It felt like a lifetime ago that Hauron Solus had visited Iziz with his clan mates. He had not seen or heard from Romeo in ages. The two of them had been there when an ex-Jedi had planted the seeds at the edge of the City of Iziz. Now he stood before the "sappling" Worshyyyr tree. The Forge Master was in disbelief at how much it had grown. The non-native flora was anything but small. The tree now stretched towards the sky so far that it rivaled the roofs of the nearest buildings.
Scores of people visited the tree daily even with the abominations still at large on Onderon. Some seemed to have an almost religious reverence for the humungous plant. The Mikkian think he understood. It made him feel safe and gave him a sense of hope. It was a symbol of life and perseverance against all odds. He was not force sensitive but a Jedi might even describe the sensation as a force nexus.
The city of Iziz had been defended once by himself and other Mandalorians along with a handful of Jedi. But the latest attack from the Sith had not been thwarted. Now non-native abominable creatures still prowled the jungles. It was for this reason that Hauron had come down from the hidden Mandalorian bases on Dxun. He had come armed for the job should he cross paths with the monsters and to lend his aid where it was needed.
The man was familiar with Kashyyyk flora and fauna. Rancor Squadron had a secret base on one of Kashyyyk's moons as well. He could tell just by looking that the tree was full of life and perhaps in a year or two it would be even more ridiculously grown. Hopefully the people of Iziz appreciated its presence and would refrain from trying to remove it, fearing it to be a threat to the safety of the walled city.
There were so many memories here for Hauron. It was not even his home. But he felt a kinship with the locals and wanted to ensure their survival.
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