Waiting in the sky
Sometimes the galaxy didn’t have the next target to hunt, sometimes it was only a matter of looking for a place where one could be useful. And for Jared, the Warden-Jedi, he knew where that always was. The Great Hunt.
Part of the Jedi Underground out of needing to be someone who can help the galaxy, and the Levantine Sanctum being so restrictive on their out-bound facing tactics, the Mirialan had loaded up his TIE Avenger with the right gear, weapons, mines, scanning equipment, and made his way towards the Rim of the galaxy, the area known as the Unknown Regions. He was given the coordinate, and dropped it off with the Shadow Academy and the Kattada Enclave, in case others were looking for some good deed to do.
Landing his sea-green TIE Avenger, Jared hopped out, wearing Jedi leathers, able to withstand some dark side attacks and able to make him a bit more of a foggy target in the Force. On his back, a sniper rifle, on his hip, his lightsaber, and on his shoulder, Hopper his droid. The coordinates were the meeting location, and he looked to the sky, expecting company before he went seeking these Sith wyrms.
The dense jungle was not as humid as he expected, but the low hanging fog definitely was going to make this hunt a challenge.
Part of the Jedi Underground out of needing to be someone who can help the galaxy, and the Levantine Sanctum being so restrictive on their out-bound facing tactics, the Mirialan had loaded up his TIE Avenger with the right gear, weapons, mines, scanning equipment, and made his way towards the Rim of the galaxy, the area known as the Unknown Regions. He was given the coordinate, and dropped it off with the Shadow Academy and the Kattada Enclave, in case others were looking for some good deed to do.
Landing his sea-green TIE Avenger, Jared hopped out, wearing Jedi leathers, able to withstand some dark side attacks and able to make him a bit more of a foggy target in the Force. On his back, a sniper rifle, on his hip, his lightsaber, and on his shoulder, Hopper his droid. The coordinates were the meeting location, and he looked to the sky, expecting company before he went seeking these Sith wyrms.
The dense jungle was not as humid as he expected, but the low hanging fog definitely was going to make this hunt a challenge.