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Location: Arkania
Time: Afternoon
Participants: @Darasuum as @Cyzyn-Itza-Rus Xho'thal , @TheBrokenMadMan as @Rinoa
Theme: Dangerous <> Son Lux
OOC: Thread opposition will utilize dice. Dedicated thread here.
The planet of Arkania was known for its bleak and cold surface. Ice and snow covered much of it even in the most temperate of areas. Mountains and vast wilderness covered a great deal of the planet which was at odds with the Tiss'shar's physiology. He was resolute and not prone to complaining. The force and years of ignoring trivial discomforts allowed him to just ignore the constant breeze that made his dark cloak flutter in the wind.
Underneath he wore his light armor. This was not the time or place to be fully outfitted with combat gear. Still, he had his claws, lightsabers and a DG-10 door knocker stun blaster. On his clawed hands he had custom fit shock boxing gloves so they would not tear or malfunction with his abnormal physiology.
Decending from the Imperial Light Freighter he waved for two of the Imperial Defense Force body guards to stay with the ship. They were clad in their normal armor and were armed with the standard side arm and rifle of the serenno military, indicating where they had originally come from. They were just an additional presence along with the two crew of the transport.
Cyzyn-Itza-Rus waited at the bottom of the ramp for his cohort to join him. He looked out with cerulean eyes, the serpentine slit pupils staring at the valley that was as deep as it was long. A dull color, something that did not bother the Dread Lord.