Tatooine.
This place had quite the reputation, regardless of whether or not the planet belonged to the ISC. Ruus'all wasn't quite sure if any of the people that lived on Tatooine, the native Sand People included, liked the idea of Emryc Thorne's prolonged period in office. Wasn't that the first warning sign that the infamous Chancellor Palpatine was slowly taking over the Republic? Maybe Ruus was just paranoid- the guy seemed to be like every other politician, so he didn't press on the matter further. Politics were not his thing anyway.
Still, the dusty planet with twin suns was rife with scum and villainy- though the presence of crime has died down a bit, it was still active and about like it was all over the galaxy. Ruus'all Solus was not garbed in his traditional Mando armor to fight crime however. He was here with a Kel Dor Jedi Knight he had never met before to take down a Krayt Dragon that was terrorizing the old mining establishment of Anchorhead. Ruus'all was pretty excited to take on the second sand worm that had been accused of eating natives on Tatooine. The first was a juvenile and honestly wasnt that big of a threat- but Ruus had seen footage of the beast engulfing an entire bantha in it's jaws.
It was going to take quite a bit of time not only locating the beast's nest, but in actually figuring out how to stop it.
The Mando-Jedi landed Vendetta III right outside the settlement where he was greeted by the mayor of the town; a stocky looking weequay named Foosa Cul.
"We're so glad you decided to help us- we just lost another dozen of men in the mines earlier today." The weequay shook Ruus' hand firmly, but his eyes did not portray that same pride. He was worried- naturally, but Ruus'all was willing to bet it was a mix between legitimate concern for his peoples' well being but also the risk this put the weequay's job as Mayor in.
"It's all good, Mr. Cul. We'll take care of your lizard problem sooner you can say 'Shaft Collapse', heheh." Ruus'all joked, putting his helmet on and arming his WESTAR-17 Carbine. Ruus had his lightsaber at the ready but was confident enough in his abilities with blasters that he didn't think he'd need to use it. He was used to fighting other people- not mile-long sand worms that spit acid and eat elephant sized cows in a single bite. Yet, he still had that tool clipped to his side on his utility belt, just incase such an occasion arose for him to use it.
He looked back at his Kel Dor companion, "What do you say, pal? Ready to get our faces remolded after a piece of durite slag?"
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This place had quite the reputation, regardless of whether or not the planet belonged to the ISC. Ruus'all wasn't quite sure if any of the people that lived on Tatooine, the native Sand People included, liked the idea of Emryc Thorne's prolonged period in office. Wasn't that the first warning sign that the infamous Chancellor Palpatine was slowly taking over the Republic? Maybe Ruus was just paranoid- the guy seemed to be like every other politician, so he didn't press on the matter further. Politics were not his thing anyway.
Still, the dusty planet with twin suns was rife with scum and villainy- though the presence of crime has died down a bit, it was still active and about like it was all over the galaxy. Ruus'all Solus was not garbed in his traditional Mando armor to fight crime however. He was here with a Kel Dor Jedi Knight he had never met before to take down a Krayt Dragon that was terrorizing the old mining establishment of Anchorhead. Ruus'all was pretty excited to take on the second sand worm that had been accused of eating natives on Tatooine. The first was a juvenile and honestly wasnt that big of a threat- but Ruus had seen footage of the beast engulfing an entire bantha in it's jaws.
It was going to take quite a bit of time not only locating the beast's nest, but in actually figuring out how to stop it.
The Mando-Jedi landed Vendetta III right outside the settlement where he was greeted by the mayor of the town; a stocky looking weequay named Foosa Cul.
"We're so glad you decided to help us- we just lost another dozen of men in the mines earlier today." The weequay shook Ruus' hand firmly, but his eyes did not portray that same pride. He was worried- naturally, but Ruus'all was willing to bet it was a mix between legitimate concern for his peoples' well being but also the risk this put the weequay's job as Mayor in.
"It's all good, Mr. Cul. We'll take care of your lizard problem sooner you can say 'Shaft Collapse', heheh." Ruus'all joked, putting his helmet on and arming his WESTAR-17 Carbine. Ruus had his lightsaber at the ready but was confident enough in his abilities with blasters that he didn't think he'd need to use it. He was used to fighting other people- not mile-long sand worms that spit acid and eat elephant sized cows in a single bite. Yet, he still had that tool clipped to his side on his utility belt, just incase such an occasion arose for him to use it.
He looked back at his Kel Dor companion, "What do you say, pal? Ready to get our faces remolded after a piece of durite slag?"
@Pam0wl