Cassius Droma
Jedi Archaeologist
The Stardust Melody broke through the atmosphere of Ansion, the view of the golden plains steadily coming into view. The pilot, Cassius Droma, made some adjustments for the new environment, and took some readings for the current weather and flight conditions. Other than some high wind, they looked to be on a steady course.
He had been asked to come for his archaeological and anthropological knowledge. Apparently, some sort of dispute was happening between two of the native tribes on a southern island. An ancient temple had been discovered directly in the middle of their border, and small bouts of violence had taken place over just who owned the rights to the temple. No one had even been too far inside of the temple yet, due to not just overgrowth, but a series of traps and security measures that had already taken the lives of three tribe members.
A Jedi diplomat who had been trying to mediate between the two tribes, Gianna Aegis, had finally managed to get the two tribes to agree to something: an inspection and expedition of the temple by a third party to objectively prove which tribe the temple belonged to. So, the call for a Jedi archaeologist went out, and Cassius gladly answered – it had been far too long since he had been on an expedition.
The YT-1000 light freighter beautifully dipped low to the ground, passing hills and plateaus as it made its way to the designated landing site for his vessel. Already, he could see a B-7 freighter, which he identified as the personal transport of Gianna. A small area had been cleared out for the negotiations, with a small hut erected close to Gianna’s ship in order for there to be neutral ground for them to meet.
With a loud hissing sound and steam billowing from the ventral vents, the Stardust Melody touched down on the ground, a clunk signifying when the landing gear locked into place. The ramp lowered, and Cassius walked down, taking a deep breath and soaking in the morning sun. The sound of whirring servos came from behind as T-4D4 stepped down after him.
Cassius had on his typical simple Jedi robes, and unlike many other times he was on assignment, he didn’t have his blaster strapped to his thigh. As this was a diplomatic mission in addition to an expedition, he figured it wouldn’t be prudent to have extra weaponry on him. As for anything else he was bringing, he certainly had a good amount of gear stashed in a bag slung over his shoulder. T-4D4 was also carrying a similar load of supplies in case they needed anything else.
He looked around for Gianna, his point of contact.
[member="Gianna Aegis"]
He had been asked to come for his archaeological and anthropological knowledge. Apparently, some sort of dispute was happening between two of the native tribes on a southern island. An ancient temple had been discovered directly in the middle of their border, and small bouts of violence had taken place over just who owned the rights to the temple. No one had even been too far inside of the temple yet, due to not just overgrowth, but a series of traps and security measures that had already taken the lives of three tribe members.
A Jedi diplomat who had been trying to mediate between the two tribes, Gianna Aegis, had finally managed to get the two tribes to agree to something: an inspection and expedition of the temple by a third party to objectively prove which tribe the temple belonged to. So, the call for a Jedi archaeologist went out, and Cassius gladly answered – it had been far too long since he had been on an expedition.
The YT-1000 light freighter beautifully dipped low to the ground, passing hills and plateaus as it made its way to the designated landing site for his vessel. Already, he could see a B-7 freighter, which he identified as the personal transport of Gianna. A small area had been cleared out for the negotiations, with a small hut erected close to Gianna’s ship in order for there to be neutral ground for them to meet.
With a loud hissing sound and steam billowing from the ventral vents, the Stardust Melody touched down on the ground, a clunk signifying when the landing gear locked into place. The ramp lowered, and Cassius walked down, taking a deep breath and soaking in the morning sun. The sound of whirring servos came from behind as T-4D4 stepped down after him.
Cassius had on his typical simple Jedi robes, and unlike many other times he was on assignment, he didn’t have his blaster strapped to his thigh. As this was a diplomatic mission in addition to an expedition, he figured it wouldn’t be prudent to have extra weaponry on him. As for anything else he was bringing, he certainly had a good amount of gear stashed in a bag slung over his shoulder. T-4D4 was also carrying a similar load of supplies in case they needed anything else.
He looked around for Gianna, his point of contact.
[member="Gianna Aegis"]