D O M I N U S
Dustig Sector, Haruun Kal
The hour was mid afternoon when the heavens above were disturbed by the roaring of engines. From the depths of hyperspace surged forth a single vessel, a Templar-class Light Freighter, which swiftly descended to the world below. The journey from the heart of Confederate space to the far-flung world of Haruun Kal was one rooted in ambition; for the pilot and his companion were on a voyage to seek out one of the more dangerous resources of the world. Known as Akk Wolves, the creatures were hulking beasts whose hides could shrug off the blade of a lightsaber; and were known to be the bane of many a wielder of the Force. This day, the pilot of the vessel, a Mandalorian known as Isley Verd, had commissioned the assistance of a new acquaintance to accomplish the task of rounding up and procuring a few of these deadly beasts.
Upon landing in the midst of a clearing, the beskar-clad warrior was the first to disembark from the Light Freighter. His footsteps, long and confident, bore him down the landing ramp and into the midst of the sea of trees that surrounded the vessel. Lowering himself to a knee, Isley placed a hand flat upon the ground and reached out with the Force; tapping into one of the innate abilities born of his Kiffar blood. Known as Psychometry, the technique was one that revolved around viewing the "memories" of inanimate objects. Of all the skills born of the Force, this was one that was exceptionally useful for tracking and hunting. A calm breath filled his lungs and the hours played before his mind's eye...a rodent walked by here, a snake slithered by there...and finally, he caught sight of one of the elusive creatures.
"They headed off this way." he said, rising to his feet. "Let's get us some Akk Wolves."
@[member="Serock Hoath"]
The hour was mid afternoon when the heavens above were disturbed by the roaring of engines. From the depths of hyperspace surged forth a single vessel, a Templar-class Light Freighter, which swiftly descended to the world below. The journey from the heart of Confederate space to the far-flung world of Haruun Kal was one rooted in ambition; for the pilot and his companion were on a voyage to seek out one of the more dangerous resources of the world. Known as Akk Wolves, the creatures were hulking beasts whose hides could shrug off the blade of a lightsaber; and were known to be the bane of many a wielder of the Force. This day, the pilot of the vessel, a Mandalorian known as Isley Verd, had commissioned the assistance of a new acquaintance to accomplish the task of rounding up and procuring a few of these deadly beasts.
Upon landing in the midst of a clearing, the beskar-clad warrior was the first to disembark from the Light Freighter. His footsteps, long and confident, bore him down the landing ramp and into the midst of the sea of trees that surrounded the vessel. Lowering himself to a knee, Isley placed a hand flat upon the ground and reached out with the Force; tapping into one of the innate abilities born of his Kiffar blood. Known as Psychometry, the technique was one that revolved around viewing the "memories" of inanimate objects. Of all the skills born of the Force, this was one that was exceptionally useful for tracking and hunting. A calm breath filled his lungs and the hours played before his mind's eye...a rodent walked by here, a snake slithered by there...and finally, he caught sight of one of the elusive creatures.
"They headed off this way." he said, rising to his feet. "Let's get us some Akk Wolves."
@[member="Serock Hoath"]