

 

[G'Orr]

The female leader stood up without saying a word and stared at Gargueth and G’Orr and remained silent for a short moment.
“My name is Kkk’ Rra, I’ve been informed of how you came to be here and what your names are. So if you don’t mind I want to bypass the formal introductions, they tend to take up my time. You say, you want my tribe to aid yours, what for and why should we offer you aid?” Kkk’ Rra asked.
G’ Orr looked at Gargueth as if the were dealing with a stubborn bantha.

 

[Moriarty]

"Like I said, we need to unite the tribes against the Hutt tyranny of our lands. If we all unite, and take out their so called 'count,' we will reclaim Tattooine and live free of their filth. We can't do it alone, which is why we came to you," Gargueth explained.

 

[G'Orr]

“And if we fail to rise against the Hutts, they will surely kill us all off.” G’Orr added on.

Kkk’ Rra thought deeply for a moment, “I hope we can all get along, we will aid you. Tell us what supplies you need to restore and take some of our men to replace the ones you lost during your encounters. The Ch’Kaaka tribe is northeast from here and is run by the Raider named, ‘Muuka’. I wish you all luck on your journey. You are dismissed.” Kkk’ Rra said as she took her seat once more.

 

[Moriarty]

"We thakn you," Gargueth said as he turned to walk out of the tent. He looked around the camp and noticed the men she promised already saddling their banthas.

 

[G'Orr]

The journey started out calm as the Tusken Raiders rode through the deserts of their home planet. G' Orr admired and felt the balance of nature as he observed the wildlife that was able to sustain the planets harsh temperatures. Looking out in the distance, G'Orr noticed smoke from possibly a campfire, dancing in the sky.

 

[Moriarty]

"Let's hope this next camp is from the Shra'lie tribe. I know the chief there and he will surely aid us," Gargueth said. He kept a weary eye on the horizon as they neared the camp.

 

[G'Orr]

As the raiders approached the sunken valley, they came upon a recently destroyed Tusken campsite.

 

[AmbuFett]

Grusslan gave the traditional tusken cry of defat when he saw the group of tuskens. He then ran out to meet the group, cycler rifle in one hand, torch in the other. "We have been visited by outsiders, I saw the fire from the sky! It was magnificent! But my men had to torch their vehicle, and kill the outsiders inside of it, the vehicle exploded! The smell of burnt flesh and steaming blood still fills my nose!" Grusslan then mounted his bantha and asked " Where are you men going, whereever it is may I and my son come?" At this he picked up an infant no more than 10 months old. "Anywhere is better than here." He said in a disgusted voice.